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Cinema Star

Frank Black

Nonstoperotik

2010

the city's decay

Fell through a vent in a warehouse
Landed on a Van Nuys sound stage
You helped me up, you in your glasses
A cold, naked California sage

my fate
There's nothing I can change
I'm just lighting up the stage
Little California sage
It's the Pandora age
Uniting people no pain
I ain't really

Radio Silence

Talib Kweli

Radio Silence [LP]

2017

mystic lessons from the sage
California spoiled the blessing, blissed up
My first breath in outer space
I kissed death in it's face
No identity

lungs, why I state facts
Sage that
Sage that
My vibe high like a California state tax
That's why I rise when they telling me to stay back
I only show love

to California
Some days I just got to mourn you
Sun rays out in California
One day I'm going to put it on you
Turn the page make a new genre
Burning sage got

It's gonna be kayak day everyday

Birds and the bees
Plant a seed, grow a tree
Dry hot sand on your cold wet feet
I'm a California king
And I'm chilling

Uh
Pesos
What I say so
Turks and Caicos
Yeah, uh
So fuego
Uh
Yeah, uh
Trade our dollars for pesos
California girls do what I say so
Take a trip

Henessey auf fette Beats
California Love ist bis heute noch das beste Lied
Picture me rollin' in my 500' Benz
All Eyes on me und ab da war es Trend
Auf

Personal Journalist

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

(spoken)
Sage Francis...Personal Journalist, 1968 to 2001

(Verse 1)
He left with deep breaths in each chest that needs less innovating Cause
there

in the morning
And we're packed into a narrow recording
Studio in Burbank, California
The same studio where the 28-year-old rapper
From Philadelphia

gimme gimme some more
Salute to Sage the One, let my homie up the score
I'm out the door
Jump into the Flex, I-5 North, windows down
Let that California

Another year he couldn't handle
The fall of the leaves
So he drove to California
Where pretty people breed

Kissed a girl who'd seen the future
Her

California for my comedown
Lord knows when that will be.
The 405 will make it alright.
It's best we keep our distance.
We're better off this way.

Left me

In rumor night i fell awake
Aboard a bus Northbound
Traversing California mountain town stops
Vineyard poems of lost babes
And the wrath of its dust

Wyoming Wind

Brenn Hill

Call You Cowboy

2001

there's a part of me that's wishin' I could stay

From the sage of Cheyenne on up north to Cody

I've drifted like a rollin' tumbleweed

And a thousand pair

avant que tu partes

Bald ist hier wie California, doch ich trage noch kein Messer
Statt 'ner Gun hab ich nen Bosnier und den Arsch von deiner

Shit is wild crazy i'm in LA
Cops cars on fire like a mountain of sage
People mad at the law cops inflicting the rage
Like minimum wage you hear

She's behind the counter for just one more hour
Puts on the best smile she can
For the insane and sages in temples and cages
Who all want to hold her

Dreadlock boi with the flowers on him
Carmalized skin with medallions on him
Minimalist till he travel formless
Galvanized gold with the California

No

The continental divide
More like California to DC
And nobody would meet with me
Still upset
No threats just desires
To watch this burn down
In a glorious fire

I got out of Illinois to try and breathe
To try and believe
I woke up in California filled with smoke and started drinking to get drunk again
Get me

8
Used to fuck with a bitch who was selling sage
Light a candle for me as I Star search
Man fuck all that rap
Gon hit that little nigga up
With

basically California sober
But I'll still share a few cold ones if we cool
Plus I feel like real soon
My sound's gon' be blowing up earphones
Been playing my

the mills of Pittsburgh Steel
to the Iron Range

Way out west to the land
of desert sage

Cowboy blues, mutton stew

California sun

To your ports, we travel