Tapestry - Subculture Sage, illaman

I ain’t quite right in the mental

But I’m still on point with my pencil

Down few pints get loose mate

Earn my stripes like a general

9 to 5 Im still working, cause I need that p

And nothing in life ain’t certain

I grew up running round the streets

Before this grade I had weed

Before this weed I had hash

Before this beard I had bumfluff

You man can’t even grow a tash

I know so many dont like me

So lemme point out these facts

My heart’s so clean it shines mate

What you got in your chest is black

Moving darker than demons

Avoid them guys theyre all evil

Shine my light on their fuckeries

We gotta try help these people

Two wrongs dont make one right mate

So I move in a lane thats peaceful

Said two wrongs dont make one right mate so I move in a lane thats peaceful

(Subculture)

They said put the money in the bag

Then we raise our fires to the flag

We ain’t all rust

No we’re star dust

Stratosphere swimming

Booth truth spitting

(Sage)

…Calm

These days I just try and stay calm

But Sage mans hype not calm

I need to keep working on calming down

Close my eyes deep breath maybe sleep on it

These problems creep often but they only be in my head

So Im leaving them there

Bad gone good, good gone bad

Which ones which, which ones that

Left gone right my rights went wrong

I was upside down thanks god for these songs

…Vent

More time I need to just vent

Less demons inside my head

I need to relearn my breath

Inhale exhale repeat slow it down

Know yourself own your crown

Kings and Queens what we be

Recognise never forget ever my friend

Heads high levels are set

Best of the best

(Subculture)

They said put the money in the bag

Then we raise our fires to the flag

We ain’t all rust

NO

No we’re star dust

Stratosphere swimming

Booth truth spitting

PEACE

We say, all we got is our intentions

No time for hate

There ain’t no exceptions

There’s heaven in the clutter

Love rises from the gutter

My wings start to flutter