Inherited Scars

Sage Francis

credits


publisher: ©Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Johnny Mercer, Rube Bloom
album: Track 4 in album Personal Journals
release date: 2002-4-22
popularity : 22 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Conscious
length: 4:32
producer: DJ Mayonnaise

Album Information

label: Anticon
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 0655035502120
script: Latin

Cover Art

Sage Francis Personal Journals cover art

Lyrics

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[Verse One]
I'm scared to plant ideas into your head while your rebellious side is fertile
I'm running a losing race
If I could have said this to your face maybe you wouldn't have to write like I do,
From haikus to horror stories, it's something in our blood that we share,
My facial expression said I didn't care
Sitting on stairs when I would bother to bring my skates
Ripping my cape on the ground that it dragged on
Listen, it's great sharing time now that dad's gone,
Or the body parts that you decided to tag them on?
With minimal contact and you know I can't ask your mom what's happening
How ironiccome to thinkI probably put this ink on my back for him
But you dropped anchor in a place
I'm asking for you to stick it outand see things through

If I could have been there from the beginning if I could be there right now
How would your body be different if I still dropped by for visits?
Could I erase your body language telling you its all been said before?
I'd add them to my collection while smiling

You're hiding your sins well, but I see the hell that your limbs speak
The strength of evil begins to keep your grins weak
marking up one's body is so much more than skin deep
Your thresh hold for pain is greater than mine
While you get cut in the lines that THEY make YOU wait inin ways that they can't see
say it to me Don't do it with a knife under your clothes
Plus the language its written in hits especially close to home
You might just aim for a day that its rainingto strike a vein to take my name in
Has your pointer finger decided if it was a fault of his or mine yet?I bet
With skin that's sore Battle scars that rise from our inner war
And it is repetitive when the kids head in the direction of evidence



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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Crack Pipes
  • 2 Different
  • 3 Personal Journalist
  • 4 Inherited Scars
  • 5 Climb Trees
  • 6 Broken Wings
  • 7 The Strange Famous Mullet Remover
  • 8 Smoke and Mirrors
  • 9 Message Sent
  • 10 Eviction Notice
  • 11 Pitchers of Silence
  • 12 Specialist
  • 13 Hopeless
  • 14 Kill Ya' Momz
  • 15 Black Sweatshirt
  • 16 Cup of Tea
  • 17 My Name Is Strange
  • 18 Runaways