Heavy Heart (Prod. GRYFN) Hook - Craw the Sage I give you fine art It's apart from kitsch Take the Elixir put it in the mix Dive deep within take you a trip It's Gold in my soul you was born rich Verse 1 - Craw the Sage They Said Craw you insane I stuck to my game I'm bending the fire I'm catching the flame Use was down & out caught in the rain Now I feel like I'm Zuko You n***as is fufu I'm ready to break through -Sometimes I just make do This money simply f**ed up our world view Seems people got everything misconstrued I was scared I wasn't gon graduate To many cla**es I had withdrew I'm mixing the elements They said it is taboo Calling it voodoo I need that good ju-ju I fight with Cthulhu I use that jujitsu Craw the Sage I'm some type of Guru They off off the bottle I'm bumping that Badu Bag Lady Let's blow a bag Gimme dat window seat Foot on the gas Granny told me a hard head make a soft a** These Days feel like our last Politicians just play a role in the cast Make these people like cattle Domesticate em and let em rake in the cash I could not follow the ma** Hook Verse 2 - Craw the Sage My mind stay on plot I can't be focused ‘bout what the next n***a got Jealousy & envy get you caught Study the book of enoch I dare it that knowledge to esoteric Use to be one with the Gods til sh** got barbaric Come on my people I thought its apparent Look in yo soul you're more than appearance I see through FOG it's dense too atmospheric Put yo wealth in the people and it's plenty to share with I just wanna see art from Spain, Egypt and Paris And that is my merit Mirror, Mirror my melanin is the fairest Tell me why these rappers generic Tell me why these kids in the city poppin like Garret's The price of a soul isn't numeric Even though it can be made into gold They bumping the songs through the Go I'm curious as to whose hearing it I been through Pica**o's Blue Period I'm too serious Black man on a run this Black man Got a gun I come from the Black lands I was tanned by the sun Pure energy brought to me by the ton A new era has begun Batarang through the city Pull up with a gatling gun Only fearing the one I feel like the one Feel like Work ain't never done I relax watching Fresh prince reruns You can't put yo faith in a check We all dealt a hand but heck They ain't know I can't never fold I had Egyptian Gods in my deck