Smoke And Mirrors Lyrics - Sage Francis

[Sage Francis] 

I am.. 

More than two faced, I've got at least six with cheap tricks 

To hide my not-so-pretty side while accentuating cheeks and lips 

I use battin' rouge to battle crews who don't like the remix 

And you just act confused by the way I choose to fuck with a double helix 

Cuddle with me quick, get befuddled and sea sick 

My ugly mug'll be equipped to make it a struggle to see shit 

The beat kicks, my belly feels empty I want a person there 

I'll curse and swear, and act unmother-like until I persevere 

Haven't been to church in years, right now that's the setting 

I couldn't think of a better place to cover my face and have a wedding 

It's upsetting how plastic my mask is getting 

It's melting and releasing toxic fumes 

Covered by lots of perfume, never coming out of my closet of costumes 

Cartoon versions of myself get drawn out 

After that occurs, time gets consumed 

I'm in the dressing room with the caricatures 

Until my head is cured I'm heading for pedicures and manicures 

Man, if your not damn sure of whether or not 

to pop the question I'll let you in on the answer.. 

Think of sex in a camper... 

A phony life with a trophy wife, menthol cigarettes and cancer 

Smoke and Mirrors 

So sophisticated 

So cool 

I AM.. 

An illusion specialist turning tricks who could never diss 

The one the wake up next to even if it's not the one they went to bed with 

Breakfast at Tiffany's, skip lunch, make sure the dinner table is candle lit 

I squish my feet until they crunch, but I'm unable to make these sandals fit 

I can't just sit I need to MOVE and power walk, because Oprah said it 

And I won't forget it, she does it during the opening credits 

I'm so synthetic 

I like the smell of coke, get it? I powder my nose 

Power to hoes who pound on a hose while playing in a pound of snow 

I'm getting snow plowed, I KNOW 

It's time to fuck a guy now 

I just applied blush and look surprised 

but it's the way I plucked my eyebrows 

Time out, I'm in a tanning booth... reading Danielle Steel 

And I'm planting banana peels beneath every damn man's heel 

Waiting for them to fall for my sad trick I stop, drop and kneel 

With a little touch of magic, I'll let David cop a feel 

I'm not real, but I've got FEELINGS... 

except in my nipples because of the breast implants 

To have my chest enhanced I pant in dresses but never dress in pants 

A club hopping strobe light honey...addicted to wrinkle cream 

Sipping on Listerine, Mr. Clean don't like the smell of nicotine 

Smoke and Mirrors 

So sophisticated 

So cool 

I AM.. 

Dirtyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy