In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Yo, microphone check one two what is this
The five foot assassin with the ruffneck business
I float like gravity, never had a cavity
Got more rhymes than the Winans got family
No need to sweat Arsenio to gain some type of fame
No shame in my game cause I'll always be the same
Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have
You want to diss the Phifer but you still don't know the half
I sport New Balance sneakers to avoid a narrow path
Messing 'round with this you catch the size 8 up-
I never half step cause I'm not a half stepper
Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper
Refuse to compete with BS competition
Your name ain't Special Ed so won't you sekkle with the mission
I never walk the streets, think it's all about me
Even though deep in my heart, it really could be
I just try my best to like go all out
Some might even say, "Yo shorty black you're buggin' out"
Zulu Nation, brothers that's creation
Minds get flooded, ejaculation
Right on the two inch tape
The Abstract poet incognito, runs the cape
Not the best not the worst and occasionally I curse to get my
Point across, so bust, the floss
As I go in between, the grit and the dirt
Listen to the mission listen miss as I do work
As I crack the, monotone
Children of the jazz so, get your own
Smoking R&B cause they try to do me
Or the best of the pack but they can't do rap
For it's Abstract, original
You can't get your own and that's, pitiful
I know I'd be the man if I cold yanked the plug
On R&B, but I can't and that's bugged
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Yo when you bug out, you usually have a reason for the action
Sometimes you don't it's just for mere satisfaction
People be hounding, always surrounding
Pulsing, just like a migraine pounding
You don't really fret, you stay in your sense
Camouflage your feeling, of absolute tense
You soar off to another world, deep in your mind
But people seem to take that, as being unkind
"Oh yo, he's acting stank", really on a regal?
A man of the fame not a man of the people"
Believe that if you want to but I tell you this much
Riding on the train with no dough, sucks
Once again a case of your feet in my Nike's
If a crowd is in my realm I'm saying, "Mic please"
Hip-hop is living, can't yank the plug
If you do the result, will end up kind of bugged
Yo, I am not an invalid although I used to smoke the weed out
Ali Shaheed Muhammad used to say I had to be out
Scheming on the cookies with the crazy booming back buns
Pushing on the real hardest so we can have the big fun
When I left for Rosie I was Boulevard status
Battling a MC was when Tip was at his maddest
It was one MC after one MC
What the world could they be wanting see from little old me?
Do I have the formula to save the world?
Or was it just because I used to swipe the women and all the girls?
I'm the type of brother with the crazy extended hand kid
Dissed by all my brothers I was all up what my man did
Supposed to be my man but now I wonder cause you're feeble
I go out with the strongest and I separate the evils
It's your brain against my mind, for those about to boot out
All you nasty critters even though you see I bug out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
The five foot assassin with the ruffneck business
I float like gravity, never had a cavity
Got more rhymes than the Winans got family
No need to sweat Arsenio to gain some type of fame
No shame in my game cause I'll always be the same
Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have
You want to diss the Phifer but you still don't know the half
I sport New Balance sneakers to avoid a narrow path
Messing 'round with this you catch the size 8 up-
I never half step cause I'm not a half stepper
Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper
Refuse to compete with BS competition
Your name ain't Special Ed so won't you sekkle with the mission
I never walk the streets, think it's all about me
Even though deep in my heart, it really could be
I just try my best to like go all out
Some might even say, "Yo shorty black you're buggin' out"
Zulu Nation, brothers that's creation
Minds get flooded, ejaculation
Right on the two inch tape
The Abstract poet incognito, runs the cape
Not the best not the worst and occasionally I curse to get my
Point across, so bust, the floss
As I go in between, the grit and the dirt
Listen to the mission listen miss as I do work
As I crack the, monotone
Children of the jazz so, get your own
Smoking R&B cause they try to do me
Or the best of the pack but they can't do rap
For it's Abstract, original
You can't get your own and that's, pitiful
I know I'd be the man if I cold yanked the plug
On R&B, but I can't and that's bugged
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Yo when you bug out, you usually have a reason for the action
Sometimes you don't it's just for mere satisfaction
People be hounding, always surrounding
Pulsing, just like a migraine pounding
You don't really fret, you stay in your sense
Camouflage your feeling, of absolute tense
You soar off to another world, deep in your mind
But people seem to take that, as being unkind
"Oh yo, he's acting stank", really on a regal?
A man of the fame not a man of the people"
Believe that if you want to but I tell you this much
Riding on the train with no dough, sucks
Once again a case of your feet in my Nike's
If a crowd is in my realm I'm saying, "Mic please"
Hip-hop is living, can't yank the plug
If you do the result, will end up kind of bugged
Yo, I am not an invalid although I used to smoke the weed out
Ali Shaheed Muhammad used to say I had to be out
Scheming on the cookies with the crazy booming back buns
Pushing on the real hardest so we can have the big fun
When I left for Rosie I was Boulevard status
Battling a MC was when Tip was at his maddest
It was one MC after one MC
What the world could they be wanting see from little old me?
Do I have the formula to save the world?
Or was it just because I used to swipe the women and all the girls?
I'm the type of brother with the crazy extended hand kid
Dissed by all my brothers I was all up what my man did
Supposed to be my man but now I wonder cause you're feeble
I go out with the strongest and I separate the evils
It's your brain against my mind, for those about to boot out
All you nasty critters even though you see I bug out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
Buggin' out you're buggin' out
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first time i heard this song was on Dave Mirra Freestyle BMX 2.
It's pretty good and suit the game well.
But yeah, I like A Tribe Called Quest in the songs they did with De La Soul, they were great
Only one comment?
This song's fucking awesome. And the video at the end of Jazz (We got) is awesome too.
love this song. the beginning is so perfect.