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.
Huh, BOOM! Huh guess who it is?
I rock, I roll tear this motherfucker up (tear this motherfucker up)
Let's get ready to rumble!!
I come in this bitch to get paid to bust flow, I come for the gumbo
They know me for kickin' they ass from here to El Segundo
Let's get ready to rumble!
Shit sparks, spit flames the coldest thing up under the sun though
Spendin your money on them niggaz
you're wastin you time cause I'm the one hoe!
Smokin the blunt smoke, stay out of my bundle
I swung with the blast, I've never been matched
I hop on the track like a jump rope
I come with the guillotine to cutthroat
Holdin it down, fuckin why'all up
but the rest of them suckers be unsho'
Me? YEAH, I'm blessed if you don't know
Pack a big boner, heavy strutured AND hung low
Wrecking ball nuts and dick touch the flo'
If it's on yo' chest then bitch let me know!!
I hope you don't think I'm a runnin
I know you don't think I'm scared
You must of forgot who the fuck that I am
The man with the braids BEWARE!!
That's yo' ASS Mr. Postman
Got them niggaz stompin and swingin with both hands
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Bats and pipes broken bottles, glass, and knives
Jump in the mix and don't handle yo' business
and a nigga gon' turn out yo' lights!!
You'll be gettin' yo' stupid self up
askin' the people "Which one of why'all hit me?"
I don't know the way you went down looked like the ground was slippery
Attack 'em with sawed offs, and niggaz get throwed off
The party get called off, when niggaz get sawed offs
Go get my meat to meet and give me that raw dog
You, go get you a nasty, givin that pussy you bought off
I come with the real
I be with them niggaz with booted up grills
We don't do promotional shows that shit don't pay my bills
Keep it in the ballin ballin, promoters callin
Videos jumpin off nigga this the real New Orleans!
My neck of the woods, my side of the hood my part of town
Thugs, drugs, and violence why'all niggaz is watered down
When I perform I'm that calm
And I'm the shit on the record I hit the studio and show 'em!
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
I roll, we by hype
Knockin 'em out, throwin 'em away, keep 'em off
Takin 'em out, bustin they head, breakin 'em off!
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll tear this motherfucker up (tear this motherfucker up)
Let's get ready to rumble!!
I come in this bitch to get paid to bust flow, I come for the gumbo
They know me for kickin' they ass from here to El Segundo
Let's get ready to rumble!
Shit sparks, spit flames the coldest thing up under the sun though
Spendin your money on them niggaz
you're wastin you time cause I'm the one hoe!
Smokin the blunt smoke, stay out of my bundle
I swung with the blast, I've never been matched
I hop on the track like a jump rope
I come with the guillotine to cutthroat
Holdin it down, fuckin why'all up
but the rest of them suckers be unsho'
Me? YEAH, I'm blessed if you don't know
Pack a big boner, heavy strutured AND hung low
Wrecking ball nuts and dick touch the flo'
If it's on yo' chest then bitch let me know!!
I hope you don't think I'm a runnin
I know you don't think I'm scared
You must of forgot who the fuck that I am
The man with the braids BEWARE!!
That's yo' ASS Mr. Postman
Got them niggaz stompin and swingin with both hands
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Bats and pipes broken bottles, glass, and knives
Jump in the mix and don't handle yo' business
and a nigga gon' turn out yo' lights!!
You'll be gettin' yo' stupid self up
askin' the people "Which one of why'all hit me?"
I don't know the way you went down looked like the ground was slippery
Attack 'em with sawed offs, and niggaz get throwed off
The party get called off, when niggaz get sawed offs
Go get my meat to meet and give me that raw dog
You, go get you a nasty, givin that pussy you bought off
I come with the real
I be with them niggaz with booted up grills
We don't do promotional shows that shit don't pay my bills
Keep it in the ballin ballin, promoters callin
Videos jumpin off nigga this the real New Orleans!
My neck of the woods, my side of the hood my part of town
Thugs, drugs, and violence why'all niggaz is watered down
When I perform I'm that calm
And I'm the shit on the record I hit the studio and show 'em!
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
I rock, I roll
I roll, we by hype
Knockin 'em out, throwin 'em away, keep 'em off
Takin 'em out, bustin they head, breakin 'em off!
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherfucker up let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin
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I Rock, I Roll Lyrics as written by Michael L Tyler Raymond Poole
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