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.
(uh uh)
na na na na na
na na na na na na (uh uh)
(uh uh)
na na na na na
na na na na na na
[Chorus]
If the D.A. ask me to tell I'm like (uh uh)
They like you want to go back to jail I'm like (uh uh)
Upstate with the inmates and C.O.'s no (uh uh)
I like to clap gats but my P.O. like (uh uh)
I stood in jail, I will never tell (uh uh)
Get the deal, I will never squeal (uh uh)
I wanna walk, But I never talk (uh uh)
And that's that, I will never rat (uh uh)
Blow the fuckin' whistle, I'm on my fuckin' grissle
Tryin' to make a dollar out a dime and a fuckin' nickle
I'll knuckle wit you, But I got a couple pistols
If they fuckin' hit You You'll be dead or fuckin' crippled
I'm just fuckin' wit you, I ain't gon bust a pistol
'Cause I'm on parole and I ain't tryin to get fuckin' pickled
I call my gat acrobat, cause it'll fuckin' flip you
Stuff you in a box like some fuckin' tissue
If you cats got nine lives, I hope you brought a couple wit you
Or you won't live, your relatives gonna fuckin' miss you
If you a rat I ain't fuckin' wit you, I wouldn't even
tell if I seen Bin Laden buyin' a fuckin' missile
If you a snitch I'll come and get you, take your life
and the life of the rest of the mice runnin' wit you
You pack gats then I'm fuckin' wit' you, But if you
live by the gun you gon die by the fuckin' pistol
[Chorus]
You ain't a killa yet, you ain't a gorilla yet
I bang like I'm at the rage and you could be the silhouette
Yea I'm still a threat, you could still feel het
The led put you to bed 'cause you soft like a pillow set
You pussy's asleep, I'll put you to sleep
The bullets I put in the heat it'll put your face on ya feet
You could look in my face and see you facin' defeat
It's basically beef, don't let me see your face in the street
You betta' stand on the payment, you ain't safe in the street
I'm flippin' weight in the street, I get cake in the street
So what you make in a year I could make in a week
Or probably a couple hours, I'm gettin' a couple dollars
All I'm doin is takin a beat
And then speakin' the
truth on it like Doctor King makin' a speech
Man you snitches conversate wit' police
But there's a
difference between a lake and a beach and a grape and a peach
mother fucker
[Chorus]
I said you cats rats like the master on ninja turtles
I was bein' nice, 'cause y'all mice bout as big as gerbals
little hamster, guinea pig type niggas
Who be givin' information to the pigs with the quickness
Them kids snitches, They'll try to ride against you
Then sign a subpoena and testify against you
Go to jail neva' that
Take a deal neva' that
Squeal neva' that
That's that I will neva' rat
[Chorus]
na na na na na
na na na na na na (uh uh)
(uh uh)
na na na na na
na na na na na na
[Chorus]
If the D.A. ask me to tell I'm like (uh uh)
They like you want to go back to jail I'm like (uh uh)
Upstate with the inmates and C.O.'s no (uh uh)
I like to clap gats but my P.O. like (uh uh)
I stood in jail, I will never tell (uh uh)
Get the deal, I will never squeal (uh uh)
I wanna walk, But I never talk (uh uh)
And that's that, I will never rat (uh uh)
Blow the fuckin' whistle, I'm on my fuckin' grissle
Tryin' to make a dollar out a dime and a fuckin' nickle
I'll knuckle wit you, But I got a couple pistols
If they fuckin' hit You You'll be dead or fuckin' crippled
I'm just fuckin' wit you, I ain't gon bust a pistol
'Cause I'm on parole and I ain't tryin to get fuckin' pickled
I call my gat acrobat, cause it'll fuckin' flip you
Stuff you in a box like some fuckin' tissue
If you cats got nine lives, I hope you brought a couple wit you
Or you won't live, your relatives gonna fuckin' miss you
If you a rat I ain't fuckin' wit you, I wouldn't even
tell if I seen Bin Laden buyin' a fuckin' missile
If you a snitch I'll come and get you, take your life
and the life of the rest of the mice runnin' wit you
You pack gats then I'm fuckin' wit' you, But if you
live by the gun you gon die by the fuckin' pistol
[Chorus]
You ain't a killa yet, you ain't a gorilla yet
I bang like I'm at the rage and you could be the silhouette
Yea I'm still a threat, you could still feel het
The led put you to bed 'cause you soft like a pillow set
You pussy's asleep, I'll put you to sleep
The bullets I put in the heat it'll put your face on ya feet
You could look in my face and see you facin' defeat
It's basically beef, don't let me see your face in the street
You betta' stand on the payment, you ain't safe in the street
I'm flippin' weight in the street, I get cake in the street
So what you make in a year I could make in a week
Or probably a couple hours, I'm gettin' a couple dollars
All I'm doin is takin a beat
And then speakin' the
truth on it like Doctor King makin' a speech
Man you snitches conversate wit' police
But there's a
difference between a lake and a beach and a grape and a peach
mother fucker
[Chorus]
I said you cats rats like the master on ninja turtles
I was bein' nice, 'cause y'all mice bout as big as gerbals
little hamster, guinea pig type niggas
Who be givin' information to the pigs with the quickness
Them kids snitches, They'll try to ride against you
Then sign a subpoena and testify against you
Go to jail neva' that
Take a deal neva' that
Squeal neva' that
That's that I will neva' rat
[Chorus]
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