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| Cannibal Ox – Pigeon Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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I can dig your take on the oxygen line. I think I got an idea about this line now Rockin' my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch (?? no clue about the rest) So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss My father was telling me how New York city (His home) is notorious for smelling like piss everywhere. Then I noticed the theme in some Nas songs. Canox might be just making a statement about graduating from the New York ghetto. Metaphorically saying that they're wearing a wet suit that lets them get out of the ghetto. Perhaps "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch is rap music? |
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| Cannibal Ox – Ridiculoid Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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El-P's verse is great. He first talks about his words, creatively describing how powerful and different they are. When I send a sickness (ease down)/ dark soldiers “fallin in with flying debris/and bad programs of landmines that remind me of the sexiest of slow jams” And “now this material might walk with a twitch and live for the twisted shit /images of boy scouts getting pistol whipped” He knocks television and its effects on culture “he realest television is the one that talks out loud to you/when the plug is corroded out”(Refereing to people obviously) And also “vision purged, we live in thirty second blurbs/(referring to a television commercial) and if consumers stopped existing we'd forget how to use words/ just fuckin' eat each other til the next space age occurs” (People wouldn’t know how to act without television or commercial enterprises brainwashing them. And possibly making an Orwellian reference with “and they say productivity is up this month but I've lost my passion/ sick of waiting in line for my weekly chocolate ration” He also touches on how he’s not wealthy because he doesn’t put on a show the people want, the glamor that changes a a person or artist, so now he’s spreading his word he so desperately wants out “door to door” or inefficiently. Lines like “this addiction is more random/ I walk door to door Mormon style spitting my sick tantrums/ because I wasn't born handsome” Just a great verse. El-p purely expressing himself like he always does. |
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| Cannibal Ox – Pigeon Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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This is what I got out of Vorduls verse Eskimo metal got shit locked in oxygen shell (Cold hearted hollow tip bullets) Words shot plated metal lung which spun kids' carrousel (A bullet is shot spinning a revolver?) Mega alarm technoloid these boys fight four arms swinging two toes very well (4 arms, two of his normal arms, and two guns) Terror toys jubilated mega noise when iron works (Terror Toys are guns making noise, shooting) Bullet shot animated mad windows with fireworks (spraying the scene loud noises and windows breaking) Shinin' summer-time hydrants Splash passing cars, now run ghetto tyrants (Either talking about kids playing or the shooting leaving a distructive scene) These faces carry scars (mega large) (The ghetto kids have been through some shit) Pigeons turn penguins talk fables cellular (Black Kids (pidgeon) hearts turn cold (penguin)) Detached Christ's Word (Words of Christ are detached or ignored) But freeze-frame gold chain swing Son of God (but still Jesus on the chain) Iceberg gem shines on the neck of ghetto flight bird (huge jewelry on the neck) Getting fly like word Let it settle ( no clue) I remember cats snatched off the pedal (stealing bike days) (pedal of a bike, stealing shit on while on bikes, or stealing bikes themselves) Doo-rags worn tight (Piranha bite ways) (Maybe saying how everyone bites off a style, like piranha) Smoke cheeba through the lung Arabian camel (smoking weed out of a camel cigarette) Fast like a cheeta now I'm knocked off my African sandal (smoked fast now hes knocked off his ass, high as fuck) God damn you! Ethiopian skin mechanical (black people are machines) Trapped in ghetto's mega-yard where mega-hard (trapped in a huge ghetto) Arms swing metal palms iron skin leopard (Thugs holding onto guns) Holding evil metal eagle attacks the desert (Desert Eagles) Paranoid fingertips stitched with three-fifty and seven metal shit (finger on the trigger of a 357 magnum) Tucked behind the belt ghetto style like delicate street etiquette (worn tucked under the belt like a proper style, [etiquette]) Never lacked toast metal cow got milk in the gut settlin' (lacked toast meaning lacks a gun, maybe saying that a guy who was always strapped got shot in the gut) Cats gotta eat swallow beef horribly (guys receive beef from others violently) Melanin mahogany, black boys feed face arachnoids (Melanin, is the pigment in black peoples skin. Mahogany is a dark wood used to refer to black people, they feed face as in do what they do to eat, arachnoids-spiders have 8 arms) Eight arms working short circuit manufactured crack melted (eight arms meaning working hard dealing crack) Slinging shot guns through the mouth of cracked helmets, black felt it (shotguns of crack smoke through crack heads mouths {but cracked helmets means an ugly face so I’m not sure, maybe prostitutes?}) Cats who pop flows shot heavy through the nostril (doing drugs, snorting,) Brain sizzle grab the pistol and get hostile (drugs fuck the brain up and they get hostile) He caught you alone fuse blown Unemployed screaming "That's why I robbed you!" (someone’s caught about to get retaliated, blaming it on poverty) Tired of the Medicaid, indebted by the car, no container filled with lemonade (tired of horrible healthcare, in debt from care, and starving) "You better get a job!" mother talked, just another hawk (pretty obvious) He nearly ate a bodega food stamp transaction (pretty clever way of saying he’s so hungry and has no food he’s eating his food stamp tranaction receipt) Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands clappin' (left him selling drugs on the strets) Rockin' my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch (?? no clue about the rest) So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss I rock my simulated air tank bit So I can leave pressures of oxygen where my mic's lit I'm just a pigeon |
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