This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
(Intro)
I can't scratch, cause I'm drunk
I got bad teeth and my gums are bleeding
Come and fucking get me, motherfucker
Yeah, break, start the song now, fucker
(Verse 1)
[Slug]
We travelin the missile, weavin' through your cornfields
Leavin behind a trail of amateur porn and orange peels
Navagatin through this basement, the mascarades
As our nation, practicin' my acid take, masturbation
Watchin the expressions on the faces
Of the ones designated to be the queens, kings, and (??)
How many miles can you put on one soul
Before the smile starts to blend into one big bullet hole
[Brother Ali]
Shoot through it as a union, with the best of my crew
Bumpin melodys and memories too, my heads killin me, ohh
Stomach empty, my bladdar is full
(????) on Jay Birds phone Cryin, ya missin me
And I'm stallin', I'll bite ya arm off
Sabertooth Tiger, run the night with the sharp claws
In ya backyard just to fuck with ya guard dog
Throw a brick through your shit and cut the alarm off
Bitch
[Slug]
Fuck yes, I do my best to take advantage in bouts
With one hand over the mouth, still managin' to shout
there's more said, then in the lines in your forehead
Then could ever try to find print on the inside of that warhead
Cross counrty, like a little lost junky
Make them hot and jumpy, trying to get that God money
Stearin the van through the blizzards, the fanfare
Pivit when we visit, spit victim if you stand there
[Brother Ali]
Take a map of this picture, throw a dart at it, that's where
We took a room back full the kids and threw a heart at it
Angry like a hostage, Kickin like a little bitch in one of Dibs's mosh pits
Shifitin through your city limits tryin to find the raw shit
Thread and needle wit it, and weave a world of hate together, till we get
'em car sick
Face full of war paint, strapped ready for action
Battle cracks headin, trying to seek the satisfaction of the captain
[Slug]
Climbed over the side, closed his eyes
Took a dive into his fame, inspiration for stayin alive
Swam to the shore, stepped upon land
Walked up to a whore, grabbed her by the hand
And said
(Chorus)
[Slug & Brother Ali]
Let the wheels spin, let the road shake
Let the speakers blow
Let the line in, let the kids play
Let the people know
Let the roof burn, let the girls love
Let the heat flow
Let the world turn, let the curtains up
Cats Van Bags, Yo
(Verse 2)
[Brother Ali]
Lock eyes, with a thousand people at the same time
They minds, believin this, my style (???)
Squeezin this, the mid west, sweat out of my shirt
And leavin with my life essence embedded in ya dirt
[Slug]
We work, move, and hustle with the rest of the Gypsies
Spoon feed these issues to a new school of Fishies
Swimmin through a hazy shade of passion
Here they come, the Hazleton has-been, and his chaplin
[Brother Ali]
that's them, the migrants, seasonal workers
The finest imperial wordsmiths on the circuit
Two Million smiles and runnin, stompin', trying to flee the heat
Turn around, shootin at the monster till his knees are weak
[Slug]
They call me Jesus Freak, I came to listen
Then I save you, then I make you, my favorite position
Chasin' this pidgeon down the street towards the banks
Just in case, my traffic receives jeeps and tanks
(Bridge)
[Slug]
And we wonder through the snow(?), so let it be known
Mama I don't know if I'ma ever be home
The revolution won't have any distribution
I love my son and my music so I gotta keep it movin'
Like
(Chorus)
[Slug & Brother Ali]
Let the wheels spin, let the road shake
Let the speakers blow
Let the line in, let the kids play
Let the people know
Let the roof burn, let the girls love
Let the heat flow
Let the world turn, let the curtains up
Cats Van Bags, Yo
I can't scratch, cause I'm drunk
I got bad teeth and my gums are bleeding
Come and fucking get me, motherfucker
Yeah, break, start the song now, fucker
(Verse 1)
[Slug]
We travelin the missile, weavin' through your cornfields
Leavin behind a trail of amateur porn and orange peels
Navagatin through this basement, the mascarades
As our nation, practicin' my acid take, masturbation
Watchin the expressions on the faces
Of the ones designated to be the queens, kings, and (??)
How many miles can you put on one soul
Before the smile starts to blend into one big bullet hole
[Brother Ali]
Shoot through it as a union, with the best of my crew
Bumpin melodys and memories too, my heads killin me, ohh
Stomach empty, my bladdar is full
(????) on Jay Birds phone Cryin, ya missin me
And I'm stallin', I'll bite ya arm off
Sabertooth Tiger, run the night with the sharp claws
In ya backyard just to fuck with ya guard dog
Throw a brick through your shit and cut the alarm off
Bitch
[Slug]
Fuck yes, I do my best to take advantage in bouts
With one hand over the mouth, still managin' to shout
there's more said, then in the lines in your forehead
Then could ever try to find print on the inside of that warhead
Cross counrty, like a little lost junky
Make them hot and jumpy, trying to get that God money
Stearin the van through the blizzards, the fanfare
Pivit when we visit, spit victim if you stand there
[Brother Ali]
Take a map of this picture, throw a dart at it, that's where
We took a room back full the kids and threw a heart at it
Angry like a hostage, Kickin like a little bitch in one of Dibs's mosh pits
Shifitin through your city limits tryin to find the raw shit
Thread and needle wit it, and weave a world of hate together, till we get
'em car sick
Face full of war paint, strapped ready for action
Battle cracks headin, trying to seek the satisfaction of the captain
[Slug]
Climbed over the side, closed his eyes
Took a dive into his fame, inspiration for stayin alive
Swam to the shore, stepped upon land
Walked up to a whore, grabbed her by the hand
And said
(Chorus)
[Slug & Brother Ali]
Let the wheels spin, let the road shake
Let the speakers blow
Let the line in, let the kids play
Let the people know
Let the roof burn, let the girls love
Let the heat flow
Let the world turn, let the curtains up
Cats Van Bags, Yo
(Verse 2)
[Brother Ali]
Lock eyes, with a thousand people at the same time
They minds, believin this, my style (???)
Squeezin this, the mid west, sweat out of my shirt
And leavin with my life essence embedded in ya dirt
[Slug]
We work, move, and hustle with the rest of the Gypsies
Spoon feed these issues to a new school of Fishies
Swimmin through a hazy shade of passion
Here they come, the Hazleton has-been, and his chaplin
[Brother Ali]
that's them, the migrants, seasonal workers
The finest imperial wordsmiths on the circuit
Two Million smiles and runnin, stompin', trying to flee the heat
Turn around, shootin at the monster till his knees are weak
[Slug]
They call me Jesus Freak, I came to listen
Then I save you, then I make you, my favorite position
Chasin' this pidgeon down the street towards the banks
Just in case, my traffic receives jeeps and tanks
(Bridge)
[Slug]
And we wonder through the snow(?), so let it be known
Mama I don't know if I'ma ever be home
The revolution won't have any distribution
I love my son and my music so I gotta keep it movin'
Like
(Chorus)
[Slug & Brother Ali]
Let the wheels spin, let the road shake
Let the speakers blow
Let the line in, let the kids play
Let the people know
Let the roof burn, let the girls love
Let the heat flow
Let the world turn, let the curtains up
Cats Van Bags, Yo
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i think this is about touring, but honestly i have no clue why i think that
Great song! It very well could be about touring, although i think it is just about slug's songs and what it does to the people that listen to them.
who's that with slug?
Pivot when we visit Spit victim if you stand there.
At first I totally didn't like the beats, but now shit gets me every time.
"Here they come, the hazled and has been'd and his chaplain"
i think this might actually be "here they come, the hazeldon has-been and his chaplain"
This beat is amazing. Lyrics are not like you're used to hear from Slug.
-- by myshoesareblue on 07-27-2006 @ 08:34:47 PM who's that with slug?
It's Brother Ali.
"Cats Van Bags" comes up in a Felt song in one of Murs's verses. In that song Murs talks about sleeping with a woman on tour and then waking up and she's already bailed. So I do think its about touring. The bass on this song is really sick too
Yeah. I agree that this song could be about touring and how hip hop affects the people who listen to it.
I'm pretty sure I just figured out what "Caits Van Bags" means and yes, I think its about touring as well. In a Felt song (Slug+Murs) Murs uses its at the end of his part thats about sleeping with a girl on tour and waking up and she was gone the he just says "cats van bags, yo." So I'm pretty sure it means; Cats as in the people in the crew the he tours with, Van as in the touring bus/van and bags as in your bags. it just means pack up and leave.
I always figured the songwas about touring, but your analysis of the phrase Cats Van Bags, makes perfect sense... that has to be it