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Gunz Yo Lyrics
i'm on fire, i'm on fire
me too, me too
guns yo, i keep one in my pillowcase
it keeps me safe when i sleep, still i keep awake
what if my dream girl pays a midnight visit?
i see the world thru the scope but i gain no insight with it
when i get introspective i put the safety on
make these songs
with the biscuit sittin in my shaky palms
i'm a man now (a real man)
not the one who went to two colleges
grovellin' over meal plans
i'm starin' at the ceiling fan
all wide-eyed
amazed by the ways the blades break the silence
i used to be afraid of firin'
it sounded startling
but now i'm starting to hate the quiet moments
might remind you of a mike
by the way i hold it (to the grill)
a homophobic rapper
unaware of the graphic nature of phallic symbols
tragically ironic, suckin' off each others' gats & pistols
i got more back issues than guns and ammo
cuz my oozy weighs a ton
and i never let go of the handle
hangin' on to mommy's pant leg
double-fistin'
knee-deep in shells kickin' ballistics
this dick is a detachable penis
an extension of my manhood positioned like a fetus
an intravenous hook-up feeds bullets to my magazine
nevermind the bullocks, my pistol is a sex machine
guns yo (sex machine)
bust it
i got another gun (what)
i keep it in my briefcase
it keeps me safe at my workplace
cubicle gangster who's in need of his personal space
angster of love who's unable to look girls in his face
cuz i know that all the stupid people increase the birth rate
i'm just about dumb enough to hold up a sperm bank
make my demands and then facilitate fur trades
empty the bird cage and release the mermaids
i got a watergun
i keep it in my mouth
it keeps me safe from the things i like to speak about
but words are leakin' out
and all these smiles that i crack
are like a dam on the verge of collapse
there ain't no turnin' back
in fact i can't hold down my fluids
can't retract statements
without water displacement
flooded the basement then sought refuge
removed my waterproof vest and then i kicked off my wet shoes
made it to dry land
pistol in hand
fistfuls of ammo riding on a camel thru a desert of sand
lucid dreams are a lot like computer screens
people have pretentious conversations but i shoot the breeze
blow a hole straight thru their long-winded theories
hold my own and make songs for them to sing with me
its the same type of heat that millie used
to break the ice with santa claus
when she made him sing the christmas blues
capitalists strung her up for killin'em
every manufactured holiday they sacrifice another victim
before wartime depression sets in
i get to step in
and shoe shine my weapon
i'm hemorrhoid, i'm the leader
you're dead like dey la
i hold my crotch like a nine-millimeter
guns yo
(i'm on fire) (me too)
(nine-millimeter) (sex machine)
me too, me too
it keeps me safe when i sleep, still i keep awake
what if my dream girl pays a midnight visit?
i see the world thru the scope but i gain no insight with it
when i get introspective i put the safety on
make these songs
with the biscuit sittin in my shaky palms
i'm a man now (a real man)
not the one who went to two colleges
grovellin' over meal plans
i'm starin' at the ceiling fan
all wide-eyed
amazed by the ways the blades break the silence
i used to be afraid of firin'
it sounded startling
but now i'm starting to hate the quiet moments
might remind you of a mike
by the way i hold it (to the grill)
a homophobic rapper
unaware of the graphic nature of phallic symbols
tragically ironic, suckin' off each others' gats & pistols
i got more back issues than guns and ammo
cuz my oozy weighs a ton
and i never let go of the handle
hangin' on to mommy's pant leg
double-fistin'
knee-deep in shells kickin' ballistics
this dick is a detachable penis
an extension of my manhood positioned like a fetus
an intravenous hook-up feeds bullets to my magazine
nevermind the bullocks, my pistol is a sex machine
i got another gun (what)
i keep it in my briefcase
it keeps me safe at my workplace
cubicle gangster who's in need of his personal space
angster of love who's unable to look girls in his face
cuz i know that all the stupid people increase the birth rate
i'm just about dumb enough to hold up a sperm bank
make my demands and then facilitate fur trades
empty the bird cage and release the mermaids
i got a watergun
i keep it in my mouth
it keeps me safe from the things i like to speak about
but words are leakin' out
and all these smiles that i crack
are like a dam on the verge of collapse
there ain't no turnin' back
in fact i can't hold down my fluids
can't retract statements
without water displacement
flooded the basement then sought refuge
removed my waterproof vest and then i kicked off my wet shoes
made it to dry land
pistol in hand
fistfuls of ammo riding on a camel thru a desert of sand
lucid dreams are a lot like computer screens
people have pretentious conversations but i shoot the breeze
blow a hole straight thru their long-winded theories
hold my own and make songs for them to sing with me
its the same type of heat that millie used
to break the ice with santa claus
when she made him sing the christmas blues
capitalists strung her up for killin'em
every manufactured holiday they sacrifice another victim
before wartime depression sets in
i get to step in
and shoe shine my weapon
i'm hemorrhoid, i'm the leader
you're dead like dey la
i hold my crotch like a nine-millimeter
(i'm on fire) (me too)
(nine-millimeter) (sex machine)
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Well, it should be fairly obvious what this song is all about. It's basically an observation and satirizing of the aspect of hip-hop culture concerning handguns. It also describes, with Francis' great wit, characteristics of masculinity, and how they relate to firearms. He's basically pointing out those people who feel that having a gun makes them a 'real man' and laughing at them.
"i'm a man now (a real man) not the one who went to two colleges grovellin' over meal plans" This is probably my favorite line. In reality, a man who has attended not one, but TWO colleges should definitely be considered a 'real man' in society, with a great amount of inner strength and intelligence. But, unfortunately, especially in hip-hop culture, it's physicality, body strength and, yes, GUNS that give somebody power, and the appearence of being a 'real man'. This is one of the most important lines in the song, and easiest way to sum up the meaning behind the lyrics.
"a homophobic rapper unaware of the graphic nature of phallic symbols tragically ironic, suckin' off each others' gats & pistols" Another allusion to the hip-hop culture. This one also sums up the song basically. He's pointing out all these real hardcore rappers that constantly reference their weapons are actually acting profoundly homoerotic, which is exactly the opposite of the image they're trying to project. Are these 'real men'? I don't think so.
This is an amazing landmark song. It's a very bold move by Sage Francis, to release such a scathing attack on hip-hop culture and the very nature of masculinity. His voice wraps it up in a very exceptional package; the way it shakes and trembles makes you really feel that these words are being spoken by an extremely volatile, insecure person, and you fear he could snap at any second. Truly, the greatest song I've heard in a while.
Song's fucken goddamn bitchin, as all of Sage Francis' songs fucking are. I agree about the lyrics.
What does the line,
"Dead like Dey La," mean?
Dead like De La is a second reference to De La Soul, one of the bands Sage used to listen to and refers to from time to time in his songs.
its the same type of heat that millie used to break the ice with santa claus when she made him sing the christmas blues
This is another reference to a De La Soul song, interesting, a woman uses a gun and goes to jail.
I love the reference to the sex pistols. sage is a lyrical genius
what does "make my demands and then facilitate fur trades empty the bird cage and release the mermaids" mean?
My favorite line in this song. He says stupid people increase birth rates, then states how dumb he is. He holds up the sperm bank, makes his demands, I guess this means he insists on making a deposit. Facilitate fur trades, obviously a reference to lesbian sex or rug bumping. Empty the bird cage, meaning let his fly down. Release the mermaids, well... his swimmers haha. Lesbians typically use sperm donations to have children, hence he is facilitating fur trades, get it? I'm glad I finally got to explain that to someone.
My favorite line in this song. He says stupid people increase birth rates, then states how dumb he is. He holds up the sperm bank, makes his demands, I guess this means he insists on making a deposit. Facilitate fur trades, obviously a reference to lesbian sex or rug bumping. Empty the bird cage, meaning let his fly down. Release the mermaids, well... his swimmers haha. Lesbians typically use sperm donations to have children, hence he is facilitating fur trades, get it? I'm glad I finally got to explain that to someone.
nelson it is not a reference to the sex pistols but how the pistol is representative of the phallus aka masculinity in irony
Wrong bizzarestone, the line "nevermind the bullocks, my pistol is a sex machine" Is a Sex Pistols reference. A pretty good one too... Good song, smart lyrics and good production, probably the best on an otherwise dissapointing album...
Wrong bizzarestone, the line "nevermind the bullocks, my pistol is a sex machine" Is a Sex Pistols reference. A pretty good one too... Good song, smart lyrics and good production, probably the best on an otherwise dissapointing album...
modium, how are hardcore rappers that constantly reference their weapons actually acting profoundly homoerotic?
You're kidding, right?
You're kidding, right?