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.
Listen, I came in the game feet first
Hit the ground runnin', a hustler til I meet dirt
Gotta be consumption I'm pumpin', the people need work
Love the niggas frontin' I came from nothin' and seen worse
The long-armed khalifa reachin' with each verse
I got that food for your thought, plus what the streets thirst
And you can ask around the haters'll know,
I'm tame with the flow, I'm sorta like the jaeger and blow
I see the dream like a martin luther,
I preach to the constitution in peace,
But violate it, get that ass annihilated
I'm on the grind, money is time so why waste it
And everything but my piss clean, I'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak, sweet like one of them now-and-laters
The canon blast your candy ass if you try and hate it,
I made it, cause I stayed a couple steps ahead of y'all and
A hundred percent, since Benji got the bread involved I'm,
Lovin' this shit, come fuck with the prince,
I'm leavin' heads hollowed like them things stuffed in the clips
And the streets gon' remember this cat name, I'm beatin' the rap game
Just like nigga huggin' the strip (why?)
Cause that's how a hustler do, fall back I don't fuck with you,
We make it happen the clappin' know we can scrum with you
Yeah we can take it to the heads, give you a lump or two
A fool is still, team bring heat like a oven dude
[Chorus: x2]
Ladies stand up, gentlemen stand up,
This is pure skill, far from damned luck,
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up, to positively stand up
Once again the youngest sin came to drop the hammer
How could a bystander feel that this is not bananas?
We earn stripes, you all hype in that propaganda,
Gats spot, you cats shot, but not from cameras,
Back glock, cause snap shots'll stop your plan up,
Stuck in my ways, the haze taste like Tropicana,
Thinkin' the days of way back, people will say that,
The youngin' was gifted sick when he stayed back
Now the people listenin' play back, I got it made
Obligated to gettin' passin' grades and blaze tracks,
You'll be amazed at how I make units move
Self-made, twelfth grade, boy I'll take you to school
I'm through the streets of pistolvania where my goonies move,
? can't miss these trucks with the rims on them
And you can find me speedin', listenin' to big and em,
Fresh outta class with the weed tucked in my timberland's
[Chorus: x2]
Hit the ground runnin', a hustler til I meet dirt
Gotta be consumption I'm pumpin', the people need work
Love the niggas frontin' I came from nothin' and seen worse
The long-armed khalifa reachin' with each verse
I got that food for your thought, plus what the streets thirst
And you can ask around the haters'll know,
I'm tame with the flow, I'm sorta like the jaeger and blow
I see the dream like a martin luther,
I preach to the constitution in peace,
But violate it, get that ass annihilated
I'm on the grind, money is time so why waste it
And everything but my piss clean, I'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak, sweet like one of them now-and-laters
The canon blast your candy ass if you try and hate it,
I made it, cause I stayed a couple steps ahead of y'all and
A hundred percent, since Benji got the bread involved I'm,
Lovin' this shit, come fuck with the prince,
I'm leavin' heads hollowed like them things stuffed in the clips
And the streets gon' remember this cat name, I'm beatin' the rap game
Just like nigga huggin' the strip (why?)
Cause that's how a hustler do, fall back I don't fuck with you,
We make it happen the clappin' know we can scrum with you
Yeah we can take it to the heads, give you a lump or two
A fool is still, team bring heat like a oven dude
[Chorus: x2]
Ladies stand up, gentlemen stand up,
This is pure skill, far from damned luck,
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up, to positively stand up
Once again the youngest sin came to drop the hammer
How could a bystander feel that this is not bananas?
We earn stripes, you all hype in that propaganda,
Gats spot, you cats shot, but not from cameras,
Back glock, cause snap shots'll stop your plan up,
Stuck in my ways, the haze taste like Tropicana,
Thinkin' the days of way back, people will say that,
The youngin' was gifted sick when he stayed back
Now the people listenin' play back, I got it made
Obligated to gettin' passin' grades and blaze tracks,
You'll be amazed at how I make units move
Self-made, twelfth grade, boy I'll take you to school
I'm through the streets of pistolvania where my goonies move,
? can't miss these trucks with the rims on them
And you can find me speedin', listenin' to big and em,
Fresh outta class with the weed tucked in my timberland's
[Chorus: x2]
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Stand Up Lyrics as written by George Wallace
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