Elsesser has been sponsored by several skater fashion brands including Converse and Supreme, as well as becoming a professional skater in 2014 through skater collective and clothing store Fucking Awesome (FA). He has also released several short experimental hip hop EPs since 2015, under his Navy Blue stage name, in addition to collaborating with the likes of Earl Sweatshirt, and underground rappers Mach-Hommy, MIKE, King Carter, Adé Hakim and Pink Siifu. Aside from skating and music, Elsesser is also a model for various clothing brands and an artist, most notably handling the art direction for Earl Sweatshirt's 2015 album I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside.
Tired
Navy Blue Lyrics
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Uh, you're late, I thought something might've happened to you
Ain't nothing gonna happen to me
Tired of hearing them shooting all the time
What's wrong?
Nothing
I'm tired of this shit
Yeah, uh, I'm tired
I'm so fucking tired of this shit! Fuck this shit!
Stupid motherfucker!
Super empath, afraid it won't last
Til the last day, where my pops stay in the past
Glass frame break
Remember brother wake, it takes much more than I was given by the day, torched
Gentrifiers wave "Hi" my granny sitting on a porch
My highest self is likely to report
Talking about your gun rights, they killing us for sport
All the feelings that I kept inside will rise and metamorph'
World peace I attest, must protect my own accord
Mom and Father, only boy
Michael had to leave early, met him in a dream
Most a nigga teeth hurting, mercury and peas
Only reason I was smoking I was trying to find some peace
300 and something degrees where I'm seated, days repeat
Deep seated anger, a rose grew from concrete and since I left the hanger
Left the nest I grew some wings and all I see is danger
Often walking where we sleep, my gentrifying neighbors trying to call the police on me
I need to be prepared
No fairytales, I need to be and momma need you scared
That woman fed me from the beak
I seen it from the peakest peak
I'm tired, I'm tired, uh
Tired of the killings, fired up with anger
Justify the feelings, many died
The image, still stuck inside me
What are we to do now?
When life is just a robbery and the voices getting too loud
Exercising sovereignty hypocrisy, they noose bound
But they will never feel the damage we were dealt, uh
And even when our people screaming for some help
Can't hear us, scary news, this shit a living hell
It's soothing just to know the body is a shell
Though it hurts me just to see it's lonely in a cell
Can't imagine tar on feather and a burning smell
And they been doing this for ages with their personnel
February 26 only in 2012
Only eight years ago forces would get repelled
This a a genocide to kill my brother's brother in a car, he was sleep
Ain't no need for praying, wishing on a star
We need justice, it's just us
Praying to a God who don't hear us
They fear us
We hold the mere resemblance of a God
My eyes tearing, can't find a way to cheer me up
Light the herb, the devil's drink was in my sippy cup, uh
We all disturbed, I frankly couldn't give a fuck
About you devils, hope you burn and wear a heart of cuts
Watch 'em bleeding rather slowly, never wish 'em luck
Burn, burn
And all their ashes simply turn to dust
It don't matter, I'm just tryna hold my people up
I'm just tryna hold my people up
I'm tired, tired of the killings, fired up with anger
Justify the feelings, many died
The image, still stuck inside me
What are we to do now?
The voices getting too loud, life is just a robbery
Exercising sovereignty hypocrisy, they noose bound
Huh
In "Tired" by Navy Blue, the lyrics delve into the exhaustion and frustration felt by the artist in response to ongoing violence, injustice, and systemic oppression. The song opens with a dialogue between Navy Blue and another person, where he expresses his fatigue with the constant presence of gun violence in their surroundings. He reflects on his own experiences and emotions, addressing themes of family, loss, and the struggle for peace and protection.
Navy Blue uses vivid imagery to convey his thoughts and experiences. He references his upbringing and the impact of his father's absence, symbolized by his father's presence in the past tense and his physical absence being represented by a "glass frame break." He speaks of his frustration with gentrification, as his grandmother sits on the porch while newcomers wave, further highlighting the disparities and divisions in society. The artist also expresses his anger and disbelief at the unjust killings, calling attention to the lack of empathy and understanding from those in power.
Throughout the song, Navy Blue touches on themes of self-discovery and personal growth. He reflects on the anger he carries from his past and the challenges he faces in a world that often feels dangerous. Despite these obstacles, he finds strength and a sense of purpose within himself. He recognizes the need to protect and care for his loved ones, acknowledging the sacrifices his mother has made for him, and the importance of facing reality rather than relying on fairy tales.
Overall, "Tired" is a raw and introspective exploration of the artist's emotions, frustrations, and desire for justice and change in a society plagued by violence and inequality.
Line by Line Meaning
Hi
Greetings
Uh, you're late, I thought something might've happened to you
I was concerned about your well-being when you arrived late
Ain't nothing gonna happen to me
I am confident that nothing bad will occur to me
Tired of hearing them shooting all the time
I am exhausted from constantly hearing gunshots
What's wrong?
Is there an issue bothering you?
Nothing
There is no problem
I'm tired of this shit
I am fed up with this situation
Yeah, uh, I'm tired
Yes, I am worn out
It's Navy Blue the Truest
The artist performing this song is Navy Blue the Truest
I'm so fucking tired of this shit! Fuck this shit!
I am extremely exhausted and frustrated with this situation! I despise it!
Stupid motherfucker!
An insulting term directed at someone
Super empath, afraid it won't last
I possess a deep understanding of others' emotions, but I fear it may not endure
Til the last day, where my pops stay in the past
Until my father's final day, when he remains only in memories
Glass frame break
The shattering of a glass picture frame
Remember brother wake, it takes much more than I was given by the day, torched
Recall the funeral gathering for a deceased sibling; I require more than life has provided, feeling emotionally overwhelmed
Gentrifiers wave "Hi" my granny sitting on a porch
Wealthier newcomers greet my grandmother as she sits on the porch
My highest self is likely to report
My most elevated sense of being will probably express
Talking about your gun rights, they killing us for sport
While people discuss their rights to bear arms, others are unlawfully killing us for entertainment
All the feelings that I kept inside will rise and metamorph'
The emotions I've suppressed will resurface and transform
World peace I attest, must protect my own accord
I proclaim my desire for global harmony, but I must also safeguard myself independently
Mom and Father, only boy
My biological parents, with me being their sole son
Michael had to leave early, met him in a dream
My brother Michael passed away prematurely, but I encountered him in a dream
Most a nigga teeth hurting, mercury and peas
Many individuals experience dental pain, possibly due to mercury fillings and peas
Only reason I was smoking I was trying to find some peace
The sole justification for my smoking was my pursuit of tranquility
300 and something degrees where I'm seated, days repeat
The temperature around me exceeds 300 degrees, and each day seems to replicate
Deep seated anger, a rose grew from concrete and since I left the hanger
My anger is profound and enduring, like a rose blossoming from concrete; ever since I departed from a negative environment
Left the nest I grew some wings and all I see is danger
Once I departed from my protective upbringing, I developed a sense of vulnerability as danger surrounds me
Often walking where we sleep, my gentrifying neighbors trying to call the police on me
Frequently, I traverse the area where we reside, and my wealthier neighbors attempt to contact the police regarding my presence
I need to be prepared
I must make myself ready for potential challenges
No fairytales, I need to be and momma need you scared
There is no room for fantasies; I must become a strong individual, and my mother needs you to be cautious
That woman fed me from the beak
My mother provided for me diligently
I seen it from the peakest peak
I observed it from the highest point
Tired of the killings, fired up with anger
I am weary of the acts of violence and filled with intense fury
Justify the feelings, many died
Attempting to rationalize these emotions, as many individuals have lost their lives
The image, still stuck inside me
The graphic memory remains embedded within me
What are we to do now?
What actions should we take at this point?
When life is just a robbery and the voices getting too loud
In a world where life feels like a theft, and the voices of injustice are becoming overpowering
Exercising sovereignty hypocrisy, they noose bound
Showing false claims of authority while practicing hypocrisy, they are figuratively tied to a noose
But they will never feel the damage we were dealt, uh
However, they will never truly understand the harm inflicted upon us
And even when our people screaming for some help
Even when members of our community cry out for assistance
Can't hear us, scary news, this shit a living hell
Our pleas go unheard, and this is a terrifying truth as our reality resembles a living nightmare
It's soothing just to know the body is a shell
Finding solace in the realization that the physical body is merely a vessel
Though it hurts me just to see it's lonely in a cell
Despite causing me pain, witnessing the isolation of one's essence
Can't imagine tar on feather and a burning smell
I cannot fathom the combination of tar on feathers and the scent of burning
And they been doing this for ages with their personnel
They have been perpetuating these actions for centuries with their personnel
February 26 only in 2012
On February 26, but specifically in the year 2012
Only eight years ago forces would get repelled
Merely eight years ago, opposing forces would be resisted
This a genocide to kill my brother's brother in a car, he was sleep
This is a case of intentional mass killing, where my brother's relative was murdered while sleeping in a car
Ain't no need for praying, wishing on a star
There is no use in praying or hoping for miracles
We need justice, it's just us
We require fairness, but it seems we can only rely on ourselves
Praying to a God who don't hear us
Engaging in prayers directed to a deity who does not listen to our pleas
They fear us
They are afraid of us
We hold the mere resemblance of a God
We only possess a mere similarity to a divine entity
My eyes tearing, can't find a way to cheer me up
I am shedding tears, unable to discover a means of cheering myself up
Light the herb, the devil's drink was in my sippy cup, uh
I consume marijuana to alleviate my pain, as if the devil's elixir is in my drinking container
We all disturbed, I frankly couldn't give a fuck
We are all emotionally distressed, and honestly, I do not care
About you devils, hope you burn and wear a heart of cuts
Regarding individuals like you who bring harm, I wish for your destruction and for you to experience emotional scars
Watch 'em bleeding rather slowly, never wish 'em luck
Observing them bleed out gradually, I do not offer them any wishes of fortune
Burn, burn
Experience a fiery demise
And all their ashes simply turn to dust
Their remains will eventually turn to dust
It don't matter, I'm just tryna hold my people up
It does not matter, my primary goal is to uplift my community
I'm just tryna hold my people up
I am solely focused on supporting and uplifting my people
I'm tired, tired of the killings, fired up with anger
I am exhausted, exhausted from the acts of violence, and filled with intense fury
Justify the feelings, many died
Attempting to rationalize these emotions, as many individuals have lost their lives
The image, still stuck inside me
The graphic memory remains embedded within me
What are we to do now?
What actions should we take at this point?
The voices getting too loud, life is just a robbery
The clamor of voices becomes too overwhelming, life feels like a theft
Exercising sovereignty hypocrisy, they noose bound
Showing false claims of authority while practicing hypocrisy, they are figuratively tied to a noose
Huh
Expressing disbelief or surprise
Writer(s): Matthew Valdez, Sage Elsesser
Contributed by Joshua J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.