The duo came to people's attention with their first effort, the "Drop Bass" b/w "Bounce" 12" single on Emerge Music in 1999. The follow up release came in 2000 as the "All Word, No Play" vinyl single.
Shortly after the Non-Prophets singles caught a buzz Sage verbally committed to the up and coming label, Anticon for the release of his first solo album. Until Personal Journals official unveiling in 2002, Francis self-released his "Sick Of" series which included Non-Prophets material.
Around the same time Beats created his first compilation of instrumentals, Reverse Discourse. Here Joey introduces his unpaused/uninterrupted style of producing. With Sage's help the album saw the light of day on his label, Strange Famous Records.
Today, the two are established as soloists. In 2004 Sage signed to punk label, Epitaph Records. In 2005 his second solo album, A Healthy Distrust was the first of three records to come out on the Los Angeles label. That same year Joey released Indie Rock Blues on independent label, Arbeid and 24-7 Records. Rumor has it the two no longer talk and refuse to work together.
Damage
Non-Prophets Lyrics
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I'm doing damage (uh), damage (uh), damage (uh), damage (uh)
Damage (uh), damage (uh), destruction (terror), motherfucker say what?
(One) something's got to give
(Two) something's got to give
(Three) something's got to give
Arrrgghh...
Closet alcoholics anonymous, bitch, I drink alone
Nobody knows so I press on...
I go to Fugazi shows requesting minor threat songs
Drunk driving for Exxon, don't slalom the icebergs
It's smooth sailing 'til the boat bottom bites curbs
No problem, but my sight's blurred, don't serve me drinks
Because I'll write the words that make this whole world sink
I'm bitter, sweet and sour, shit, I need to shower, shit and shave
Stuck to the T.V. and completely out of it these days
I've got a CD fuck the counterfeit DJ's
Who first fronted on our vinyl then bought Bounce off Ebay
I'm sick of headwraps... They meditate on rhymes
Swing lead bats... To elevate their minds
Get back... emcees ain't fucking righteous
Craig Mack ain't never got his meat lumped like this
[Chorus]
I am a nightmare walkin', psychopath stalkin'
Natalie Portman with a blank tape in my Walkman
Talkin' to myself over instrumental cassettes
The essential steps of having graphic, telepathic mental sex
Mind fuck me or get the hell off of my head case
Suck it up or spit it out, how's that medicated bed taste?
I replaced the sheets, I love ripping off pillow cases
Breaking teeth, shoving lip glass in your little faces
Like that! "Do you like that?"
"If you had hands attached to your arms would you fight back?"
I hijacked your daughter's school bus
Dismantled ridiculous religions that supply gods that you trust
Whose plush style of living and senseless spending
Is eh-heh-heh-heh-ending
Sage Francis manages bandages on cancerous mannequins
Standing in pajamas with bananas and candid cameras
Damage (damage) you know what I'm saying
(Damage) (damage) yeah, do it with me! (Every chance I'm doing damage)
Come on y'all! (Damage) you know the damage (damage)
This music's got abusive roots, fists hit my face on rough nights
You think bruises are cute but, trick, you ain't my blood type
Some strike the wrong nerve (the way they converse is weak)
Others write with strong words (they can't build the nerve to speak)
Verbally inept except when subjects are expected
Preconceived conversation styles, "that small talk shit was written kid!"
Caught me, watch me freestyle this bowel movement
You won't hear no "ooohs" or "ahhhs" when I choose to use no vowels stupid!"
Thought I was kidding when I wasn't, bitch?
Shit is hot, plumbers unclog my toilet wearing over mitts
Your mommy thinks I'm dope... There's no pretending I'm not
Put hockey sticks in your throat... From the penalty box
Enemies jock while their girl shows athletic support
Having sex for the sport of it on basketball courts
Maintaining my composure when game night is over
And I don't strike a pose... I strike a poseur, doin' damage
[Chorus]
I quickly enter your honey dip, strip ends from your money clip
Joe beats you to death with the shit end of his ugly stick
Fighting drama queens in the white college scene
Wiping pockets clean when we make them run their shit like soccer teams
After they're chased with an axe, half of their face'll collapse
You ain't copped it when non-prophets dropped bass on wax?
Well, I'm your typical hip hop political figure
But I'm not left wing or right wing, I'm the middle finger
And Joe's a sick, demented, jaded mind reader
Who shoots the shit with a nickle-plated 9 mm
When it's time to rock shut the fuck up
I never had writer's block and Joey's never been in a production slump
(Jump, jump) it's totally worth it now
(Jump, jump) don't listen when they say it's not
(Jump, jump) it always hurts coming down
This is my house, you don't like it? Get the fuck off of my rooftop
(Yeah, yeah, cousin? Coming through your area, we're non prophets
Sage Francis on the lyrics, Joe Beats on production
And my man GJ Mek-a-Lek on the cut, bring it!)
(One) it's nothing wrong with me
(Two) it's nothing wrong with me
(Three) it's nothing wrong with me
Arrgghh...
The song "Damage" by Non-Prophets presents a frenetic, aggressive, and experimental perspective of hip-hop that tackles a range of societal and personal issues challenging the individual in everyday life. The chorus "I'm doing damage" is repeated over and over again and seems to embody the idea of that they are trying to break something, which can be the norms and stereotypes that hold people down. The lyrics describe a world that is dark, surreal, and dystopian. Sage Francis speaks about himself, his alcoholism, his anger towards pretentious hip-hop artists not sticking to their roots, and his willingness to go after what he wants in life, even if that means causing chaos. He also takes a break from describing his life and talks about breaking down societal norms by picking up the kids in a school bus and dismantling ridiculous religions that he sees as causing harm rather than positivity. The song ultimately becomes a reflection on the negative aspects of society as a whole and an anthem for those who want to tear down the status quo and cause chaos to bring real change.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm doing damage (uh), damage (uh), damage (uh), damage (uh)
I am causing harm and destruction repeatedly and without restraint
Damage (uh), damage (uh), destruction (terror), motherfucker say what?
More destruction is being done and it's causing terror, can you handle it?
(One) something's got to give
A change is necessary to resolve the current situation
(Two) something's got to give
Another change is necessary to resolve the current situation
(Three) something's got to give
Yet another change is necessary to resolve the current situation
Sage Francis is out of it, he done switched his tone
Sage Francis is not in a good state of mind and has changed his style
Closet alcoholics anonymous, bitch, I drink alone
I am an alcoholic and I drink by myself even though I am part of Alcoholics Anonymous
Nobody knows so I press on...
No one is aware of my problems so I continue to live with them
I go to Fugazi shows requesting minor threat songs
I attend concerts of one band and request songs from another band
Drunk driving for Exxon, don't slalom the icebergs
I drive while intoxicated for Exxon but try to avoid obstacles
It's smooth sailing 'til the boat bottom bites curbs
Everything is going well until a sudden and unexpected problem arises
No problem, but my sight's blurred, don't serve me drinks
There is no problem, but my vision is blurry and I do not want to be served alcohol
Because I'll write the words that make this whole world sink
If I am served alcohol, I will write lyrics that cause the downfall of the world
I'm bitter, sweet and sour, shit, I need to shower, shit and shave
I am emotionally conflicted and need to clean myself
Stuck to the T.V. and completely out of it these days
I am watching a lot of television and am completely disassociated from reality
I've got a CD fuck the counterfeit DJ's
I have a CD and do not support fake DJs
Who first fronted on our vinyl then bought Bounce off Ebay
These DJs rejected our vinyl but later purchased a different album online
I'm sick of headwraps... They meditate on rhymes
I am tired of people wearing headwraps who use meditation as a way to write rhymes
Swing lead bats... To elevate their minds
They use violence to improve their mental state
Get back... emcees ain't fucking righteous
Back away, these rappers are not morally righteous
Craig Mack ain't never got his meat lumped like this
Craig Mack has never experienced physical abuse like this before
I am a nightmare walkin', psychopath stalkin'
I am a very frightening and disturbed individual
Natalie Portman with a blank tape in my Walkman
I am listening to music on a Walkman with an empty tape, like Natalie Portman in a movie
Talkin' to myself over instrumental cassettes
I am speaking to myself while music plays in the background
The essential steps of having graphic, telepathic mental sex
I am describing the process of having a vivid imaginary sexual experience
Mind fuck me or get the hell off of my head case
Either manipulate my mind or leave me alone
Suck it up or spit it out, how's that medicated bed taste?
Deal with your problems or vomit, how does it feel to be medicated?
I replaced the sheets, I love ripping off pillow cases
I changed my bedding and enjoy tearing off pillowcases
Breaking teeth, shoving lip glass in your little faces
I am causing physical harm by breaking teeth and putting shards of glass in someone's mouth
Like that! "Do you like that?"
Do you enjoy being treated like this?
"If you had hands attached to your arms would you fight back?"
If you could defend yourself, would you?
I hijacked your daughter's school bus
I took control of your daughter's school transportation
Dismantled ridiculous religions that supply gods that you trust
I destroyed illogical religions that provide gods in which you have faith
Whose plush style of living and senseless spending
These individuals live excessively and spend without reason
Is eh-heh-heh-heh-ending
Their lifestyle is coming to an end
Sage Francis manages bandages on cancerous mannequins
Sage Francis applies bandages to fake bodies with fake diseases
Standing in pajamas with bananas and candid cameras
I am standing in my pajamas with bananas and secretly recording videos
Damage (damage) you know what I'm saying
I am causing destruction, do you understand me?
(Damage) (damage) yeah, do it with me! (Every chance I'm doing damage)
Cause destruction with me, I always seek opportunities to do so
Come on y'all! (Damage) you know the damage (damage)
Join in on the destruction, you understand how it's done
This music's got abusive roots, fists hit my face on rough nights
The origins of this music are violent, and I have been physically assaulted during difficult times
You think bruises are cute but, trick, you ain't my blood type
You may find my bruises attractive, but we are not related
Some strike the wrong nerve (the way they converse is weak)
Some people bother me by speaking poorly
Others write with strong words (they can't build the nerve to speak)
Other people write well but are unable to express themselves verbally
Verbally inept except when subjects are expected
I am not good at speaking except when the topic is familiar
"That small talk shit was written kid!"
Don't bother me with small talk, it was pre-written
Caught me, watch me freestyle this bowel movement
You found me, now watch me improvise as I defecate
You won't hear no "ooohs" or "ahhhs" when I choose to use no vowels stupid!"
I refuse to use vowels and you will not be impressed by it
Thought I was kidding when I wasn't, bitch?
Did you think I was joking when I was serious?
Shit is hot, plumbers unclog my toilet wearing over mitts
My situation is very intense, even the plumbers need protective gloves
Your mommy thinks I'm dope... There's no pretending I'm not
Your mother believes I am great, there's no denying it
Put hockey sticks in your throat... From the penalty box
I will harm you with hockey sticks from the penalty box
Enemies jock while their girl shows athletic support
My enemies admire me while their girlfriends are attracted to me
Having sex for the sport of it on basketball courts
People are having casual sex on basketball courts
Maintaining my composure when game night is over
I control my emotions when the competition is finished
And I don't strike a pose... I strike a poseur, doin' damage
I do not take pictures, but I do punish people who are frauds
I quickly enter your honey dip, strip ends from your money clip
I quickly seduce your girlfriend and take money from her wallet
Joe beats you to death with the shit end of his ugly stick
Joe is hitting you with a blunt and unattractive object until you die
Fighting drama queens in the white college scene
I am fighting people who cause unnecessary drama in college
Wiping pockets clean when we make them run their shit like soccer teams
We are stealing from people who are intimidated into giving us their possessions
After they're chased with an axe, half of their face'll collapse
After running away from us, people will suffer severe injuries and facial damage
You ain't copped it when non-prophets dropped bass on wax?
Have you not heard our album with bass-heavy tracks?
Well, I'm your typical hip hop political figure
I am a common type of political figure in hip hop culture
But I'm not left wing or right wing, I'm the middle finger
I am not politically aligned, I am opposed to the conventional system
And Joe's a sick, demented, jaded mind reader
Joe has a disturbed mentality and can predict others' thoughts
Who shoots the shit with a nickle-plated 9 mm
Joe talks casually while holding a handgun
When it's time to rock shut the fuck up
When it is time to perform, be quiet and listen
I never had writer's block and Joey's never been in a production slump
I have never had difficulty writing and Joe has never had difficulty producing music
(Jump, jump) it's totally worth it now
Taking action is completely worth the risk at this moment
(Jump, jump) don't listen when they say it's not
Ignore the negative opinions of others who say it is not worth taking action
(Jump, jump) it always hurts coming down
Remember that there will be consequences when taking action
This is my house, you don't like it? Get the fuck off of my rooftop
This is my domain and if you do not like it, leave
Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, WARP MUSIC LIMITED, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kassner Associated Publishers Ltd
Written by: ROBERT BERKELEY, STUART JOHN CRICHTON, GEORGE EVELYN HERBERT, ROBIN TAYLOR-FIRTH, CHRISTOPHER TOSNEY
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