Get Smokes
P.O.S. Lyrics


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Get smokes/ we aint got bodegas/ we got gas stations/
choke steady/ rock/ ready for whatever pops/
Split the surface/ like machete chops/
Better lost/ quick to toss directions/
To a trash can anyway/ slash fast getaway/
Crash whatever path/ and stop/
Whether its caskets/ or gas hits last drops/
Ill stash whatever math Ive / added in a basket and / bury it/
You let em pull the wool/ Ill pull the chariot/ faster
Lungs like California raisins/
Singing some kinda blues version/ of search and destroy/
Im talking Stooges/ weathered tissue and bruises/
Iggy raw/ respect or step back/
Cute is what we aim at/ see where the flames at/
Neglect your neck/ Im on some Ichibad Crane raps/
Scared of the headless gaps in/ any audience maps/
Exactly where Ima buckle the whole frame/
Knuckles up the ruler is coming to measure/
The rudiments of your struggle by the inches/
Quit bitchin/ keep building/
Sheep sleep still/ shepherds dont peep dreams/
Reach til its real/ thoughts breach seams/
On a 59/50 clipped skull dollar bill/
Keep the uniform wrecked/ trends kill/
Necks bend still when I step/
Bend steel when I flex head/
Kneel to the next near never/
No kings ever/ nope/
Sever all that/ just rap/
Just a hair too abrasive for a nation on soft/
Dirty when the style aint/
Bringing the bomb squad density irritate/
Diggin in the crates/ full of sodium nitrate/
Burnt up my fingertips/ roofs on fire/
Fine just let me get in/ and find a warm place/ to sit/
Its fucking freezing out/
Who got a cigarette?/
Whos got an ove glove and a hard hat for me?
(All I got is)/ dirt on the jeans/ ash in the cuffs/
Scuffs/ on the skate highs/
Keep em laughing at us/ trust/
Trust that I make (knives)/ that will land in your guts/
If your touch is not welcome/
Pacified pacifist seldom/
Someone took the nook/
Keep yelling on em/
No telling whatll happen if you/
Pass the fifth/
Keep your flash pasteurized/ mines like fresh outta the tit/
Ick/ schick sharp/ shards for darts/
Promise of skill/ arms up/ guard your heart/
Freal/ high crime/ low art/
Protect your neck face- satans bride/
Sparks for the underground/ ash for the waste/
Cmon/ take down/ clowns in the/ fake crowns/
Sound the/ loud siren/ get off my island/




Doomtree crew to/ consume/ the loose silence/
Fill it to the top with the live shit

Overall Meaning

In "Get Smokes" by P.O.S., the rapper discusses the rough reality of living in low-income neighborhoods where there are no bodegas, only gas stations. The song touches on themes of survival, resilience, and resistance against oppression. P.O.S. uses imagery of violence to depict the harshness of the environment he's grown up in, referencing weapons and gangs. He also references the Stooges, an influential punk-rock group, and his lyrics reflect that same punk-rock ethos of rebellion against societal norms.


Throughout the song, P.O.S. expresses his frustration with the status quo and encourages listeners to keep pushing forward, despite the obstacles they may face. He uses metaphorical language like "slit the surface like machete chops" and "bury it" to describe his approach to dealing with problems. He also speaks about staying true to oneself and not conforming to the expectations of others, urging listeners to resist societal pressure to dress or behave a certain way.


Overall, "Get Smokes" is a powerful commentary on the struggle of living in a disadvantaged community and the determination it takes to survive and thrive. P.O.S. uses his poetic language and vivid imagery to paint a picture of a world that is both bleak and hopeful, where perseverance and resistance can make a difference.


Line by Line Meaning

Get smokes
Let's go get cigarettes


we aint got bodegas
We don't have small grocery stores in our area


we got gas stations
We have gas stations instead


choke steady
Stay calm under pressure


rock
Stay grounded and steady


ready for whatever pops
Be prepared for anything that might happen


Split the surface
Cut through the surface


like machete chops
Like a machete slicing through something


Better lost
It's better to be lost


quick to toss directions
Don't rely too much on directions


To a trash can anyway
They're not helpful and will just be thrown away


slash fast getaway
Make a fast escape


Crash whatever path
Destroy whatever is in your way


and stop
And come to a halt


Whether its caskets
No matter if it's death


or gas hits last drops
Or if we run out of gas


Ill stash whatever math Ive
I'll hide whatever I've calculated


added in a basket and
Added into a basket and


bury it/
And bury it


You let em pull the wool
Don't let them trick you


Ill pull the chariot
I'll lead the way


faster
Quicker and more efficiently


Lungs like California raisins
I have poor lungs


Singing some kinda blues version
Singing a sad song


of search and destroy/
About searching for and destroying something


Im talking Stooges/
I'm talking about The Stooges


weathered tissue and bruises/
Old and damaged tissue and bruises


Iggy raw/
Iggy Pop's raw music style


respect or step back/
Either respect or stay away


Cute is what we aim at/
We're not aiming to be cute


see where the flames at/
We're looking for the danger


Neglect your neck/
Don't take care of yourself


Im on some Ichibad Crane raps/
I'm rapping like Ichibad Crane


Scared of the headless gaps
Fearful of the gaps in the audience


in/ any audience maps/
No matter what the audience looks like


Exactly where Ima buckle the whole frame/
Exactly where I'm going to break everything


Knuckles up the ruler is coming to measure/
Prepare to fight because I'm coming to measure everything


The rudiments of your struggle by the inches/
Measure the details of your struggles


Quit bitchin/
Stop complaining


keep building/
Keep working on things


Sheep sleep still/
People who follow are inactive


shepherds dont peep dreams/
Leaders don't waste time dreaming


Reach til its real/
Keep striving until it's reality


thoughts breach seams/
Ideas break through boundaries


On a 59/50 clipped skull dollar bill/
On a hat with a flat top


Keep the uniform wrecked/
Don't conform


trends kill/
Following trends will hurt you


Necks bend still when I step/
People still pay attention when I walk in


Bend steel when I flex head/
I am strong enough to bend metal


Kneel to the next near never/
I will never submit to the next person


No kings ever/
There are no kings


nope/
Not happening


Sever all that/
Cut everything off


just rap/
Just focus on the music


Just a hair too abrasive for a nation on soft/
Our music is a bit too harsh for a soft society


Dirty when the style aint/
Our style is raw and gritty


Bringing the bomb squad density irritate/
Our music is intense and bothersome


Diggin in the crates/
Looking for old music


full of sodium nitrate/
With explosive potential


Burnt up my fingertips/
My fingers are burned


roofs on fire/
The roofs are on fire


Fine just let me get in/
Just let me inside


and find a warm place/
And find somewhere comfortable


to sit/
To take a break and sit


Its fucking freezing out/
It's extremely cold outside


Who got a cigarette?/
Does anyone have a cigarette?


Whos got an ove glove and a hard hat for me?
Who has protective gear for me?


(All I got is)/ dirt on the jeans/
All I have is dirty jeans


ash in the cuffs/
And ash on the pant cuffs


Scuffs/
And scuff marks on the shoes


on the skate highs/
On the high top skate shoes


Keep em laughing at us/
Let them laugh at us


trust/
And trust


Trust that I make (knives)/ that will land in your guts/
Trust that I am skilled at making deadly weapons


If your touch is not welcome/
If you're not welcome


Pacified pacifist seldom/
Being a peaceful person doesn't always work


Someone took the nook/
Someone took the place to hide away


Keep yelling on em/
Keep yelling at them


No telling whatll happen if you/
Who knows what will happen if you


Pass the fifth/
Drink from the bottle


Keep your flash pasteurized/
Keep things clean and safe


mines like fresh outta the tit/
Mine is like fresh milk from a woman's breast


Ick/
Gross


schick sharp/
Very sharp


shards for darts/
Sharp pieces used as weapons


Promise of skill/
I promise to be skilled


arms up/
Raise your arms


guard your heart/
Protect your feelings


Freal/
Seriously


high crime/
Illegal or dangerous activities


low art/
Low quality art


Protect your neck face- satans bride/
Protect yourself from evil


Sparks for the underground/
Creating excitement for the underground scene


ash for the waste/
Not caring about the waste created


Cmon/
Come on


take down/
Take them down


clowns in the/
Fools with


fake crowns/
Fake status symbols


Sound the/
Signal the


loud siren/
Loud warning


get off my island/
Leave my area


Doomtree crew to/
The Doomtree group will


consume/
Take over


the loose silence/
The empty, silent space


Fill it to the top with the live shit
Fill it with the best music




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