Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette, and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high
And I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot
Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got
Cause you might get run over, or you might get shot
Never start no static, I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with my bullet proof vest
Take a small example, take a ti-ti-tip from me
Take all your money, give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got, it's within my reach
And the Sublime style still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you're going to get what you deserve
Try and test that, you're bound to get served
Love's what I got, don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin' is what I got - now remember that
Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin' is what I got...
I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same
Livin' with Louie's dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin' is what I got - now remember that
Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I got, I got...
hahahah, (here it goes)
Good evening ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to tonights presentation,
its brought to you by us,
and its non-fiction
Everybody saw
the last movie we made,
and this one called 'What's really goin wrong'
What is really, what is really goin' wrong
well what is really, what is really goin' wrong
Sublime in the place livin' up chickens creation
in 1996 to make you buy this cinematation,
this is what they, agree to show to you
it's not really the truth
but you'll believe it through and through
What is really, What is really goin' wrong
What is really, What is really goin' wrong
(space aliens sounds)
What is really, What is really Goin' wrong
What is really goin' wrong
(speed it up)
What is really, what is really goin' wrong
what is really, (what is really), What is really, what is really goin' wrong
(guitar solo)
What is really goin' wrong
What is really, what is really goin' wrong
I never thought that when I grew up I would be in a band
And travel to all the best spots in the land
I'm not here to brag or boast
I'm just here to tell you 'bout the spots that I love the most
Natural bridges on a clean west swell
Breaks over the reef like a bat out of hell
Stockton Ave. gets hollow and mean
And on a big day it works like a machine
Outside Stockton gets hot like a glove
Swift St. John's St. into Michell's Cove
Big Steamer Lane makes you wish you were a trout
When it's mackin' so hard only two dudes Paddle Out
A huge Summertime South swell hit when I'm in my hometown
In a surfside bowl is where I can be found
Or up and down the coast
(instrumantal)
Early man walked away
As modernman took control
There mind's weren't all the same
And to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
He died a counfused man
And killed himself in his own mind
(repeat)
Were only gonna die for our own arrragence,
so we might as well take our time.
(Doin' Time reprise)
I got so much trouble on my mind,
That I feel like I'm always sleeping with the enemy
But I know the real world always gets the last word
And that's why you gotta kick reality.
So don't tease me and try to say I should care.
I might as well go out for mine
'cause everybody's going out for theirs.
So don't tell me about a fake drug war
Go cut education some more
The people will one day learn and rise
Cause not everyone is out to score.
People always ask me why people are all fucked up
You guys don't know what love is.
You don't know what love is.
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues.
Until you had a love you had to lose.
You don't know what love is.
Let's see. What's happining? The sacks are filling up again here yea.
Well we can stop that thing ya know any fuckin' time we want, let's do it.
Raleigh: You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.
You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because
you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all
the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case. Supreem Court, you are not
the fucking Supreem Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
repeate mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.
Security Guard: Raleigh.
Raleigh: Yes.
Guard: This is the deal.
Raleigh: Yes, what is the deal?
Guard: You either cool it down right now...
Raleigh: Or your gonna fuckin die!
Guard: ...your outta here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this little
kid? Eh?
Guard: Your gonna go to the psyke ward.
Raleigh: Well good, that's where I wanna go.
Guard: Yea, your gonna be right there. So you better cool it down. You
better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of
this room or you are gonna go to the psyke ward. This is your last
oppertunity.
Raleigh: Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
Guard: Shut your fuckin' mouth.
Raleigh: Alright.
Guard: And don't make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you'r going
to the spyke ward.
Raleigh: Well, thats exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyke
ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here.
Your cutting into my commercial.
Guard: You understand?
Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of
here! Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star
asshole, your just a fuckin' arand boy.
Guard: Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh.
Raleigh: Good, Shut Up!
[background laughter]
Guard: Anymore out of you and your going to the psyke ward.
Raleigh: See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's
the rules Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em!
That's what I gonna do.
Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.
Raleigh: Well you've come in aginst...this is my room.
Guard: I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions
do.
Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!
Guard: Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm
gonna take your arm off.
Guard: Come on. Come on!
Raleigh: I ain't commin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you
cool it or your out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Raleigh: Try it.
Guard: Your gone dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna inforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got witnesses right now?
Raleigh: No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops
on you, you cocksucker, right now.
Guard: Good.
Raleigh: 911 - Just like that, and you will never get out of this.
Guard: Good. Come on.
Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him to
get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the psyco-tank, for
making my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And he's
trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of
shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fickin' wall. I hope you
record all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department! And
send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now get
'em over here as fast as you can please. I hope your recording this.
On the eastside, that's where I met my ramona,
"I wanna go to a party," that's what she said
Lonely - that's what I been
Here's my telephone number call me
..and to a party a house par-ty Whole lotta people jus rally-roun-me and love,
she send a message oflove
she said I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap ,BOPP BOPP.
Ramona please step back
'Cause she's my ruca, I'm barely waiting for my hina
She moved from Long Beach down to LA
Right now she selling oranges by the freeway
I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one tell me
and she said "Your not the only one, but your the best Bradly"
And know now I waiting for my ruca and I barely pulled up with my hina
I know tonite I be behind her, don't fuck around with my hina.
Sublime-Sublime Acoustic: Bradley Nowell & Friends
Marley Medley: Guava Jelly/This Train
(laughter)
Yeah...
Baby I really want to know
I think you should stop your cryin'
Use my 'kerchief to dry your eyes
You know I love you
Ruby, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly
Damsel, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
Hear me talkin' about
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train, will carry no unholy stone
That the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone
Stone that the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone
You're a builder baby
Here I am a stone
Don't mean to confuse it girl
'Cause the things you should use
Are the things we should choose
And you hear me
Hear what I say
This Train, Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train, carry no unholy
'Cause I
I just can't be sad...
Baby you look like somebody
Who do you know?
Like a rose comin' out of the foldo
All you lipstick shows
Break!
I don't make you cry
I don't even try
I just want to say I met you
It's Who You Know
See, I chose this profession, so therefore, I earn beer.
Pretty much.
Got matches?
And I'm not lyin' one fuckin' bit, either.
Are you guys musicians?
We're magicians.
What kind of music y'all play?
The kind that..I dunno.
Ask and so you shall receive.
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
Why not?
Oh well...
I don't like it, that's why.
We play rock, blues. Oh, actually, we play, uh, you know bon jovi?
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
I like a little of this kind of music.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I like jazz, blues.
Oh, jazz is great.
I'm not too into rap.
I really don't like that rap.
Rap? Rap.
I like oldies.
Some rock, some hard rock.
I even like a little mexican music.
Don't understand the shit they're sayin'.
Don't understand nuthin', but I like it.
Now, the indian music.
Now that's somethin' to trip off of!
Acid.
Because every song is like...
You'd better be trippin' pretty hard.
Uh-huh.
I'll bet you trip hard.
Acid.
Oh, he's got it goin' on.
Don't you go near ya hand...
Yeah.
Everyday.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everyday I say, oh please don't lie.
We gotta leave. I swear.
You should get a real one, man, what's your fuckin problem?
Ah-hah.
I never said I thought you were stupid either.
He ain't got nuthin' on there.
Can one of y'all spare 20 cents.
I don't even have 20 cents.
I don't even have...uh..
If I had 20 cents a dollar like you...
I'd spend the last one...
This guy's got 20 cents, I'd bet you.
My wallet's inside.
Yeah, right, c'mon. Yeah, c'mon, you got money.
Yeah, you got cash.
Yeah, we know you got money, man.
Actually, I think I have a buck.
Give her the fuckin' quarter!
We checked you out, we know you...
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
C'mon down.
One more time.
C'mon down. C'mon down.
Yeah.
Go down and see your baby now.
We love you, yeah.
When I heard the verdict the first time, I was sitting there.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Can't go in there.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't..
I immediately gave him all my money.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't.
I got another friend, he got the shit beat out of him for no reason.
You can stay here.
Hey man.
On that one.
You got a good samaritan here.
The mother-fuckers knocked on the door and arrested him for being drunk
in public.
What's goin' on?
I'm gonna break down the...
He's really, in a mental hospital, and that thing really doesn't work.
You should get a real one, man, what's you fuckin' problem.
Laaa...got a night down...
Yah.
Who's this guy?
That's Opie.
Opie.
Opie is our master.
Who's this guy?
That's Opie.
Yah.
Who's this guy?
That's Opie.
Opie.
That's Opie.
Opie.
And Opie is our master.
I am the master.
He's so smart, he's the smartest guy we know.
He created this.
Knock me out.
Master of the mother-fucker.
Wait, I have one.
Try that.
He usually doesn't speak.
Like, every 2 weeks.
He speaks in tongues.
Oh, in tounges.
He only speaks every 2 weeks.
(incoherent rambling)
Hey, y'all meet Raleigh?
This is like, speaking in tounges...
That's chapter 1, would you like to have chapter 2? You better you son of a bitch, I know the way.
Here's adventure, here's romance, here's the famous Robbin Hood of the old west.
Cisco, the sheriff, he's getting closer!
Make way Poncho, vominous.
The Cisco Kid.
Way, way, way back days, the year, 1983.
had to get a job, had to make some mon-ne-ne.
Picked up a pen and a pad, drops reality.
Never thinking that I would live to see the day I rocked my own CD.
We used to do the dance we called wobie-wobie.
Now S.T.P. 1993, so Hollywood get out my way.
My mom's words seems like yesterday, "Love Jesus, don't forget to pray."
She most have gone with the boss D.J. Right?
(Don't be too sure of that fat one. Fat one?)
Next thing you know, skinny coming with the 9mm.
'Cuz he who has the money has the authority,
and respect to the man with the oz.
(I'm pretty handy with a six gun myself)
The 808 kit is on my hitlist,
and this beat's cooking like a piped out bliss.
It wasn't hard to do, it so easy.
Because to me loops come naturally.
Mom's words seem like yesterday. (COUGH)
(What's your name? Cisco Kid. Si. Poncho's name is, Poncho.)
And now in '94 we got an S.T.P.,
a half pack of smokes, and oh yes, aunt Bea.
A fifteen pack of Old Milwaukee.
A Dalmation and a girlfriend, but I ain't got no mon-ne-ne-ne.
The 808 is within my reach,
Sublime beats are comin' straight from Long Beach.
If you think that hollywood didn't get what he deserved,
call 808 kid to get served
There's always some hombre that can't resist swapin' lead,
just to see if their faster with the six gun than Cisco is.
They'll only find out Cisco is fastest.
Well that don't stop 'em from tryin' Poncho, like Slade here,
he fancys himself as fast on the draw as a quarter-horse takin' after a stray.
What's the matter? Can't the Cisco Kid talk for himself? Is that how you
got your reputation Cisco, By havin' your partner build you up?
I make no claim to a reputation senior, and no one has to talk for me.
The Cisco Kid, heh, the kid part fits you from the way you act.
I've meet with your kind before.
You a foolish hombre if you think he will not fight you.
Your making big talk for an hombre who won't fight.
You are wrong Slade, I'll fight you any place, any time. If there is a good reason.
Well here's a fist full of reasons!
Now you two quit that.
Just as soon as I finish off this Cisco Kid.
You are the one that is finished you faggot.
Way to go Cisco. Is that a good punch?
all right you two, that's enough, let him alone Cisco.
I won't forget this Cisco, I'll take this up with you another time.
Any time hombre, I'd be glad to accommodate you.
I'll make it soon Cisco.
Shut up cash, keep your mouth shut.
Thats what I mean, Cisco, you attract trouble like a fiddler attracts a
square dance, you understand why I don't want you staying in this town?
(instrumental)
(instrumental)
Drunk driving is what I like to do.
I like drunk driving with you.
she got the eye of fatima
in the wall of his room
three bottles of tequila
three cats and a broom
he's got a fifteen year old angel
and shes all dressed in black
he's got fifteen bindles of cocaine tied up in a sack
this heres a government experiment
and were driving like hell
he gets some cowboys on acid
and you stay in motels
we gonna eat up some wide open spaces
like it was the top of the nile
the hands on the clock are going to be hear a while
and i have the eye of fatima in the wall of hotel room and cowboys on acid
i like eating chips and shitting cartoons
no one ever conquered wyoming
from the left or from the right
just stay in motel rooms stay up all night
Do you believe I would take such a thing with me
and give it to a police man?
I wouldn't do that I wouldn't do that.
If I did that would you say "Sir come down and put the charge on me"?
I wouldn't do that no I wouldn't do that.
I'm not a fool to hurt myself but I would listen to what they done to me
they were wrong they were wrong.
Give it to me one time Give it to me two times.. Give it to me, three times... Give it to me: four times...
Oh 5446 what's my number? what's my number now?
Right now somebody else has that number.
One more time 5447 what's my number? what's my number now? Right now somebody else has that number.
(babble)
Give it to me, one time, Give it to me, two times.. Give it to me, three times... Give it to me: four times...
People listen up don't stand too near
I got something that you all should hear.
All lies, all the lies she told to me
form a little part of history.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet baby's on the way.
Kiss 'em on the check and life's ok.
I don't feel, no pain. I don't have, no time
to listen to conflicting points of view.
It's a crazy world to live alone,
a ball and chain I call my own
People listen up don't stand too close
I got something that you all should know
Holy Matrimony is not for me.
Rather die alone in misery.
Because I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet baby's on the way.
Isn't that what they used to say?
With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew.
Turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
a ball and chain I call my own.
Crazy world to live alone
With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew,
turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
with a ball and chain I call my own.
Because marriage doesn't work in the world today
It's an institution that is in decay.
And if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surely find another way.
Because I was always taught boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later the sweet baby's on the way,
Kiss 'em on the check and life's ok.
I don't feel no pain, I don't have no time
to listen to conflicting points of view
I step into the great unknown,
with a ball and chain I call my own
You've got your hair permed
You've got your red dress on
Screamin that second gear was such a turn on
And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning's here
And you'll be gone before too long
Who taught you those new tricks?
Damn I shouldn't start that talk
but life is one big question when your starin at the clock
And the answers always waiting at the liquor store 40oz. to Freedom
so I take that walk.
And I know that ohhhh...I'm not goin back
Oh not going back
God knows not going back
Oh not goin
(babble)
And you look so fine when you lie it just don't show,
But I know which way the wind blows
A 40oz. to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good,
even though I feel bad
And I know that ohhhh...I'm not goin back
Oh I'm not going back
Oh God knows I'm not going back
Oh not goin
Whoa I'm not goin back
Oh not goin back
Whoa God knows I'm not goin back
(There's like a whole one left in the freezer)
Lyin' in my plastic bed,
Thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I Like lyin' naked in my bedroom.
Tyin' on the dinosaur tonight,
It used to be so cool too.
Now I've got the needle,
And I can shake,
but I can't breath.
I take it away, but I want more and more.
hide
as they bear a load
and all they said
guns came from the cops
robbin' the hood
get in our apartment
and if we live here we'll be rushin' the place
it will be all over when we get free don't fuss to fake it
when they'd bust through the roof
within they couldn't break it
and leave it alone ay
and leave it the low ey
leave it the load
and leave it all the love
leave me the load
under your radio
reople comin' over in from westside
and you really really really really shouldn't be over
people prancin' all around
because of crack cocaine out all over the
on the order of a officer
shoot!
let the dogs go!
let the diggity-dog dogs go!
let the dogs go!
let the dogs go!
let the dog dogs
let the dogs go
me people pity
thee pleople
fooled
it wasn't like bdp
they let the dogs go!
they let the dogs just go!
and all of a sudden
turned into a stage show
and it all bud was grabbin' it
and flew in the air
and everybody looked
and then they started to declare
i never seen a doggie that could get so high
and then we busted
and did it even and
oh why did we did it
'cause it was real ay
they sent me with a hospit-tital bill
it wasn't needed
like i had to get still
more flat
or even go to the ma-ma-man
i knew the tec was within' my reach
zoom
louie doggie is such a life
sweet
peep peep peep
she loved the lovin' and i
i'm learnin'
it's not so easy
to let the dogs go
now i know
there is a train coming in
it is a train coming down
he didn't even notice
and then downed 'cause sound
because he's deaf
not stupid or dumb
he's just a diggity-dig
dog runt
he limped into the middle of the track
he didn't hear the train coming going clack clack clack clack
it was an ift it was a track from the sky
it was straight to the ear
and it went out through his backside
he be livin' 'cause we ought to leap
all good doggies not gonna get no funky sleep
because they're up all night practicin'
they get how men can get macked and
oh and then oh i'm in
bust a whole
car opcomin'
There we go, there we go,
Where's that (??) at?
There we go, Eric...
Roll tape, roll tape...
Here we go! It's the one-stop shop and let's go...
So bad...
(Unintelligible)
I just keep on steppin, I just keep on steppin,
Staring straight down at the ground, Oh-oo-woah-oo!
F-C-R-E-A-T-A,
They're the type of stoopid motherfuckers that I hate,
We get up, give love, get lovin', and we don't turn
'round,
Said because of all the Kingston sound,
Ohh, spendin' in the night at the motel 6,
Where the beats run up and down,
Woah! I don't pay n'attention, I don't pay attention
I just- what goes up comes, burning down sound, aheh...
F-R-O-T-U-T-A,
Mutiply this by, the suckers that I hate,
For me, to give, to wanna love inside,
If they got,
Oh if you don't need to brag, you don't need to boast,
This is where we get the reggae the most,
from east, west, north and south, woah!
We gonna rock it from coast to coast,
oh rebel vibes, rebel vibes, rebel vibes,
clear the dancehall tonight, oh diddly-whoa!
oh rebel vibes, rebel vibes, rebel vibes,
clear the dancehall tonight, oh diddly-doh-oh
When I'm on deep on the microphone,
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oo-oo!
Oh-oh-oh-oh, god knows!
Don't need to fight,
hmmm, oh-oh-oooooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Remember that,
pick it up,
remember, hang on to that one,
that's a killer fuckin drum beat,
Wanna try a different a bass line to that Eric?
At it again,
Cuz the radio, the music sound kicks in,
Once again, upon the mic cuz ima Bradley from Sublime,
Comin' off select pick and you press rewind, oh!
(Dance sweet and I love, my little darling, and i love)
At it again, we're at it again,
Because the radio, the music sound stays in,
Once again, upon the mic cuz ima Bradley from Sublime,
Comin' off select pick and you press rewind, oh!
k, let's try ghost brothers on that one...
Woop!
Don't touch it, no touch a thing called the colors too
locos
no touch it, no touch a thing called the crack boy
no touch it, don't touch a thing called colors too
loco,
Don't touch it, don't touch a thing called the crack
whore,
Crack is dangerous, it not ok
Crack will make you, act crazy,
sell your van, sell your doggie,
you sell her girlfriend and her sweet punani,
You sell your producer, you sell your tape,
You sell everything, if you can relate,
All those people, fa-follow me,
This is the dance done from north to south,
This is the dance done from north to south,
East, west, Panama, in Costa Rica, bbdbdbdbboh,
(Unintelligible)
Oh god, it's a relief,
Oh god, it's a relief,
That's why once again my number one style,
Roll it back,
Should we use the roll of tape on that one?
I'm here again
I wanna have sex with you
Let me tell ya let me tell you
Let me tell you what I'm gonna do
I said
We start to love 100 ways
We still love you 5000 ways
But everybody wanna hear me story
That I'm gonna tell you, gonna lovin' story?
It's like I got it back
Runnin' down the road
With a pistol in your hand
Whoa, no, you are the Babylon
Come down
One of one of these days
I'm gonna leave you for
Whoa, no, oh, yeah, go down
Bring it down now, bring it now
Yeah, I want some more, I want some more
Let me know, girl, let me know
Won't you let me know
If you wanna go for a ride?
Oh, no, let me get inside
Oh, no, oh, we, love no one but me
And I'll never, never, never
I'll never set you free
Good gosh, come down, see
I need a love I can rely on
I'll give you my shoulder to cry on
Say you'll never, never, never
Love no one but me
Whoa, a little bitta soul
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down.
and there he went.
When he remembered Zion.
Oh, from the wicked
carry us away, captivity.
Require from us a song.
How can we sing King Alpha's song
in a strange land.
So let the words of our mouth
and the meditations of our heart,
be acceptable in thy sight.
Over I.
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down.
and there he went.
When he remembered Zion.
Oh, from the wicked
carry us away, captivity.
Require from us a song.
How can we sing King Alpha's song
in a strange land.
How can we sing King Alpha's song
Pass me the lazerbeam
Make me wipe off and licka them clean
Pass me the lazerbeam
Make me wipe off and licka them clean
Bud Gaugh comes with his M-16
Snow come with the AK to the 47
Lovin' the lovin' the lovin' the lovin' the dj
All over a town called LA
I woke up in the morning
I was at Ramy's pad
I looked up and saw Bud going to town
On a little fine henia that he met the night before
He knew he was the man
But he knew she was a whore
Oh yeah, they comin', they comin', they comin', with a boss dj
He took the money home and gave it to Sancho
But that's the way the money goes
Rise it up and let the talent flow
Cause give it love time and they said give it away
We went downtown to a town called LA
It was half an hour drive about driving from Long Beach
But still every time I'm feeling so out of reach
So I went down to club Lingerie
We took a big bus all the way to LA
When we stepped out all the people said
Ay we wanna drinka, drinka, drinka
Said uppa get get up on the dance floor
And lovin', lovin', make the music lovin' me
Take all the love and make it walk over me
When we got home end of the night i was sick
15 minutes later she was up up on the dick
I said lord, lord, lord make the lovin' give away
I don't have protection so I'll just make my mistake
But blue balls always take all your love away
You love and you love and you love but you one can't say
And this is how it happened to me
Went down to the clinic, positive HIV
HIV was never no friend to me
I love, I love, I leave, I leave it anyway
But oh god please I'll protect after this
Never want no music make me feel God blessed
Said I Love, I love, I love, I love, I love
I love, I love, I love, I love, I love
One DJ causing trouble
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.
Flava-Flave and I-C-E
once said something that made me
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground.
But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead,
'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat
and my shiny silver gat and if my homey my back then I got
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.
I won't slip, and I won't trip. Send Matt Vargas to regrip.
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide,
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do,
like relax and design a brand new tattoo.
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.
Have you seen that little wh*re betty?
Someone said she stole my (?)
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that f**kin' ditch pig.
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your talkin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy.
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move,
they love her for the kingston sound.
Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet,
only for one night with no repeat.
Baby you wanna leave and never go,
It's recording?
...Clock says half past one
I have no sunglasses
As I step into the sun
I know I did something
Lord what could it be
Woke up in the morning
And all my friends hate me
She got the Eye of Fatima
In the wall of his room
Three bottles of Tequila
Three cats and a broom
He got a 15-year-old angel
And she's all dressed in black
He got 15 bindles of cocaine
Tied up in a sack
This here's a government experiment
And we're drivin' like hell
We'll get some cowboys on acid
And stay in motels
We gonna eat up some wide open spaces
Like it was the top of the Nile
The hands on the clock are gonna be here
A while
An eye of Eye of Fatima
In the wall of the hotel room
And cowboys on acid
Are like Egyptian cartoons
No one ever conquered Wyoming
From the left or from the right
Just stay in the hotel room
What happened?
Wake up in the morning,
clock says half past one
I have no sunglasses
As I step into the sun
There's no recollection
of the evil things I've done
My head feels like I musta' had some fun
What happened?
Last thing I remember
I was chillin at a party
Pinching girlie's asses
I was drinking recklessly
I know I did something
Lord what could it be
Woke up in the morning
And all my friends hate me
What happened?
What I'm I doing here
Who is this girl in my bed
What is this shit on my face
My God, what is that awful smell
[Chorus]
She may be an angel
She may be a queen
She might be black, white, American, Indian or Japanese
Thru a bottle at a bouncer
Didn't think that he was cool
Pissed in someones drink
And thru a bike into a pool
Driven down the side walk
Like a drunken possessed fool
I broke every single traffic rule.
What happened?
What happened?
Let's go
On the east side that's where I met my Ramona
"I wanna go to a party", That's what she said
Lonely, that's what I've been here's my telephone number, call me
And to a party, a house party
Whole loop a people just rally around me
And love, she send a message of love
She said, "I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap"
Ramona please step back
Now she's my Ruca, I'm barely waiting for my Heina
She moved from Long Beach down to LA
Right now she's selling oranges by the freeway
I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one? Tell me
And she said, "You're not the only one, but your the best, Bradley"
Now I'm waiting for my Ruca
And I barely pulled up with my Heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her
And I barely pulled up with my Heina
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by B Dowe and Trevor McNaughton
Alright now, crucial thanks
Out to the Happoldt, Nowell and Wilson families
For their patience and support, we love ya'll
To all the players who made this possible
Thank you very much yeah, the check's in the mail
To Kelly Vargas for steppin' in there, makin' it happen
The LBP, the world famous Juice Bros
The field marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd I
Thanks out to Bad Religion and the Descendants
George Hurrly and Mike Watt, to all those flops
But only when they ain't hangin' out
To Toby dog, to Louie dog, to Matt dog
James Brown, The BSM, to Miles Davis
The Canda all night rocker
To south side part, and Cathrine, what's up, dude?
And alright, now best wishes out to Eno and Shelly
And their baby on the way
Hey, up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the Rape Man
How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs and Bob Forrest
To all those punker sluts, to Eek-A-Mouse
Tom for lettin' us practice and crash, chili part all night
PEN1, Fugazi, Rhino '59, Greek1
The last Puriah's and Naomis' hair
How about the Butthole Surfers and Frank Zappa
Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka
And all the Ziggens' around the world
To Jack, the Third, to Julia Parker
Hey, Jeff the King where's my mic stands?
Martini with his 40 oz. in hand, to Jai Dods and his son Christian
I gotta say thank you to Scum, hard as smoke and cheap as wood
To Scumette and The Vandals
How about HR? For 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect
Hey Nick Tweek, Joanne and Caroline
Hey ah, I gotta say w'sup ta fuckin' Snow
And Bam Bam and all The East Side Stoners
St.Tucko, Sean Stern, The Ken G Easly project
Steve Sepada, and ah, Richard Greco
And everyone down at Bogarts, thanks a million
I gotta say w'sup and thank you to Dave Shae and Greg A
Whom without this wouldn't be possible
Oh yeah, your mom called and said, you guys should take a nap
To Sacramento, BMD and Danny Lovitz out in Arcada.
I gotta say thank you to Diet Fade, Imagine Yellow Suns
Everyone out at Band is Dead
Kevin Swinson, Freesia, Cold Duke Train, and Wister
And ah, how could I not thank Mark Mandoo
And the One Live Crew and all the Lakewood posse
Mr.Capoo, and the Antioch posse
Especially the Johnson family, what's up Miss. J?
I gotta say what's up to Dirty Al, Jennifer Henry
And Kelly too out in San Fransisco
Lisa Johnson in Austin, Tonto, Jimmy Carl Black, M
Ah, Marcado Carebea in Austin
Thanks a lot Lee for gettin' us in out of the heat
Jimmy's in New Orleans, the Hard Backin' Gainsville, Florida
Mark Goodnight for his psycopath
Alright,we stayed at this guy's house
And, ah, when they had that murders back in like '89
A guy and a girl got hacked up in his pad and we stayed there
But ah, ya, know it was great
To Jack Tripper, even though he don't know a goddamn thing about Orlando
To Ingrid in Arcada, Rusty, Bermuda, Pete and Sara
Shannon Boil, to the Space Fish, sorry guys maybe next time
NKOTB in Costa Mesa, The O.K. Hotel in Seattle
To Joel for gettin' us that shit at Waves, we needed that man, thanks bro
To Nija Man, Tam, D'Arby Crash, Dee Boone
Alex Neeka, come visit, goddamn it
Grin, Craig Caski, Dave Cornbloom of Beth Larson
To everyone at the church of rock and roll
We gotta say w'sup to Cory and her best friend Jorji,
The Meat Puppets, Tar Babies, Kate 'n' Frank out at Zed's
Scott down at Ten Ton, every one down there at Deja, thanks
CMJ Enterprises, Molly Cantrell, Courtney Beatmon
The Mecca Park and Recreations department, fuck twenty nine palms
Hey Lisa G, what up punk? To Kenny for scarlet Inspirations
You guys don't know what love is.
You don't know what love is.
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues.
Until you had a love you had to lose.
You don't know what love is.
Let's see. What's happening? The cassetes are filling up again here yeah.
You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.
You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because
you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all
the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case. Supreme Court, you are not
the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
repeat mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.
Raleigh.
Yes.
This is the deal.
Yes, what is the deal?
You either cool it down right now...
Or your gonna fuckin die!
...your outta here.
Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this little kid? Eh?
Your gonna go to the psyche ward.
Well good, that's where I wanna go.
Yea, your gonna be right there. So you better cool it down. You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of this room or you are gonna go to the psyche ward. This is your last opportunity.
Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
Shut your fuckin' mouth.
all right .
And don't make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you'r going to the psyche ward.
Well, thats exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyke ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here. Your cutting into my commercial.
You understand?
I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star asshole, your just a fuckin' errand boy.
Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Exactly...I'm an American!
This is the last warning Raleigh.
Good, Shut Up!
Anymore out of you and your going to the psyche ward.
See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh.
Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em! That's what I gonna do.
Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.
Well you've come in against...this is my room.
I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions do.
Let's do it, go for it dude.
Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!
Go for it.
I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off.
Come on. Come on!
I ain't comin, you come.
Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you cool it or your out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Try it.
Your gone dude.
Who's gonna enforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the cops.
You got witnesses right now?
No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops on you, you cocksucker, right now.
Good.
911 - Just like that, and you will never get out of this.
Good. Come on.
I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him to
get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the psycho-tank, for
making my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And he's
trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of
shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall. I hope you
record all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department! And
send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now get
Down there at the pawn shop it's only way to shop
down there at the pawn shop if it's not in stone
down there at the pawn shop at no end, no way to shop
down there at the pawn shop what has been told
albino made of stone just remember that it's flesh and bone
so, why I'm down here at the pawn shop
down here at the pawn shop..down here at the pawn shop..down here at the pawn shop
what has been sold, not strictly made of stone
just remember that it's flesh and bone
and I have heard, flight like a bird yeah
but just remember that it's flesh and bone
so why I'm down here at the pawn shop..down here at the pawn shop
Go!...right!...huh that's right
down here at the pawn shop it's a nifty way to shop
down here at the pawn shop it's another sold
down here at the pawn shop it's enough your soul what has been sold not strictly made of stone just remember that it's flesh and bone
what has been sold not strictly sold please remember that it's flesh and bone
down here at the pawn shop..down here at the pawn shop
down here at the pawn shop..down here at the pawn shop-yop-yop
baby I really wanna know
i think you should stop your crying
heres my kerchief to dry your eyes
you know i love you
Ruby here i am
im rub it 'pon my my belly like some guava jelly
damsel here i am
im rub it 'pon my belly like some guava jelly
this train, is bound for glory,
this train, here me talking bout,
this train, is bound for glory,
this train,
this train, is bound for glory,
this train, will carry no unholy
the stone that the builder refused
shall always be the head corner stone
the stone that the builder refused
shall always be the head corner stone
your a builder baby
here i am a stone
don't mean to confuse it girl
cause the things you should use
are the things we should choose
can you hear me?
Oh in a Little District,
In a neighborhood,
People movin' swift,
Like they think they should
A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast to your lip,
And later you move and slip
And if you have to don't trip
I don't know how they manage
But believe me Mr., they do
If you ever live there,
You just listen and don't be no fool
In a Little District,
In a neighborhood,
People movin' swift,
Like they think they should
A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast from your lip,
Later you move and trip
And if you have to just slip
No one ask no question,
No one tell no lie
Listen to me people ,
The reason why
A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast to your lip,
And later you move and trip
And if you have to just slip
I don't know how they manage
But believe me, Mr., they do
If you ever live there
You just listen and don't be no fool
In a Little District,
In a neighborhood,
People movin' swift,
Like they think they should
A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast from your lip,
Legalize it, Don't criticize it
Legalize it yeah ooh, And I will advertise it.
Some call it Ganja, and some of them call it Boo!
Some call it Marijuana yeah, I still call it sod
Singers smoke it, and players of double bass too
Doctors smoke it yeah, and my mom smokes it
And I say sensamelia time ohhh
And I said sensamelia for me. x2
??????
Uhh!
Legalize it, Don't criticize it
Legalize it yeah yeah, And we will advertise it.
Doctors smoke it, Lawyers smoke it
Sound guys smoke it yeah yeah, even my dog tokes it.
Only cure for glaucoma, only cure for asthma
It's the only cure that makes me think faster
And I say sensamelia time ohhh
And I said sensamelia for me. x2
Wooooooooooooooweeee what a cruel and deadly x2
Sing along
Oooooohweeeeee
*Cough*
In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state.
But I know.
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin history
With a whole leap of style and intelligency
Yes, I know.
and I know because of KRS-ONE
Yeah, and I know
I know
Because we don't want to pay money to hear the same old sounds.
Watch him, we'll take hip-hop to a higher ground.
cause I know
(How do I know?)
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah, and I know
And I know because
And I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
And I know
And I know
All of the Dj's surely have taken a lesson
Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
A little competition comes my way
(Billy Bye)
But it always winds up the same
But "The stone that the builder refused
Shall be the head corner stone"
Ah, but there
Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Oh, all of the Dj's surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
Enough Dj's come with enough
Enough stylee
But when I bust my lyrics
We all know it's wicked and wiley
Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Oh, you better strapped with your gat if you wan' walk with me
I bound to come down with the new stylee
Rockin' rubadub known as reggae music
Gonna come down with the new lyrics
'Cause it just ain't no thing
Oh, I said it's been a real long time
Oh, but there
Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh yea
Oh yeah, rubadub blender
A new mixer, go
I am the one Dj with enough flava, it go
Here I go, here I'm come, heara the dubbed down Dj
Lord, have this grilled cheese
I mean ah, I am Jamaican but I ain't no freak
I caught the man Ino with a ten pound bag of tweak
Hold on, though we call it ghost rider
Every time we see them you fulfill the danger, woman
Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Oh, oh yea
Dreddy got a job to do
And we might fulfill the mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
But ah, we will survive in this world of competition
Using guns and our ammunition
Bo, bo, bo
Go, go, go
I won't wait so long
I said "I won't wait so long for you"
Oh, oh, yeah, ooh oh
Hard to get so much
Hmm, stop your messin' around
Ah ah, better think of your future
Ah ah, time you straighten right out
Ah ah, or you'll wind up in jail
If you grab a hold of me tell me that I'll never be set free
I'm a parasite, creep and crawl I step into the night
Two pints of booze tell me are you a badfish too, are you a badfish too?
But I ain't got no money to spend
I hope this night never end
Lord knows I'm weak
And won't somebody get me off of this reef?
Baby you're a big blue whale, grab the reef when all duck divin' fails
Swim, but I wish I never learned, water's too polluted now with germs
Dive deep when it's ten feet over head
Grab the reef underneath my bed, underneath my bed
But ain't got no quarrels with Jah
Ain't got no time to get hi-high
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef?
Ain't no quarrels with God
Got no time to get old
Lord knows I'm weak
And won't somebody get me off of this reef?
(I don't know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons, that's O-N-S,
Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Anaheim, all the windows are
busted out,... if he wants to)
April 26th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV
While I was participating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin', time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit, it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make the window drop
Finally we got our own P.A.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
(Call fire... respond mobil station. alamidos in anaheim, its uhh flaming up good...)
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been much more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It's getting harder, and harder, and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some Pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the mexican
But not for the white man
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King
It's this fucked-up situation and these fucked-up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And screamin' 1-8-7 on a mother fuckin' cop
It's ain't in the paper, it's on the wall
national guard, smoke from all around
(Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8
Temple, many subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's
house...they're trying to kill him)
Cuz' as long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal
Let it burn
Wanna let it burn, wanna let it burn
Wanna wanna let it burn
(I feel insane)
Riots on the streets of Miami
Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago
On the streets of Long Beach
In San Francisco
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
Tuskaloosa, Alabama
Cleveland, Ohio
Fountain Valley, Paramount, Vista Buelle
Eugene, Oregon
Eureka, California
Hesperia
Santa Barbara
Winnemucca, Nevada
Phoenix, Arizona
San Diego
Lakeland, Florida
fuckin' 29 Palms
(Need a unit to... structure fire and numerous subjects looting)
(Po-po)I-I don't know if you can, but can you get an owner
For 'ons'? Thats, o-n-s Junior Market
The address is 1934 East Aniheim all the windows are busted
Out and it's like a free-for-all, and, ah
The owner should meet and come down here and see if he
Can secure his business, if he wants to
Everybody
Wooo April 26, 1992
There was a riot on the streets tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your T.V
Well, I was participatin' in some anarchy
The first spot we hit it was my liqour store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashing time to retire
And then we turned that liqour store in to a structure fire
The next stop we hit it was the music shop
It only took one brick to make that window drop
Finally we got our own P.A
Where do you think I got this guitar that your hearin' today? eh
(Five-o)call fire at Delzer Super Spot
On Waldow station on Alameda East Anaheim
It's ah, flamin' up good (dispatch) 10-4 Alameda East Anaheim
Homicides, never doin' no time
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my living room's been much more comfortable
'Cause everybody in the 'hood's had it up to here
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year
Some kids went in the store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin'
Some pampers ah ah ah
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the Mexican
And not for the white man but if you look on the streets
It wasn't about Rodney King in this fucked up situation
And these fucked up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And screemin' 187 on a muther fuckin' cop
It's not in the papers it's on the wall
National Guard smoke from all around
(Dispatch) units-units be advised there's a 211 to arrest
Now 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple. 30 subjects with bats
Trying to get into this baby's house I think their trying
To kill 'em
Long as I'm alive I'm alive illegal
Let it burn wanna let it burn wanna let it burn
Wanna wanna let it burn
Don't kill it save it
Riots on the streets on Miami
Whoa riots on the streets of Chicago
Ooh on the streets of Long Beach
Ooh and San Francisco
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
Ooh Tuscamusa Alabama
Cleveland Ohio, Fountain Valley, Bear Mountain
Victorvill, Eugene Oregon
Winamuca Nevada, Phoenix Arizona, San Diego
Lakewood Florida, Fuckin' 29 palms let it burn
(One time) any units, this is 2074 a structure fire
Headed out for Austin, now were half way down the road.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Steady staring out the window.
It fells good, it fells nice, it feels like you need it.
And back out on the road is where we like to be seated.
We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style. We got half-pint style, we
got a b-boy style.
We got to put that shit together in a creative style. We put that shit
together in a creative style.
Outside on the pavement I won't feel afraid,
there's a little piece of paper saying how we walked that May.
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
No one's got fingers, I got no one to blame.
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
Society's got to me.
That's all you need!
Headed out to Houston, now where halfway out the door.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Staring out the window.
It fells good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it.
I know how females like to be treated.
A license for me and the stars up above,
And on the interstate I fell love, love, love.
And If I never realize then that's how it has to be,
And all DJs out there got to give me money.
Back out on the freeway, I won't fell sane.
Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain.
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
Blown out speakers, I got no one to blame.
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
Society's got to me.
That's all you need! Yea.
I can ??, but I won't see,
Because no one can tell you, you've got to be afraid.
We got to go back on the highway, live behind the wheel.
I aint no prophet
dont wanna cure no damn disease.
Would you marry me anyways,
if I was on my knees?
So I thought to myself,
I'm gonna marry into wealth.
Gonna take eveything shes got to offer,
and keep it for myself.
She said to me,
"I dont like what I see."
I said to her,
"I dont even know your name.."
& She said to me,
"I dont like what I see."
I said to her,
"I dont even fuckin' care."
I aint no prophet
dont wanna cure no damn disease.
Would you marry me anyways,
if I was on my knee?
I'm goin' through my time of change
In my time of need
What I want you got it
What I need is something that's not right
She said to me,
"I dont like what I see."
I said to her,
"I dont even know your name.."
& She said to me,
"I dont like what I see."
I said to her,
Is it because we got the 89 vision?
Whoa, no
And is it because it's a unanimous decision?
Whoa, no
You got yanked by your girl
Boy, you know it hurts
Now she's mine
Oh, no, nine nine
Oh, you should see what your young daughter do
She pulls upon her peaks like a Fu Man Chu
She licks upon my anus like a Louie dog
She licks upon my anus like a dirty hog
She sucks upon my butt hole
Like a motherfuckin' cripe puff puff puff
Lookin' at me like I wasn't right but
But, but she loves to suck ass
Your girlfriend oh she loves to suck ass
Oh, in 89 vision
God knows
And is it because it's a unanimous decision?
Who know?
Spirit of lord god up high, yeah
Tell me why? Tellin' me why, why not?
And after all that she loves to suck some cock
She love to suck cock, she loves to suck on the cock
She suck so much cock she almost fell off
She sucked a whole
A little after that she smoked some more cock
A little after that she smoked a little crack
She smoke so much crack that she loves to suck cock, cock
Cock, cock, cock, cock, cock, cock, cock, cock, cock, cock cock
Have you ever? Have you ever?
Have you ever seen a little porno queen?
Whoa, Ron Jeremy, yeah
Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron
Reggae music hits tracks
Simply one voice, one voice
Oh, rebel or not you make a decision
Make a decision, I've done my part
My ding ding it gets so red hey
When she sucks on my M-head, hey, ya
Do you believe I would take such a thing with me
and give it to a police man?
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that.
If I did that would you say, "Sir come down and put the charge on me"?
I wouldn't do that, no I wouldn't do that.
I'm not a fool to hurt myself, but I was innocent to what they done to me,
they were wrong, they were wrong.
Give it to me, one time,
Give it to me, two times,
Give it to me, three times,
Give it to me, four times
Oh 5446 what's my number? what's my number now?
Right now somebody else has that number.
One more time 5447 what's my number? what's my number now?
Right now somebody else has that number.
People listen up don't stand to near
I got something that you all should hear.
All lies, all the lies they've told to me
for my little part of history.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Kiss 'em on the check and lifes ok.
I don't feel, no pain. I don't have, no time
to listen to conflicting points of view.
It's a crazy world to live alone,
a ball and chain I call my own
People listen up don't stand to close
I got something that you all should know
Holy Matrimony is not for me.
Rather die alone in misery.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Isn't that what they used to say?
With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew.
Turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
a ball and chain I call my own.
Crazy world to live alone
With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew,
turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
with a ball and chain I call my own.
Because marriage doesn't work in the world today
It's an institutionthat is in decay.
And if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surely find another way.
Because I was always taught boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later the sweet babys on the way,
Kiss 'em on the check and lifes ok.
I don't feel no pain, I don't have no time
to listen to conflicting points of view
I step into the great unknown,
Janie always said I was a mess
Sorry bout that mess
I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed
Still I knew it could take it if I opened up the rhythm
I knew it could make it
I hope her parents love her
So feelin the acid on the brain
Still I got that frame I made
Her bleed yeah she wants that lovin you see
Well if you live you wanna give or get old
And if you never knew that we get old you live it up
You get old believe me when I say
It's the same shit everyday
But I got to know my place
And if you don't it smacks you in your face
I know I know her parents love her
So billyed back in 1983 what did you do for me
I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed
I knew we could make it
I only knew that the bitch would break it I hope her parents love her
So my God look at me
If he had to go I know
I know I'm barely lovin' my holy creed
You never knew that was what you need
[I don't know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons, that's
O-N-S,
Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Aneheim, all the windows are
busted out, and it's like a free-for-all in here and uh the owner should
at least come down here and see if he can secure his business, if he
wants
to...]
April 26th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV
While I was paticipating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was the liqour store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin', time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit, it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make the window drop
Finally we got our own P.A.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
(Cuz' as long as I'm alive, I'ma live ill B)
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been much more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It's getting harder, and harder, and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some Pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the mexican
But not for the white man
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King
It's this fucked-up situation and these fucked-up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And became 187 on a mother fuckin' cop
It's ain't in the paper, it's on the wall
National guard
Smoke from all around
[Any unit, any unit...]
(Homicide, never doing no time)
Give me my share, my share.
Gimme my share, I want it.
Gimme my share, I need it now, I need it now.
My share.
A wicked one who dosent wanna see me go.
Just gimme my share, I want it. Gimme my share.
But you don't want to give it to me,
you don't wanna see me go.
Gimme my share, I want it, Gimme my share.
But there is a wicked one.
[Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8
Temple, many subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's
house...they're trying to kill him]
Let it burn
Wanna let it burn, wanna let it burn
Wanna wanna let it burn
(I feel insane)
Riots on the streets if Miami
Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago
On the streets of Long Beach
In San Fransico
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
Tuskaloosa, Alabama
Cleveland, Ohio
Fountainberry, Paramount, Vista Buelle
Eugene, Oregon
Eureeka, California
Hesperia
Santa Barbara
mother fuckin' Nevada
San Diego
Lakewood, Florida
fuckin' 29 Palms
[Need a unit to... structure fire and numerous subjects looting]
[10-15 to get rid of this looter]
I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
And I swear sometimes that you're a whore
And I swear but I know there ain't no reason
'Cuz everything is such a bore
Last night I had a dream
Oh, it made me sick
Saw you in your bedroom
Suckin' someone else's dick
My friends all laughed
Said it was my fault
Said it's time
That it happened to me
But I know that the show
Was much more than a blow
So I'm waiting for the tide to get low
Waiting for the tide to get low
Lick 'em, suck, rock
Suck, like the hard way
If I was an ant crawlin' upon the wall
Tell me baby, would it make no difference at all?
If I was a roach on a tree tell me
Would you smoke me?
Bright lights put me in the trance
But it ain't house music
That makes me wanna dance word
I don't gamble but I bet
I'm gonna die if I don't get a cigarette
Just because I always play the mac
[Ooh...]
Yo’, baby, you ready to let the games begin
(Uh...uh...huh...)
[Ooh, baby]
Huh, ‘cause I’m ready
(Yeah...hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm)
Well, then mark, get set, here we go
Check it
Girl, I want you do stay
So we can play this little game we play
You go hide and I will seek
Let me be the one to make you weak [Yeah, baby]
Boy, I really wanna stay
And play that little game you play [Come on]
But you go hide and let me seek
Let me be the one to make you weak
Ah, yeah
First verse
I’m thinkin’ about you
Everyday
Got me feelin’ kinda freaky
Girl, why you wanna leave me that way
Boy, I don’t wanna leave you
So I’ll stay for a little while
But we play by my rules
‘Cause bein’ loose just ain’t my style, no, no, no, no
Girl, I want you do stay
So we can play this little game we play
You go hide and I will seek
Let me be the one to make you weak
Boy, I really wanna stay
And play that little game you play
But you go hide and let me seek
Let me be the one to make you weak
Oh, so you know ride things (Mmm, hmm)
Well, that’s cool with me
You better know what you’re doin’ (I know)
Girl, now my heart wants to believe (Woo...), come on
Talk is cheap [Yeah], let’s get right to it [Ooh, baby]
Let the fun and games begin
Boy, I’m ready to do it
Girl, I want you do stay (I wanna stay)
So we can play this little game we play (But we must play it my way)
You go hide and I will seek
Let me be the one to make you weak
Boy, I really wanna stay
And play that little game you play
But you go hide and let me seek
Let me be the one to make you weak
It’s your move, baby [It’s your move, baby]
So show me what you got [Show me what you got]
‘Cause when it’s my turn [‘Cause when it’s my turn]
The game is gonna get hot
I like what you’re sayin’
Boy, it sounds real good, real good
But are you ready for a real woman
To test your manhood
This little game that we play [Yeah, baby, it’s my game]
This little game that we play [But you gotta play by my rules]
This little game that we play [Come on]
It’s just a little game that we play [Just one lil’ game real quick, let’s go]
Baby, don’t start if you think you can’t finish
‘Cause you’re bad if you think you’re gonna win this
Give it your best shot [Yeah], give me all you’ve got [Oh]
Guarantee to make you hot [Make me hot, baby, oh]
I wanna play this game with you [I wanna play this game with you]
But don’t be no fool [Yes, I do]
You’ve gotta play by my rules
Girl, I hope you do stay
So we can play this little game we play
You go hide and I will seek
Let me be the one to make you weak
Girl, I hope you do stay
So we can play this little game we play
You go hide and I will seek
Let me be the one to make you weak
April 26th 1992 there was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you you were sittin' home watchin' your tv
While I was participating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all the alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin' time to retire
Oh tho we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit it was the music shop
It only took one brick to make the window drop
Finally we got our own p.a.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today
When we returned to the pad to unload everything,
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
it's getting harder and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
When she came out she was gettin some peppers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the mexican
But not for the white man
But if you look at the streets it wasn't about Rodney King
It's bout this fucked up situation and the fucked up police
It's about coming up and staying on top or screamin' 187
on a mofo cop
It's not written on the papers, but its written on the wall
National guard smoke from all around
Big Salty Tears
Is what I taste
As I drive
Past your house
Tonight
And all those break lights
That are in front of me
They make me
Want to get on tonight
["This is a Ziggens song by the way"]
I'm at the age where I realize
The liquor store won't bring you back
I must be gettin' old
I'm at the drive-thru
And I'm making my face
All fat fat fat fat fat
A Big Salty Tears
I'm at the age where I realize
Nothin' actually
Just do what I'm supposed to do
$2.17
Next window please please please please please
Big Salty Tears
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that
We're well qualified to
Represent
The LBC
(me)
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it
Gets
Harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad, but she tr(e)ats me like shhh
All locked down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin all over
And when she gets home
There's none left for me
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
Represent
The LBC
(me)
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party
And dance till the rhythm it gets
Harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
So take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
And what am I gunna be doin for a wife
I said I'm gunna play with myself
Show them now we've come off the self
(so what)
Summertime and the livin easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
Represent
The LBC
(me)
Me and Louie run to the party
And dance till the rhythm it
Gets
Harder
(Evil
Evil
Tension
Tension
Hold her
Water)I dont hear that
Evil ive come to tell you that she's evil
Most definitely
Evil, horny scandalous and evil
Most definitely
The tension is (getting) hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater
(ohhh me and my girl
We got a relationship
Me and my girl mmm…
We got a relationship mmm hmm..
My girl
We got a relationship
Oh oh and my girl heh
Got a relationship)
Take a tip
Take a tip
Take a ti ti ti tip from me
Bradley's on the microphone with RAS-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
Represent
Me (la la) Louie (well) everybody run
Till the rhythm it gets
Harder
(harder)
Early in the mornin'
Risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet
Got to find the reason, the reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a motherfuckin' riot
Well life is too short so love the one you got
Cuz you might get run over and you might get shot
Never had a battle with my bulletproof vest
Never start static gots to get it off my chest
Take a small example... a tip from me
Take all of your money give it off to charity-ty-ty-ty
Love's what I got, it's within my reach
The SUBLIME style still straight from Long Beach
It comes back to you your gonna get what you deserve
try and test that, you' re bound to get served
love's what I got don't start a riot
you feel it when the dance gets hot (hot)
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Well I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
hits the bottle and goes right to the rocks
Fuckin' and fightin' its all the same
Livin' with louie dogs the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me...
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
I got, I got, I got, I got...
We're not the first, I hope we're not the last
'Cause I know we're all heading for that adult crash
The time is so little, the time belongs to us
Why is everybody in such a fucking rush?
Make do with what you have
Take what you can get
Pay no mind to us
We're just a minor threat
WE'RE JUST A MINOR THREAT
Early to finish, I was late to start
I might be an adult, but I'm a minor at heart
Go to college, be a man, what's the fucking deal?
It's not how old I am, it's how old I feel
Take your time
Try not to forget
We never will
We're just a minor threat
WE'RE JUST A MINOR THREAT
its recording, the clock says half past 1
i have no sunglasses as i step into the
sun lord knows i did somethin, wut
could it be woke up in the mornin a
nd all my friends hate me, he got the
eye of fatima in the wall of the hotel
room, three botels of tequila, 3 cats
and a broom, he got a 15 year old
angel and shes all dressed in black
she got 15 bindles of cocaine tied up
in a sack, this here is a government
expirement and were drivin like hell
to get some cowboys on acid and we'll
stay in motels were gonna eat up
some wide open spaces like it was
the top of the nile the hands on the
clock are gonna be here a while an
eye of the eye of fatima in the wall
of a hotel room and cowboys on acid
are like egyption cartoons no1 ever
conquered wyoming from the left or
the right just stay in the hotel
room stay up all night
Annie's 12 years old
In two more she'll be a whore
Nobody ever told her
It's the wrong way
Don't be afraid
For your family get paid
With the quickness you'll get laid
Baby, it's the wrong way
Don't be afraid, it's a art to live
I'm gonna make it hard to live
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
Early in the mornin'
Risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet
Got to find the reason, the reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a motherfuckin' riot
Well life is too short so love the one you got
Cuz you might get run over and you might get shot
Never start static gots to get it off my chest
Never had a battle with my bulletproof vest
Take a small example... a ti-ti-tip from me
Take all of your money give it off to charity
Love's what I got, it's within my reach
The SUBLIME style still straight from Long Beach
It comes back to you your gonna get what you deserve
try and test that, you' re bound to get served
love's what I got don't start a riot
you feel it when the dance gets hot (hot)
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Well I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
hits the bottle and goes right to the rocks
Fuckin' and fightin' its all the same
Livin' with louie dogs the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me...
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
I got, I got, I got, I got...
and for fellow guitarists, if you really can't figure it out ;)
the chords are D G
Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot
Life is (too short), so love the one you got
Cause you might get runover or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity
Love is what I got
It's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You'll feel it when the dance gets hot
[CHORUS]
(That's) why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how things weren't so cool to me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I like lying naked in my bedroom, tying off that dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool.
Now I've got that needle, I can shake, but I can't breathe.
Take it away, but I want more and more.
One day I'm gonna loose the war.
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how things weren't so cool to me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I like lying naked in my bedroom, tying off that dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool.
Now I've got that needle, I can shake, and I can bleed.
Take it away, but I want more and more.
Early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man killed himself with his own mind
Early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...LET'S GO!!
Early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...LET'S GO!!
Early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...LET'S GO!!
Early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...LET'S GO!!
we're only gonna die from our own arrogance
that's why we might as well take our time
Early man walked away as modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same, to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man killed himself with his own mind
Early man walked away as modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...
LET'S GO!!
Early man walked away as modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...
LET'S GO!!
Early man walked away as modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...
LET'S GO!!
Early man walked away as modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...
LET'S GO!!
We're only gonna die from our own arrogance
That's why we might as well take our time
(Doin' Time reprise)
I live for no reason now dont you belive me.
Im just a nobody.
I sit hear thinking about life
With my wrist to my knife
please love me for me
I lie in my bed
with these wicked visons in my head
Just want to be back with you
I cry my self to sleep
and i keep my soul deep beneath
My heart only belongs to you
(TAKE TO MY MIZERY NOW)
(TAKE ME TO MY MIZERY)
-TIMES2-
(laughter)
Yeah...
Baby I really want to know
I think you should stop your cryin'
Use my 'kerchief to dry your eyes
You know I love you
Ruby, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly
Damsel, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
Hear me talkin' about
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train, will carry no unholy stone
That the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone
Stone that the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone
You're a builder baby
Here I am a stone
Don't mean to confuse it girl
'Cause the things you should use
Are the things we should choose
And you hear me
Hear what I say
This Train, Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train, carry no unholy
'Cause I
I just can't be scared...
Alright, before we get it started when we did smoke two joints
that was jack from the toys and that song rivers of Babylon
was written by Brent dowe and Trevor McNaughton. alright now,
crucial thanks out to the happolt, nowell, and wilson families for
their patience and support, we love ya'll.
to all the players who made this possible thank you very much!
yeah and the check's in the mail. to kelly vargas for steppin' in
there and makin' it happen. the lbp! the world famous juice bros.
the field marshall goodman and the man called floyd i
thanks out to bad religion,and the decsendants. george hurrly,
and mike watt to all those flops but only when they ain't hangin' out.
to toby dog-whe~whew-to louie dog, to matt dog.
james brown, the bsm, to miles davis. the canda all night rocker.
to south side part and cathrene was up dude? and, alright, now
best wishes out to eno, and shelly, and their baby on the way
hey up to jimi hendrix, to beer, the sonic lizard, the rape man.
how about bob marley, bob dobbs, and bob forrest. to all those
punker sluts. to eek-a-mouse. tom for lettin' us practice and
crashin'. chilli part all night.
pen1, fugazi, rhino '59, greek1, the last puriah's, and naomis' hair.
how about the butthole surfers, and frank zappa. aunt bea, big
drill car, bert suzanka, and all the ziggens' around the world.
to jack the third. to julia parker. hey jeff the king where's my mic
stands? martini with his forty ounce in hand. to jai dods, and his son
christian. i gotta say thank you to scum hard as smoke and cheap as
wood. to scumette, and the vandals.
how about h.r.? for 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect. hey nick tweek,
joanne, and caroline. hey ah, i gotta say w'sup ta fuckin' snow, and
bam-bam and all the east side stoners. st. tucko, sean stern, the
ken g.easly project, steve sepada, and ah, richard gecco, and everyone
down at bogarts. thanks a million. i gotta say w'sup and thank you to,
dave shae, and greg a. with out them this wouldn't be possible. oh yeah,
your mom called and said you guys should take a nap! to sacramento,
bmd, and danny lovitz out in arcada. i gotta say thank you to diet fade,
imagine yellow suns. every one out at band is dead.
kevin swinson, freesia,cold duke train, and wister, and ah, how could i
not thank mark mandoo, and the one live crew, and all the lakewood posse.
mr.capoo, and the antioch posse. especally the johnson family, w'sup miss j?
i gotta say w'sup to dirty al, jennifer henry, and kelly too. out in san fransico,
lisa johnson in austin. tonto, jimmy carl black, m,ah, marcado carebea in austin.
thanks alot lee for gettin' us in out of the heat jimmy's in new orleans, the hard
backin gainsville florida. mark goodnight for his psycopath.
alright,we stayed at this guy's house, and,ah, when they had that murders back
in like, eighty-nine. a guy and a girl got hacked up in his pad and we stayed
there but ah, ya know it was great. to jack tripper even though he don't know
a goddamn thing about orlando. to ingred in arcada, rusty, bermuda pete, and sara,
shannon boil. to the space fish, sorry guys maybe next time. nkotb in costa
mesa. the o.k. hotel in seattle. to joel for gettin' us that shit at waves we
needed that man, thanks bro.
to nija man, tam, d'arby crash, dee boone, alex neeka come visit
goddamn it! grin, craig caski, dave cornbloom of beth larson,
to everyone at the church of rock and roll.
we gotta say w'sup to cory, and her best friend jorji,
the meat puppets, tar babies, kate 'n frank out at zed's,
scott down at ten ton, every one down there at deja, thanks.
cmj enterprises, molly cantell, courtney beatmon, the mecca park
and recreations department, fuck twenty nine palms! hey lisa g.
what up punk? To Kenny for scarlet inspirations, to bus face, the soup like and the manage......
I can't believe the news today,
I can't close my eyes an make it go away.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? Tonight we can be as one.
Broken bottles under children's feet,
Body's strewn across a dead end street,
But I won't heed the battle call,
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
And the battle's just begun,
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within aur hearts,
And mother's children, brothers, sisters torn apart.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? Tonight we can be as one.
Tonight, tonight.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
And it's true we are immun,
When fact is fiction and T.V. is reality,
And today the million cry,
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die.
The real battle just begun.
To claim the victory Jesus won,
On a Sunday, Bloody Sunday,
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that
we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it
gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad, but she trats me like shhh
All locked down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin all over
and when she gets home
there's none left for me
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party
and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
ba da ba bye bye
So take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
And what am I gunna be doin for a wife
I said I'm gunna play with myself
Show them now we've come off the self
Summertime and the livin easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party
and dance till the rhythm it
gets
harder
Evil
Evil
Tension
Tension
Hold her
Water
Evil come to tell you that she's evil
most definitrly
Evil, horny scandalous and evil
most definitely
The tension is growing hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with RAS-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
Me and Louie everybody run to the party
and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
Every day I love her just a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more
Everyday I love her just a little bit more
and she loves me the same
Every day I love her just a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more
Everyday I love her just a little bit more
and she loves me the same
So baby if you wanna get low
Baby if you wanna get high
It makes no sense at all
I saw red, I saw red, I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead
Everyday I wake up just a little bit more
Feelin' like a dog out in the yard
Is that's just how we are
Everyday I wonder if it's over
When I wake up realizin' that we hate
And break down the walls
You say it's black, I don't believe you
I say it's white, you say I'm tryin to deceive you
I'm aware of the high and the low,
I'd be waiting for you in the middle
But I just lack control
Baby if you wanna get low
Baby if you wanna get high
It makes no sense at all
I saw red, I saw red, I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead
Girls, don't go crazy,
Oh girls, don't go crazy,
Oh girls, don't go crazy when the men use you...
...know
Oh, woman hold your man tight
If it makes you feel right, it's your own life
WRAFFF...
On the eastside, that's where I met my ramona,
I wanna go to a party that's what she said
Lonely that's what I been,
Here's my telephone number call me
.and to a party a 'house party'
Whole lotta people jus rally-roun-me and love,she send a message of love
she said I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap ,bopp bopp.
Ramona please step back
'cause she's my ruca I'm barely waiting for my hina
She moved from Long Beach down to LA
Right now she selling oranges by the freeway
I wanna know Ramona I'am I the only one tell me and she
said ' Your not the only one, but your the best Bradly
And know now I waiting for my ruca and I barely pulled up with my hina
I know tonite I be behind her, don't fuck around with my hina.
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.
Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
O-verride
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.
Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
One...
Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'
Keep those doggies rollin'
Rollin' Rollin' Rollin' Rawhide!
Hell-bent for leather
Windy rain or weather
Wishin' my girl was by my side.
Oh, vittles, love, and kissin'
Is what I'll be missin',
'Til I reach the end of the ride
So head 'em up, head 'em out,
Head 'em up, move 'em out,
Head 'em up, head 'em out Rawhide
Ride 'em in, let 'em out,
Ride 'em in, cut 'em out,
Ride 'em in Rawhide!
C'mon, step here
Movin', movin', movin'
Keep those doggies movin'
Movin', movin'....
Hmmmmmm
Don't try to understand 'em
Just rope, spur, and brand 'em
and I'm through, gonna fuck with you,
then I say what the fuck with you?
And I'm out for the nine-duce niggas.
comin' with, this is nine-tre, still bad ass lynchin'
muthafuckin' Q-Ball and my nigga Brad,
with the funky reggae style, check it out.
Bad ass, comin' once again, I'ma shock ya,
Don't try to step, cuz I'm the rocka.
Listen I'm the nigga, bad ass on the cut.
Don't try to step, I'll shoot your ass, I'll go nuts.
Steppin' is his strength, Q-Ball got somthin' to say,
he's up next, white chowder don't play.
I come too dope, I'm kickin' the cash.
Because I clash, I gash.
The buck-shots hit your ass when you duck.
We took this trip to garden grove
smelt like lou dog inside the van (oh yea)
This aint no funky ragae party
5 dollars at the door
it gets so real some times
who wrote my ryhme
I got the Microwave got the vcr
i gots the deuce-duece in the trunk of my car( oh yea)
if you only knew all the love that ive found
its hard to kepp my soul off the ground
your a fool
dont fuck around with my dog
all that i can see i steal
i fill up my garage
music from jamica all the love that ive found
the lovin thats the reason why my souls unfound
Its you!
its that shit stuck under my shoe
its that smell inside the van
its my bed sheet covered with sand
sittin through a shity (not sure)
gettin dog shit on my hand
gettin haseled by the man
makeing up u when im wrong
sticking
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
we remember all the things about back when we used to sit
and talk about all the girls that we had in the basement down at my house
grandma upstairs but you know we didnt ever care
over over serving the hits that we would play
lets become big is what what we would pray
and they would mingle with the good songs that we made
write enough of them and well market just got to pay
and good friends we had and good friends we lost
and they were young across so now the pain will last all day
but thats allright cuz listen up and now im gonna say
in this bright future you cant forget your past cuz it wont last yea
so dry your tears and now i say to all the men that had to lead the way
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
hold up hold up
say now remember when we used to rock better be jumpin and pickin away the 'tar
in the basement down at my house gotta make a play to keep on top a list of who got laid
and then k1 would strive to make the band alive
and he could do it to
jumpin to rock the mic so we could burn on through the nite
comin up on the one now get a sit to get the job done
and then we would look who to the fighter with the courageos left hook
im caught upon a fret so we can get our due
me and the kid will be layin the fattest tracks that you ever knew
up up up up and away my super dreams on the wind of sellin out today
and i dont give a damn about the music biz
im just writin my songs and what im tellin you is
everythings gonna be alright
and everythings gonna be alright
marijuanas in the house tonite
and everythings gonna be alright
everythings gonna be alright now
and everythings gonna be alright
we come alive in the house tonite
and everythings gonna be alright
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
lemme say about that baby
if you got no woman then youve got no brothas
and my heart is gonna tell me to wave byebye
and if i never had wanted a woman i wouldnt be havin one to me
if i had it again i would tell you what i please
and i take em round and i take em down
now im thinkin of gettin possession we got now the morn
and i got the ones that dont love me
i wanted a woman with me
but you dont care cuz we are free
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
no woman no cry
put that in your pipe and smoke it
The time has come to reach a new realization 'tween me and you
Time to clear the rumors, sensations, and things that just are untrue
Well I thought I heard you behind me with a knife straight for my back
It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of living
Although I might not be on the right track
Oh, thought I might drown but it's hard to keep good man down
Downtown's where you'll find me, through some ill gotten' hand
Although I never listen girl, I damn well understand
And you think, I'm so damn feeble
I can't see through your lies, you're just a crock of shit
With a pretty smile, and I refuse to compromise
Oh, don't give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load
You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can found in a lie
Maybe some grain of inspiration, for song that's deep inside
Oh, tears running down your face, just screaming look me in the eye
Well I'm looking straight at your twisted face
And it's enough to make me cry
Oh, passions there for those who want to
Pay the price of loving you in more ways than one
Wrapped around your finger but I think my time has come
But I never can be too sure, 'cause I like to have a little fun
Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun
(laughter)
Yeah...
Baby I really want to know
I think you should stop your cryin'
Use my 'kerchief to dry your eyes
You know I love you
Ruby, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly
Damsel, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
Hear me talkin' about
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train, will carry no unholy stone
That the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone
Stone that the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone
You're a builder baby
Here I am a stone
Don't mean to confuse it girl
'Cause the things you should use
Are the things we should choose
And you hear me
Hear what I say
This Train, Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train, carry no unholy
'Cause I
I just can't be scared...
I got a hundred and ninety-six different kind of oil cans. The electric
toasters. There isn't a thing in here that wasn't one time or another used
My little dog ran away the other day
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
I can't beleive my little dog lou dog
ran away
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
he packed his bags and got into a hot air ballon
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
the day
that was the day that lou dog
sailed off to the moon
In school they never taught bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammed or the welfare state.
But I know.
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Because he's droppin science, droppin history
With a whole leap of style and intelligency
Yes, I know.
I know because of KRS-ONE
Yeah, and I know
I know because of KRS-ONE.
Because we don't want to pay money to hear the same old sounds.
Watch him he'll take hip-hop to a higher ground.
And I know
(How do I know?)
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah, and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
And I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
And I know
And I know
school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak
elijah mohammed or the welfare state
but i know, and i know because of krs one
yeah and i know, and i know because of krs one
because hes droppin, droppin, droppin science, droppin history
with a whole leap of style and intellegency
yes i know, and i know because of krs one
yeah and i know, and i know
and i dont want to pay no money-fee for the same old sound
watch him will take hip hop to a higher ground
cause i know
how do i know?
and i know because of krs one
yeah i and i know because of krs one
and i know because....
"you must learn! "
and i know, and i know because of krs one
and i know, and i know
My little dog, ran away the other day
yea yea, yea yea, yea yea,yea yea.
I cant believe my little dog Lou Dog, ran away
yea yea, yea yea, yea yea, yea yea
He packed his bags, got into a hotair ballon
yea yea, yea yea, yea yea, yea yea
And then my little dog, Lou Dog,
Sailed off to the moon
yea yea, yea yea, yea yea, yea yea
THE DAY! THE DAY!
Raging, swirling, getting inside I feel like I'm going to break
Bright sun, sinking low
I never feel afraid to let emotions show
I did, now take a look at me
I had a close brush before your destiny
People I am gonna be victims of
My stories, tales, lies and exaggerations
I'm gonna when you're living life like you should
You gotta take a bow to the people you know
I said lie, for me
Lying under a process tree
Oh engrossing in my brain
Feeling like I'm going a little insane
Oh close inside feels like I'm going insane
Red lights are sinking low
I grab another beer because it's time to go
I feel my head burst, I head out to the car
And I pray to Jesus Christ but you won't get too far
I say uh, headlights and uh second gear
I run the road of life to escape the things you fear
I said that you might, that you might find a better way
To justify the evil things that you say
Ah help me please, ah help me please
Because I'm falling upon my knees
I said, I said falling down, to my knees
Pray to the Lord up above
Help me, I'm falling down
Feeling now the cold, cold, cold hard ground
Haunting faces, moving lights
I'm the party boy tonight
Pound it hard, you're gonna pound it again
But please just do not bump up my friend
'Cause it feels alright gonna push him around
But I can't be taken for no clown
Because when I am on the ground I cry
Oh, don't stop
Oh cool and easy
Oh no cool and easy
To the sweet reggae music, oh yo
Feels so nice, sweet reggae music
Baby you look like somebody
Who do you know?
Like a rose comin' out of the foldo
All you lipstick shows
Break!
I don't make you cry
I don't even try
I just want to say I met you
It's Who You Know
Who is this super hero? sarge? NO!
Rosemary the telephone operator? No way man!
Henry the mild mannered janitor? COULD BE!
Hong kong phooey, number one super guy.
Hong kong phooey, quicker than the human eye.
Oh, hes got style, a groovy smile, a bite that just won't stop.
When the going gets rough, hes super tough
With the hong kong phooey chop.
Hong kong phooey, number one super guy,
Hong kong phooey, oh he's quicker than the human eye.
hom chicky bomb chicky dong
diddly dong diddly dong dong bow wow wow
(pick it up pick it up pick it up)
Repeat
Gwarn!
Wake up in the in the mornin' and it's hard to live.
Hard to live, yes it's hard to live
And it will be a long time before that shit starts to give.
And every single day it's getting harder to live.
But I would be up for being down with a ho.
Lord knows that i got mic control, do you got mic control?
Ya no dis this stylee when ours is original.
This man, makin' money how I know, won't be no man of me.
In my bed I watch TV.
I'm drunk by noon, but that's OK.
I'll be President some day.
Light my cigarette, and I think,
Burt Suzanka made me drink.
Load the box and I'll pump that shit.
Got my (It's the Ziggens) greatest hits
Got my (It's the Ziggens) greatest hits
Is this band making money? I don't know.
It's the writing on the wall.
All my friends drink alcohol.
I'm too drunk to light the bong.
I'm too stoned to write this song.
Light my cigarette, and I think,
Burt Suzanka made me drink.
We took this trip to garden grove
It smelt like Lou in the van, oh yah
This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhymes
I got the microwave got the vcr
I got the duece duece in the trunk of my car oh yah
If you only knew that all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
Your a fool don't fuck around with my dog
All I can see I steal
My folks don't understand
But my mind music from Jamaica
All the love that I found, pull over there's a reason why my soul is unsound
It's you it's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway
Feeling depressed every day
Leaving without making a sound
Pickin up my dog at the pound
Livin in a tweeker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Actin happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
They're waiting for you
Crazy, crazy
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool
If she thinks that she
Gonna dispose my world
Gotta-be-a crazy, crazy, crazy,
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool
My love for you,
Was oh, so strong
We went together,
For oh, so long
I might have complained about this misery, yeah
Is this the way,
this's supposed to be? ('Spossed to be now)
Foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Foolish... girl
Oh foolish, foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Cra--zy girl
If she thinks that she
Is gonna take you from me
Gotta be a...
Crazy, crazy, crazy,
Cra--zy fool
Cra----zy fool
Why must we fight with each other
Why must we lie around in vain?
Do we truly hate our brothers?
Or is it just that it's so hard to take?
Keep going lower lower lower
Movin' tryin' to be a star star star
Appreciate the reggae reggae reggae
Fighting blindly through the paper of lies
Fighting blindly through the paper of lies
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Keep on skankin' Ronnie
Skank the night away
But the time is coming
From under that great stone got to move
From under that great stone gots to remove
From under that great stone
Stone of babylon
From under that great stone got to remove
Real real real
That's so real to me
I love him
Because he leads me to victory
Many people doubt him
But I can't live without him
Just because I love him so
He's so real to me
It shall be done
All of my troubles and triumphs
When I get over
Over on the other side
I'm gonna shake my hands with me elders
I'm gonna tell all the people good morning
I'm gonna tell all the telephone chalace
That I will
Oh ain't got no style and ain't got no fashion
Elementary
Ain't got that style and ain't got no fashion
Walkin' down with your dreads
The doctor love you so well...
Now that you're dead
Oh it's war upon the East
War upon the South
War upon the North this is what it's all about
You can see when they're coming and going
So I start walkin'
Night and day I'm walkin'
Over on the other side
From under that great stone gots to move
drunk driving is what i like to do i like drunk driving with you
You know whats taking place?
Check this out
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion for the borderline
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion for the borderline hey
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it
gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like shhh
All locked down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin all over and when she gets home there's none left
for me
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it
gets
harder
When the music hits you shall feel no pain
Take a spliff of sensemillia make it run through your brain
Me and Sublime we sound 1 - the same
Two lions into the jungle that they just can't tame
So bring all your people
And bring it
You better take your lovin and fling it
You better bring your lovin home
Come and love your maximo
24/7 say me can't sink so low
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
So take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
And what am I gunna be doin for a wife
I said I'm gunna play with myself
Show them now we've come off the shelf
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it
gets
harder
Evil
Evil
Tension
Tension
Hold her
Water
Evil come to tell you that she's evil most definitely
Evil, ornry scandalous and evil most definitely
The tension is growing hotter I'd like to hold her head underwater
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie everybody run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
This is Sublime
This is Sublime
I'm a lion
I don't practice Santeria,
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I,
I spent it all
If I could find that Heina
And that Sancho that she's found
well I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know, my baby
what I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed, oh, oh
My soul will have to wait 'til I get back
Find a Heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
And I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it up oh, yeah- huh, well, I swear that I
What I really wanna know, my baby
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love, make go my soul will have to...
Instrumental
Ooh, what I really wanna say, my baby
What I really wanna say is I've got mine
And I'll make it, yes I'm goin up
Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He'd best go run and hide,
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk ass!
What I really wanna know, my baby
Oooh, what I really wanna say is there's just one
Way back and I'll make it, yeah
My soul will have to wait.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Some folks say that smokin herb is a crime
if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
Insufferable Informable Crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
and in the evenin we try to jam
we like the music loud in this here band
we let the bass and drop as loud as we can stand
somebody always gotta turn informer for the man
i wanna know,know right now
is there one of you in the crowd
are you gonna call 911
and spoil all of my fun
you cra-zy fools
Im the mooood
are you ready
Im in the moood
come on now ya(x2)
come on
and load up the bong
crank up the sound
let the informer call 911 (x2)
and when securities police force arrive
dont try to run dont try to hide
just pull out the 9 , pop in the clip
and let one slip
into these cra-zy fools
Im in the mood
are you ready
Im in the mood com on now ya(x2)
and in the evenin we try to jam
we like the music loud in this here van
oh i wanna know now
i wanna know know right now
are you willin are you willin and able
oooohhh like these cra-zy fools
some folks say that smokin herb is a crime
and if they catch u somkin their bound to drop the dime
Insufferable Informable Crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for u to break the rules
Im in the mood
get ready
Im in the mood come on now ya(x4)
I don't wanna go and party
I don't wanna shoot the pier
I don't wanna take the doggie out for a walk
I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer
I don't wanna do a bong load and go and wrench on the car
I don't wanna go and hose the dogshit down
Cause i ain't even gonna get out of bed
Keep on skankin' ronnie skank the night away
But the time is comin' for us all to pay
I don't wanna watch no porno
I don't wanna play guitar
I don't wanna spank the monkey
I don't wanna go down to the corner bar
Ain't even got to listen to all the stupid shit you got to say
I don't wanna do a god damn thing
I ain't gonna make my bed today
I don't wanna eat burritos or read about o.j.
People listen up don’t stand to near
I got something that you all should hear.
All lies, all the lies she told to me
Make a litte part of history.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
Fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Kiss ’em on the check and lifes ok.
I don’t feel, no pain. I don’t have, no time
To listen to conflicting points of view.
It’s a crazy world to live alone,
A ball and chain I call my own
People listen up don’t stand to close
I got something that you all should know
Holy matrimony is not for me.
Rather die alone in misery.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
Fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Isn’t that what they used to say?
With a girl that you knew,
And the bonds that we grew.
Turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
A ball and chain I call my own.
Crazy world to live alone
With a girl that you knew,
And the bonds that we grew,
Turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
With a ball and chain I call my own.
Because marriage doesn’t work in the world today
It’s an instiution that is in decay.
And if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surely find another way.
Because I was always taught boy meets girl,
Fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later the sweet babys on the way,
Kiss ’em on the check and lifes ok.
I don’t feel no pain, I don’t have no time
To listen to conflicting points of view
I step into the great unknown,
With a ball and chain I call my own
Do you believe I would take such a thing with me,
And give it to a police man?
I wouldn't do that, mmhmm
I wouldn't do that
If I did that would you say,
'Sir, come down and put the charge on me?'
I wouldn't do that, oohhh
I wouldn't do that
I'm not a fool to hurt myself,
But I was innocent to what they done to me.
They were wrong, they were wrong
But give it to me one time (Ohh give it to me,yeah!)
Give it to me - two times (1, 2)
Give it to me three times (1, 2, 3)
Give it to me four times (1, 2, 3, 4)
Oh, 54, 46, what is my number?
What is my number now?
Right now, somebody else has that number
One more time
54, 47, what is my number?
What is my number now?
Right now, somebody else has that number
Ohhhh
Say boom, say, one go with him up, yes
Say boom, say, want keep him, keep him on his back, say
Say boom, say, me want to take off her dress, huh
Say boom, say, I've kissed and caressed
'Cause we're jillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night,
We're jillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night, buds
Hear the dogs, hear the beat, in the dog pound,
DJ, 'Lord have his grilled cheese'
Some jealous punk,
Snuck up around my back,
Tried to take the lovin' over me
Lord I got into a fist fight,
And wound up in jail all night
Give it to me one time (Ohh yes, ooh my pussy)
Give it to me - two times (1, 2)
Give it to me three time (1, 2, 3)
Give it to me four time (1, 2, 3, 4)
People listen up,
Don't stand to near
I've got somthin' that you all should hear
All lies,
All the lies they told to me,
Form a little part of history
I was always taught boy meets girl,
Fall in love get married and forget the world
Nine months later, thus sweet baby's on the way
Kiss 'em on the cheek and life's okay
I don't feel no pain
I don't have no time
To listen to conflicting points of view, oh
It's a crazy world to live alone
A ball and chain I call my own
A ba na na na na
Whooo
People listen up,
Don't stand to close
I've got somethin' that you all should know
Holy matrimony is not for me,
I'd rather die alone in misery
Because I was always taught boy meets girl,
Fall in love get married and forget the world
Nine months later, thus sweet baby's on the way
Isn't that what they used to say?
With a girl that you knew,
And the bonds that we grew,
Turned into a ball and chain, mmm.
I step into the great unknown
On a ball and chain I call my own
A ba na na na na
Whooo
crazy world to live alone
Ba ba da ba ba ba da da
Ba na na na na na na na na na na
Ah, ba da da da ba da
Ba na na na na na na na na na
Ba ba da ba ba ba da da
Ba na na na na na na na na na
Mmmmm mmm
With a girl that you knew
And the bonds that we grew
Turned into a ball and chain, ohh
I step into the great unknown,
On a ball and chain I call my own, huh, huh
Because marriage doesn't work in the world today,
It's an institution that is in decay
And if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surley find another way
Because I was always taught that boy meets girl,
Fall in love get married and forget the world
Nine months later the sweet baby's on the way
Kiss 'em on the cheek and life's okay
I don't feel no pain
I don't have no time
To listen to conflicting points of view, whoa
I step into the great unknown,
On a ball and chain I call my own
A ba na na na na na
Whoooo
"Rivers of Babylon"
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.
Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
O-verride
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.
Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
mucho gusto me llamo bradley i'm hornier than ron jeremy
and if you wanna get popped in your knee
just wipe that look off your bati face
you hate me cause i got what you need
a pretty little daughter that we call mixie
if you wanna get beat physically
it will be over in a minute
so she told me to come over and i took that trip
and then she took out my mushroom tip
and when it came out it went drip drip drip
i didn't even kow she had the g.i. joe kung fu grip
and it went uuh and the girl caress me down
uhh that's the lovin' sound
when i kiss mixie it makes me feel horny
cause i'm the type of lover with the sensitivity
when she kiss my neck and tickle my fancy
she give me the right kind of love on sunday morning
On the other side is where I used to live
with my girlfriend named Mixie
and her sister, if she wants me
and now we have a babe
her parents, her parents tried to kill me
but they did not get too far
a little later I had to come back
with a fuckload of money
cuz you know I'm a star
I went to Costa Rica to eat
I was to practice with the race cuz they know who we are
yeah you didn't tell the story and I bet you never will
you must be a fucker if you're still standing still
(chorus)
I like my reggae
I like punk rock
but the thing I like most is pussy
in the water in the air if you know who you are
with the water, in the air begin to yell
don't be afraid, I'm your papi
take your underwear and send them
to me
get up, get up, you have to shout
get up, get up, you have to dance
(chorus)
and the girls carressed me down
and that's the lovin'sound
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how things weren't so cool to me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I like lying naked in my bedroom, tying on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool.
Now I got the needle, and I can shake, but I can't breathe.
I take it away, but I want more and more.
You got your hair permed you got your red dress on
Screamin' that second gear was such a turn on
And the fog forming on my window
Tells me that the mornings here and you'll be gone before too long
Who taught you those new tricks?
Damn, I shouldn't start that talk
But life is one big question, when your starin' at the clock
And the answers always waiting at the liquor store
40oz to freedom, so I take that walk
And I know that oohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, not going back ohh, God knows
I'm not going back ohh, not goin'
Hey man, anyone wanna make a run down to am/pm with me?
It's like quarter-to right
Now bro, shit, can you like, loan me like, a buck or two dude?
Jai said he was gonna be
Here around 2:00 I haven't even seen him, just totally broke
Man owes me twenty bucks man, get over it, fuck, sorry
I'm not dealin' with that fuckin' Chinese no more
Take those bottles back Eric?
And you look so fine when you lie, it just don't show
But I know which way the wind blows
A 40oz to freedom is the only chance I have
To feel good even though I feel bad
And I know that oohh I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back, ohh, God knows
I'm not going back ohh, I'm not goin'
And I know that oohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back, ohh, God knows
I'm not going back, ohh, I'm not goin'
mucho gusto me llamo bradley i'm hornier than ron jeremy
and if you wanna get popped in your knee
just wipe that look off your bati face
you hate me cause i got what you need
a pretty little daughter that we call mixie
if you wanna get beat physically
it will be over in a minute
so she told me to come over and i took that trip
and then she took out my mushroom tip
and when it came out it went drip drip drip
i didn't even kow she had the g.i. joe kung fu grip
and it went uuh and the girl caress me down
uhh that's the lovin' sound
when i kiss mixie it makes me feel horny
cause i'm the type of lover with the sensitivity
when she kiss my neck and tickle my fancy
she give me the right kind of love on sunday morning
En el otro lado es donde vivm (On the other side is where I used to
live)
con mijita que se llama Mixie (with my girlfriend named Mixie)
y su hermana si me quiere (and her sister, if she wants me)
y ahorita tenemos un bebi (and now we have a babe)
sus padres sus padres me trataron matar (her parents, her parents tried
kill me)
but they did not get too far (but they did not get too far)
un poco despuis tuve que regresar (a little later I had to come back)
con un chingo de dinero cuz you know I'm a star (with a fuckload of
money
cuz you know I'm a star)
yo fui a Costa Rica para comar (I went to Costa Rica to eat)
estuve a practicaba con la raza cuz they know who we are (I was to
practice with the race cuz they know who we are)
sm no le dis cuenta and I bet you never will (yeah you didn't tell the
story and I bet you never will)
you must be a muqeca if you're still standing still (you must be a
fucker
if you're still standing still)
(chorus)
Me gusta mi reggae (I like my reggae)
Me gusta punk rock (I like punk rock)
pero la cosa que me gusta mas es panochinta (but the thing I like most
pussy)
En el agua en el aire if you know who you are (in the water in the air
you know who you are)
Con el agua en el aire empieza a gritar (with the water, in the air
begin
to yell)
no tenga miedo, I'm your papi (don't be afraid, I'm your papi)
take your chones y los manden a mm (take your underwear and send them
to me)
levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar (get up, get up, you have to shout)
levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar (get up, get up, you have to dance)
(chorus)
and the girls carressed me down
and that's the lovin'sound
Submited by: Nathan Wilson
too many stars
take all for granted
let me tell you one thing now
they keep on dreaming
they feel alive
they're feeling so proud
how on earth can they survive?
let me know in time
let me know in time...
let me know in time...
let me know in time...
never look, never look behind
dont u know theres nuthing to find
never walk, never walk away
tommorrow there'll be another day
too many stars
take all for granted
let me tell you one thing now
they keep on dreaming
they feel alive
they're feeling so proud
how on earth can they survive?
let me know in time
let me know in time...
let me know in time...
What else?
Anything Else?
Mary! Mary!
Mary! Mary! Mary!
Saw Red!
Mary!
Slow Ride!
Fuck!
You don't even realize
How long it's been sinse
I played any of these songs, like...
Well, I guess, you know, some of them, like...
Saw Red
They all sound like this...
Roots of creation...
Baby one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long
I don't know if I can
Go up inside of you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
I could do it right
You've heard the line before
Oh Mary baby please don't think that I'm a whore
If you come home with me,
Turn off the lights and lock up the doors,
And start getting busy
I don't know if I can
Go so way up inside you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
Please don't fuss and fight
When we got to the pad
Mary baby started calling me her dad
And she gave me head
We could not find the damn bed
Fifteen years old plus one,
Hotter than a microwave oven
Oh Mary baby,
Your daddy is coming home.
(cheers and applause)
My place, is not a home
Don't make no difference
But I've found,
That I need a place to stay
Though disease was just the price I paid
Big Salty Tears
Is what I taste
As I drive
Past your house
Tonight
And all those break lights
That are in front of me
They make me
Want to get on tonight
This is a Ziggens song by the way
I'm at the age where I realize
The liquor store won't bring you back
I must be gettin' old
I'm at the drive-thru
And I'm making my face
All fat fat fat fat fat
Big Salty Tears
I'm at the age where I realize
Nothin' actually
Just do what I'm supposed to do
$2.17
Next window please please please please please
Big Salty Tears
wake up in the morning and its hard live
hard to live yes its hard to live
and it will be a long time before shit starts to give
but everyday its getting harder to live
but i would up for being down with the ho
still i know i got mic control
i'm aware of the high and the low
i've got spiritual mic control
but i move culturally
unfortunately, its left up to me
all real lovers that wanna be ho's
what we need is just mic control
cause its not what youre saying but
whats in your soul
mic control, its called mic control
do you have mic control
you know this style is well original
at the party i got reason to give love in whole
mic control, i've got mic control
i know i'm a reason come not to live
but every day its getting harder to live
i'm aware of the high and the low
mic control, mic control, mic control
heart and soul we've got mic control
but i move [for]tually
unfortunately, i'm an opponent to me
here lies something real
mic control we've got mic control
Who is this super hero? Sarge? No
Rosemary the telephone operator? No way man
Henry the mild mannered janitor?
Hong Kong Phooey, the number one super guy
Hong Kong Phooey, quicker than the human eye
Oh, hes got style, a groovy smile
A bod that just won't stop
When the going gets rough, he's super tough
With the hong kong phooey chop
Hong Kong Phooey, the number one super guy
Hong Kong Phooey, quicker than the human eye
Cho chicly lo chicly, bow, wow, wow
Dong diggity, dong diggity, dong, dong, dong
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
Cho chicly lo chicly, bow, wow, wow
Dong diggity, dong diggity, dong, dong, dong
It goes a little something like this
In my shoes my toes are busted
My kitchen says my bread is molded
Got a good job at the dollar store
One foot in the hole, one foot gettin' deeper
With a broken mirror and a blown out speaker
And I ain't got much else to lose
I'm faded, flat busted, I've been jaded, I've been dusted
I know that I've seen better days
One foot in the hole, one foot gettin' deeper
Crank it to eleven, blow another speaker and
I ain't got, I ain't got much to lose 'cause
I've seen better days, I've been star of many plays
I've seen better days and the bottom drops out
I've seen better days, I've been star of many plays
I've seen better days and the bottom drops out
Now my cup's filled up with five buck wine
I find myself here all the time
Another rip in the glass, another chip in my tooth
Rained on, I've been stained on
Found another goat I tried to put the blame on
And now I'm steppin' on all the cracks
So I guess there ain't no use 'cause
I've seen better days, I've been star of many plays
I've seen better days and the bottom drops out
I've seen better days, I've been star of many plays
I've seen better days and the bottom drops out
Do you like my Gucci bag?
That's beautiful, beautiful
Check it, check it, check it out
I'm bent like glass, second hand like glory
Missed the bus but I'm in no hurry
Molasses fast, no business born
One foot in the hole, one foot getting deeper
Crank it to eleven, blow another speaker and
I ain't got, I ain't got much to lose 'cause
I've seen better days, I've been star of many plays
I've seen better days and the bottom drops out
I've seen better days, I've been star of many plays
I've seen better days, I've seen better days
I know that I've seen better days
(The bottom drops out)
I've been the star, of so many plays
(And the bottom drops out)
Walked on the edge with that hobo way
(The bottom drops out)
'Cause I know, I know that I've seen better days
(And the bottom drops out)
I love, I love my dog
Yes I love, I love my dog
And I love, I love my dog
going,
walkin’ down babylon way
got to keep going straight
got to love my lady love
gots to keep going away
And I
Love my dog
Gots to keep it going straight
And I
Love my dog
Gots to keep being a man
And I love, I love my dog
Yes I love, I love my dog
Yes I love, I love my dog
And I
I love my dog
Got to keep it going straight
And I
Love my dog
Gots to keep my PMA
I love my dog
The Devil went down to Georgia
He was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind
And he was willing to make a deal
Well, he come across a young man
Sawing on a fiddle and he played it hot
The Devil jumped up on a hickory stump
And said, "Boy, let me tell you what?"
"In case you didn't know it
I'm a fiddle player too
And if you care to make a dare
I'll make a bet with you"
"Now you play pretty good fiddle
Son, but give the Devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you"
Well, the boy said
"My name's Johnny and it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been"
Johnny rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia
And the Devil deals the cards
And if you win you'll get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you lose the Devil gets your soul
The Devil opened up his case, and said, "I'll start this show"
And fire flew from his finger tips as he rosined up his bow
When he pulled that bow across the strings, it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in, it sounded just like this
When the Devil finished, Johnny said
"Well, you're pretty good old son
But just sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how it's done"
He played, 'Fire on the mountain, run, boys, run'
The Devil's in the house with the rising sun
Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny does your dog bite, "No, child, no"
The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet
And Johnny said, "Devil, come on back if you ever want to try again
But I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best there's ever been"
He played, 'Fire on the Mountain, run, boys, run'
The Devil's in the house with the rising sun
Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
You know whats taking place?
Check this out
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion pon di borderline
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion pon di borderline hey
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like shhh
On lock down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin all over and when she gets home there's none left for me
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm
it gets harder
When the music hits you shall feel no pain
Take a spliff of sinsemilla make it run through your brain
Me and Sublime we some what the same
Two lions inna di jungle dat ya just can't tame
So bring all your people
And bring it
You better take your lovin and fling it
You better bring your lovin home
Come and love your maximo
24/7 say me can't sink so low
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
So take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
And what am I gonna be doin for a wife
I said I'm gonna play with myself
Show them now we've come off the shelf
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets harder
Evil
Evil
Tension
Tension
Hold her
Water
Evil come to tell you that she's evil most definitely
Evil, ornery scandalous and evil most definitely
The tension is growing hotter I'd like to hold her head underwater
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie everybody run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets harder
This is Sublime
This is Sublime
First time I saw you was High School,
like and angel you were so damn beautiful,
Just wanna ask you out, its all I ever dream about
wanna ask if you mind if I wasn't so shy,
wasn't so shy.
But I waited too long and you have a boyfriend,
and I wish I could go back and have a second chance,
but I waited too long and you found your self a man,
now I'm left only to dream, of holding your-
holding your hand
Wish I had another chance, a chance to make things right
dont know what I want by my side,
when I talk my words, just hide
dont know why i get so nervous and tied,
nervous and tied
But I waited too long and you have a boyfriend,
and I wish I could go back and have a second chance,
but I waited too long and you found your self a man,
{Okay Clappers
Lowest
Yo yo yo
[Incomprehensible]}
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept
When he remembered Zion
Oh for the wicked carry us away
Captivity required from us a song
(Yeah)
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?
So let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in thy sight
Over I
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept
When he remembered Zion
Oh for the wicked carry us away
Captivity required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?
We realized so long, long ago and I bet you
Seen it all, the lies won't get you, I've got 14 miles to go
I've got rhythm comin' since I've got the flow
But I won't wanna come around our love
So why, why, why, why, why?
If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall
And I'ma find you
And I find you, I'm gonna get your lovin' arms today
So why we fight to get, we fight to ger our weary arms to bed
Real love's something that I still hope
People make their own places to go
And now in '94 we're gonna lie some more
In 1994 we're going to die some more
And it ever going to be the last show?
It's going to be the last drive
That boss to proud to make the cars that we drive
Don't worry, don't mind, I've got hours of time?
And it's all underneath your voodoo
Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot
Well, life is too short, so love the one you got
'Cause you might get runover or you might get shot
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Never start no static I just get it off my chest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity
Love is what I got
It's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You'll feel it when the dance gets hot
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
(That's) why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a Dalmatian, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin' riot
Life is too short, so love the one you got
'Cause you might get run over or you might get shot
Never start no static, I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity
Love is what I got, it's within my reach
Yeah, and the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that, you're bound to get served
Love's what I got, don't start a riot
You'll feel it when the dance gets hot
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got
Why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
'Cause lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I got, I got, I got
Early man walked away
As modernman took control
There mind's weren't all the same
And to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man
And killed himself in his own mind,
Early man walked away
As modernman took control
There mind's weren't all the same
And to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man
And killed himself in his own mind, Let's go!
"Punks are running wild in the streets and nobody anywhere seems to know what to do and there's no end to it. Its like everything everywhere is going crazy so we dont go out anymore, we sit in the house
and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is please and please leave us alone in our living rooms, just leave us alone. Well im not going to leave you alone."
"There's gotta be somthing different"
Early man walked away
As modernman took control
There mind's weren't all the same
And to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man
And killed himself in his own mind, Let's go!
We're only gonna die for our own arrogance,
Being your guide is a monster ride
you can hide your love its true
it's the freedom game
you can see it every day,
'cause your freedom ain't free
come on down, i know how
i'm gonna make you so feared.
don't you know it ain't no thing before
so don't take more than you need
it's somethin' that i'll do later,
now it's over
it's not my fault
under my voodoo
it's under my voodoo
pray that i leave you high and dry
pray you can make me cry
if your faded, put it in my prayers
i damn my feeling, i roll on
i tell you the truth
it aint no thing
if you wanna get real dry.. one thing though
gonna kill for it, more, more, it's not my fault, it's got me,
and i'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
under my voodoo
under my voodoo
it's under my voodoo
lord, hey, voodoo
lord, hey, voodoo
One good thing about music,
when it hits you, you feel no pain.
One good thing about music,
when it hits you, you feel no pain.
So hit me with music.
Hit me with music, now, yeah.
Hit me with music.
Brutalize me with music.
Trenchtown rockers they don't watch that.
Trenchtown rockers give me your Jah.
Trenchtown rockers then watch your children cry.
Cuz' you've got to tell Jah why you're movin'
Kingston town, movin'
Kingston town.
One little thing I've found,
is that you can't fool Jah, I know.
Cuz there moving, yes I'm moving.
I said one good thing, one good thing,
when it hits you you feel no pain.
One good thing about music, when it hits you,
You're livin' your life without a care in the world
That's the way it should be
What's life like in a candy swirl
What's life like to me
Everyone is slowing down
Look once at life on the ground
You all are the people, they're runnin' around
Not making a sound
Total hate! Total hate! Total hate!
You're movin' along, just goin' your own way
Don't try to change
You're jumpin', you're runnin', you learn to play
Never try to rearrange
You're getting tired and starting to drag
Slowing down and that's sad
You're walkin' around, you're being a skag
Huh - well that's not my bag
Total hate! Total hate! Total hate!
You don't even know me so don't hate me
Sublime rockin' No Doubt stylie
We do it monday and on friday
Get back to the show 'cause it's payday
11 o'clock, roll, roll it down
Rock the city with the number one sound
Long beat, long beach and it feels so fine
Rock this shit straight back to Anaheim
(Sung in the background for previous verse)
Total hate, total hate
You're so fake, you make me shake
Your faded face is so irate
You share with none, you have no one
You're living your life in total hate
Total hate! Total hate! Total hate! Total hate! Total hate!
Total hate! Total hate! Total hate! Total hate! Total hate!
Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong
Will to survive
He'd just keep pushing on
Even though he was barely alive
So...
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
It just don't matter
Johnny says he wants to go do it
Says he wants to kill a cop
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
We've got to overcome
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
We've got to overcome
So Johnny
Just keep pushing
'Cause the streets are yours
There'll come a day
When all that shit wont matter
So...
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
It just don't matter
When you're resisted anyway
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
We've got to overcome
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
We've got to overcome
So Johnny
You kept on pushing
The streets are yours
And there'll come a day
When all that shit wont matter
So...
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
It just don't matter
Resisted anyway
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
We've got to overcome
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
Alright, before we get it started when we did "smoke two joints" that was Jack from the Toys And that song "Rivers of Babylon" was written by Brent Dowe andTrevor McNaughton. Alright now, crutial thanks out to the Happolt, Nowell, and Wilson families for their patience and support, we love ya'll.
To all the players who made this possible thank you very much! Yeah and the check's in the mail. To Kelly Vargas for steppin' in there and makin' it happen. The LBP! The world famous Juice Bros. The field marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd "I"
Thanks out to Bad Religion,and the Decsendants. George Hurrly, and Mike Watt To all those flops but only when they ain't hangin' out. To Toby dog-whe~whew-to Louie dog, to Matt dog.
James Brown, the BSM, to Miles Davis. The Canda all night rocker. To south side part and Cathrene was up dude? And, alright, now best wishes out to Eno, and Shelly, and their baby on the way
Hey up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the Rape man. How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs, and Bob Forrest. To all those punker sluts. To Eek-a-Mouse. Tom for lettin' us practice and crashin'. chilli part all night.
PEN1, Fugazi, Rhino '59, Greek1, The last Puriah's, and Naomis' hair. How about the Butthole Surfers, and Frank Zappa. Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka, and all the Ziggens' around the world.
To Jack the third. To Julia Parker. Hey Jeff the king Where's my mic stands? Martini with his forty ounce in hand. To Jai Dods, and his son Christian. I gotta say thank you to Scum hard as smoke and cheap as wood. To Scumette, and the Vandals.
How about H.R.? For 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect. Hey Nick Tweek, Joanne, and Caroline. Hey ah, I gotta say w'sup ta fuckin' Snow, And Bam-Bam and all the east side stoners. ST. Tucko, Sean Stern, the Ken G.Easly Project, Steve Sepada, and ah, Richard Gecco, and everyone down at Bogarts. Thanks a million. I gotta say w'sup and thank you to, Dave Shae, and Greg A. with out them this wouldn't be possible. Oh yeah, your mom called and said you guys should take a nap! To Sacramento, BMD, and Danny Lovitz out in Arcada. I gotta say thank you to Diet Fade, Imagine Yellow Suns. Every one out at Band is Dead.
Kevin Swinson, Freesia,Cold Duke Train, and Wister, and ah, how could I not thank Mark Mandoo, and the One Live Crew, and all the Lakewood posse.
Mr.Capoo, and the Antioch posse. Especally the Johnson family, w'sup Miss J? I gotta say w'sup to Dirty Al, Jennifer Henry, and Kelly too. Out In San Fransico, Lisa Johnson in Austin. Tonto, Jimmy Carl Black, m,ah, Marcado Carebea in Austin. Thanks alot Lee for gettin' us in out of the heat Jimmy's in New Orleans, the Hard Backin Gainsville Florida. Mark Goodnight for his psycopath.
Alright,we stayed at this guy's house, and,ah, when they had that murders back in like, eighty-nine. A guy and a girl got hacked up in his pad and we stayed there but ah, ya know it was great. To Jack Tripper even though he don't know a goddamn thing about Orlando. To Ingred in Arcada, Rusty, Bermuda Pete, and Sara,
Shannon Boil. To the Space Fish, sorry guys maybe next time. NKOTB in Costa Mesa. The O.K. Hotel in Seattle. To Joel for gettin' us that shit at Waves we needed that man, thanks bro.
To Nija Man, Tam, D'Arby Crash, Dee Boone, Alex Neeka come visit goddamn it! Grin, Craig Caski, Dave Cornbloom of Beth Larson, to everyone at the church of rock and roll.
We gotta say w'sup to Cory, and her best friend Jorji, the Meat Puppets, Tar Babies, Kate 'n Frank out at Zed's, Scott down at Ten Ton, every one down there at Deja, thanks.
So tell me if you really wanna be a superstar
But fiesta on the mike and it will surely take you far
You made that drop on the 24 tracks
We mix it all down then we put on wax
Beginning is hyped when you playin in the bars
And a bottomless pit where you make loose and far
Take away your privacy and take your guitar
Then take your woman and impound your car
My beginning of wisdom
I won't take you too far
Well first you gotta sell your soul
To be a superstar
Baby if you got it forget about that
Your money don't concern you that's a natural fact
Shut up your mouth before you get knocked down
We're gonna listen to your voice upon the speaker box
But first you get a manager but what does he do?
I'll be the first to tell you baby that I don't have a clue
We're gonna make a phony image for the MTV
Y'all can hear it on the radio, say,"Damn, that's me"
Whenever I get over on a 3 piece hog
Jesus and her mom are gonna break your arm
Put your ass in the john, oh, to be a superstar
I realize sometimes I feel old design
Oh, your renown position and you just can't hide
Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff
All over the world you gotta take that trip
And then you never thought
You'd see the day you'd act like this
Your rep is getting bigger than a B-52
And then it goes around the world
Before it gets back to you
Hey, our love has started can you believe
Before your eyes this shit just come back to me
Oh my God, I take a rest on the side
So long, so long, so long, so long I'll see ya
Oh my God, if I'd a let my own I'd take it
Turn around and place it home
I realize sometimes I feel old design
Oh your renown position and you just can't hide
Woah, it's the position and I just can't hide
Bo, whatcha want, whatcha need
Give it a bunch of mine and you just can't miss
Your love feels like this
Some people love get your shit like this
Well if you love, wad up your love punani, punani
Woah, if you love me punani, punani
Free, yeah, free oh oh oh, hey
Want the dogs?
All that I need
Look at all the love that we found, oh
I won't run and pull one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound
Flava flav and I C E
Once said somethin' that made me
Want to burn my liquor store down to the ground
But I just can't leave the pad
'Cause I'll surely wind up dead
'Cause I know they're out there waitin'
And watchin' for me
Still I got my yellow cat
And my wooden baseball bat
And my shiny silver gat
And if my homie got my back
Then I've got
All that I need
Look at all the love we've found, oh
I won't run and pull no one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound, oh
I wont slip and I won't trip
Send Matt Vargas to regrip
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride
In that secret pad where we hide
There's always lots of fun stuff to do
Like relax and design a brand new tattoo
Play with my crossword puzzle book
I'm even learnin' how to cook
Have you seen little whore, baby
Someone said that she stole my Freddie
And then she made off with my last clean rig
I'm gonna kill that funky ditch pig
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad
'Cause I know you're talkin' about me, makin' it hard to live
But I don't no want no dick, don't want no money down
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest spot in town
Take it nice and easy
Don't want no Sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me
'Cause all that I need
Look at all the love we've found, oh
I wont run and pull the one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound, oh
Baby, wanna give me kisses sweet
Only for a night with no repeat
Baby you wanna leave and never go
But the taste of honey is worse than none at all
If you wanna live, treat me good.
If you wanna live, I beg ya, treat me good.
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
If you are a bully, treat me good.
If you are a bully, a bully, I beg you treat me good.
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sided
Music from Jamaica, all the love that I've found.
Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound.
I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joints at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more
Daddy he once told me
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
And momma she once told me
"Son, you do the best you can"
Then one day I meet a man
He came to me and said
"Hard work good and hard work fine
But first take care of head"
Whoa rock me to the night
Ja say
She takes her time when it's time to get ready.
Always has her way.
Always leaves me waiting by the phone.
She told me more than once to take it slow,
and I said OK.
But lately i've been sleeping all alone.
I'm not breaking up inside,
I'm much to proud to moan.
Baby please come home.
I feel a little lucky so I try to play it cool.
I think she laughs inside.
With the words that burn like fire in my mouth.
Try to be a man like i got the master plan, night out on the town.
Drink and dance and we can turn it out.
Whoa, Maybe it's how your body moves I just don't know,
Maybe it's just the way you move so slow.
(Hello?)
(Hi it's me)
(I thought I told you not to call me here)
(I know I just really needed to talk to you)
(Get a clue babe, there's nothing to talk about.)
Ask me why I play myself play myself for a fool.
Swear I would do most anything.
Walk a mile to see her smile.
Walk a mile just to rock for a while.
Babe I'm thinking with my ding-a-ling.
Whoa, I've been doing some thinking,
now I just don't know.
Maybe just the way you move so slow.
Maybe cuz you move so slow.
Maybe cuz you move so slow.
But sitting on the verge of tears does not become my 22 years.
You took my shame, and you took my pride,
and now you gonna take me for a slow ride.
but uh, uh. Waiting, waiting on the phone.
Got the words that burn like fire in my mouth.
Come on down reggae style,
wind up your body like a bass line wild,
drink and dance and we can turn it out.
Whooooaaaa, I'm not going crazy but I just don't know,
Maybe cuz you move so slow.
Like love,
move nice and low.
As I was walking down rubadub square
Not a chill to the weather but a nip to the air
From another direction she was caught in my eye
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try
..might as well try
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
And I knew without asking she was into the blues
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
I knew right away she was not like other girls
Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
Because the women took the lovin' over me
And just to gain her trust, I bought a microbus
Because I sold off my personal property
A tight tie-dyed dress, she was a psychedelic mess
We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
We sold some ecstasy,
We sold nitrus, opium, acid, heroin and PCP
Now I hear the police coming after me
Yes, now I hear the police coming after me
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,
She's got the police coming after me
Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
All scarlet begonias and a touch of the blues
And there ain't nothin wrong with the love that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by.
let her pass by.
Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girl friend said so but I don't really know
That don't mean we fucked around that night last week when you left town
I was tweakin by myself one night that's when I wrote this tune
Didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room
Sometimes right now since I've left the pen
I feel like I'm right back there again
Sometimes I pray, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I bought myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from
Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
My girlfriend said so, she's a little ho
That don't mean I fuck around, I like to keep that higher ground
Sometimes I pray, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I bought myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from
Don't tease me, don't tease me, don't tease
Sometimes I pray, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
Every day I love him a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more.
Every day I love him just a little bit more,
and he loves me the same.
Every day I love her a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more,
Every day I love her just a little bit more,
and she loves me the same.
Baby if ya wanna get on, baby if ya wanna get off.
It makes no sense at all, I saw red. I saw red. I saw red.
One more secret lover that I shot dead.
Every day I wake up, just a little bit more,
feelin' like a dog in the yard because it's just how we are.
And every day I wonder if it's over,
when I wake up I realize no it isn't, and break down the wall.
You say it's black but I just can't believe you.
And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to deceive you.
And baby, I'm aware of the high and the low,
and I'll be waiting for you in the middle, but I just lack control.
Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high.
It makes no sense at all, I saw red. I saw red.
One more secret lover that I shot dead.
Girls don't go crazy, girls don't go crazy, oh girls don't crazy when the men use you.
Women hold your men tight, if it makes you feel all right,
I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I
I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina
And that Sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in Sancho
And I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know, my baby
Oh, what I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I need, oh
My soul will have to wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one an' all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out, oh yeah
Well I swear that I
What I really wanna know, my baby
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love, make it go, oh
My soul will have to
Oh, what I really wanna say, my baby
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm goin' up
Tell Sanchito that if he knows
What is good for him
He best go run an' hide
Daddy's got a new forty-five
And I won't think twice to stick that barrel
Straight down Sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that
I got something for his punk ass
What I really wanna know, my baby
Oh, what I really wanna say
Is there's just one way back?
And I'll make it, yaa
Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up and they give it up and they give it up
But they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin' rollin' stone
He rolled away one day and he never came home
It ain't hard to understand
This ain't Hitler's master plan
What it takes to be a man
In my mind, in my brain
I roll it over like a steamin' freight train
It ain't hard to ascertain
You only see what you want to believe
When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die
Will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on your knees and start to pray
Pray my itchy rash will go away
Back up y'all it ain't me
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all I see
It's a hellified way to start your day
If I make you cry all night
Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight
It ain't personal, it ain't me
I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backward-ass hillbilly
I'm Dick Butkiss
You know I lie
I get mean, I'm a thief in the dark
I'm a ragin' machine
I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch
Rec-tite(tm) on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles
My broken arm makes me smile
In my mind, in my brain
I go back and go completely insane
It ain't personal, it ain't me
If I make you cry I might
Be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a load from my big gun
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back
I got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 the devil's best friend
It makes no difference
One two three four!
Pull up here honey, if ya got a pussy
Shake your ass like your ready to sing
Something muy high
Something muy low
When me ready limo then they follow me home like a
Roots of creation
I am living in a boring nation
I pull up may hands and I look at my feet
The reggae music make me sound so sweet
Cause we play it morning evening and all of the day
It's the sweet kinda music makes me feel O.K.
The roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
I throw up my hands
My hope is so wide
Sometimes, sometimes I feel so high
But all the time i feel irie
I feel irie when i'm down with the scene
Called roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
One more time!
Well pull up here honey like you got limbo
Well pull up your fingers like you're ready to go
Give somthing high
Give me something slow
Give me something i can use
Give me something i can know
Your the body and the mind one
Part of soul or two
I feel a different person to be a different place
I'm living in a different place
Sometime I feel although its fin
Pull up your style make it sound so fine
With ah
Pull up hands with me
Roots of creation
I am living in a boring nation
A pull up sound with Mike Happoldt at my left
I got eric at my right
We rock the reggae music every day and night
We rock the reggae music say it's right on time
When you're down with the music that they call Sublime
I'm living in a different nation
Reggae style again!
Gonna win me back gonna feel so fine
Bring me down to the place so right
We rock the music so late at night
With a guitar pick in my hand
What amounts to make me a man
Me help a little girl like this
Called roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
I pull up my hand, left pocket
Do the music, make me say me feel it
Eric on my right, yes he knows I ain't wrong
Read me on rights and me know me are wrong
Me am a white boy but I sing a reggae song
Called roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
My hands are high
My ink is dry
My love for you, it will never die
Say me love you till me will testify
Me love the music make me feel so high
Song called roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
Oh in a plastic nation
Such a boring station...a boring
One more time!
Pull up here honey if you got limbo
Pull it up make it up bounce I don't want it to be slow
I wanna make it sound right
I wanna make it sound strong
Give me kind of music make you rock all night
Like a roots of creation
I am living in a boring nation
So cheer up my life
Cheer up my life
Take out the trouble
Take out take out the strife
Give me some music make it sound so nice
Give me kinda music make we wanna singa song twice
Like roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
I pull up my hand
My seat is wobbly
Pull up your hands and it sounds like this
Cause I like my beer dry
Drink the gin and the gin
Love the kinda drink ya know make me sick
Me don't feel no nice but likewise
Make me drink gin like wine twice
I have a secret place inside my mind,
where I keep hidden inspiration you will find.
And when my petty anger goes to my head,
you'll find I'm better off dead.
Oh, and I don't hold the key,
to find out what is killing me, its,
been so long but somehow i just still care,
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo, with no place to go
Sometimes I think you hate me, hang up the phone,
but take a closer look, this hate I feel is my own.
So many times I've loved you, more than myself,
it's time to take that love and put it on the shelf.
Oh, and when I hold you tight,
it makes me want to scream and fight.
Love turned to hate,
some how it's just, how it's just,
how it's just to late.
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go
Rock the reggae music, cuz it sounds so fine, right!
When I hold you tight, in my arms you are mine,
but in the morning when I wake up and I still feel the same,
I know something goin on and I know who's to blame.
Everytime I tell you I'm the real Romeo,
it fills my soul and heart with anger, pain, and sorrow.
Cuz' something's going on and I think you should know,
so listen to my rhyme, cuz this is how it goes:
In a tight mini short in a short mini skirt,
it feels so wrong and it feels so right.
the more I think about it your a pain in the ass,
I told you many times, this time it's gonna last.
Want the kind of woman who can make me feel right,
not sloppy drunk sex on a Saturday night. cuz,
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go
Pull up your honey if you gotta one see,
because your down with the style, cuz your down with me. oh,
rig the selector when your on the mixer,
along with Peter Mitchell upon the echo chamber. Two, one,
no they must see but no, they can't test me.
Two, three of them come and say you can't test me.
Because me rock the reggae music in a different stylee.
Me rock the kinda reggae music right on time, because your down with the
band that they call Sublime, right?
Don't take it too slow, don't take me wrong,
me know which way to go, me, me, me all right,
me rock the reggae music day and all night.
Makes you wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes you wanna explode,
We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at
once with a filtering system of God. We're the psycho-semantic police,
you can't even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about it?
We're pure intelligence, your not. Your biological product of a
cosmological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, fuck you.
I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards. You know who
you are? Your fuckin' semantic blockage, that's what made you up. You're
a fuckin' programmer named Christine Gontara.
You fucked up.
She sucked my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in. She's gonna get her second
chance to suck my cock again. If she turns me down, she's gonna go
straight to hell, she won't pass go, she'll never fuckin' win.
She's the cunt that thought she was God, but that's OK, I don't give a shit.
As long as she sucks me off when I tell her. 'Cause she's my zombie.
I captured that mother fucker, and she's my cassette. I want that cock
sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin' dollars.
If she can't do it I'll try ten. If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it.
If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and suck me
Lying in my plastic bed
Thinking how things weren't so cool for me
My baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom
Tying on the dinosaur tonight
It used to be so cool
Now I've got the needle
I could breathe but I can't breathe
Take it away but I want more and more
One day I'm gonna lose the war
Lying in my plastic bed
Thinking how things weren't so cool for me
My baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom
Tying on the dinosaur tonight
It used to be so cool
Now I've got the needle
I could shake but I can't breathe
Take it away but I want more and more
Boo boo boo, take a look at you
Hangin' on third and daisy
Whoa bo bo, policeman after you
Smokin' crack cocaine make you crazy
You think everything's perfect in your world today
I think everything's just not really
Take out your glass pipe, take off your sunglasses
And tell me what you can see
And I say lies, corruption, look this way
Girly on the corner but she's not okay
You got lies if you got rats in the street
You got, no shoes no shoes on your babies feet
Whoa ho ho ho ho
It's a perfect world, perfect world
It's a perfect world
It's a perfect world, yow
Bo bo bo take a look at you on your way to Kenny's
Whoa bo bo, why don't you stop that crap?
Smokin' that bum makes you crazy
But everything's crazy in the world today
So you, you might as well smoke it anyway
I say, you might as well
It hit, it lit, you well like that
Which you cannot say
What is up? What's down?
What is up? What's down?
What's up, what's down?
I don't know what's going round
Head is spinning and it feels alright
But the kids, the kids
The kids are alright
Bo bo bo bo
It's a perfect world
Whoa on and on it's a perfect world
Gotta keep living in a perfect world
Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world
Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world
Gotta keep pushing
Let's focus our discussion first on marijuana......mmm k?
Marijuana has a very distinct smell....mmm k?
I'm gonna pass around just a little tiny bit
now I want you all take a smell, so that you when
someone is smokin' marijuana near you
I said you numb my feelings and now I feel okay
Give me such inspiration to look at things another way
You help me relax at the end of my day
So if you feel like I feel, than let me hear you say
Pass the marijuana, give Jah thanks and praise today
Pass the marijuana, any old kind a way (x2)
I like it when you roll it up real nice
But lord I hate the price
I like it in a Buddha bong bout two feet long
Don't have to hit it twice and you still feel nice
Pass the marijuana, pass the marijuana my way
I said you numb my feelings and now I feel okay
Give me such inspiration to look at things another way
I said you help me relax at the end of my day, Lord
So if you feel like I feel, than let me hear you say
Pass the marijuana, give Jah thanks and praise today
Pass the marijuana, any old kind a way (x2)
I like it when you pack it up in a pipe
And ya pass it round with the light
Make sure the mood is right, be it day or night
Let your mind take flight, make you feel so right
Pass the marijuana, pass the marijuana my way
Puff the magic Buddha here I come once again
Takin' hit number ten and representin' West Marin
I be fillin' my mind with knowledge as my lungs are filled with smoke
Cough, chokin' on the potent smoke inside my throat
From Chico, California to my home in the Bay, say
We like to smoke out every day!
I be Northern Lights smokin' hit the joint until I'm chokin',
My eyes are turnin' red and I can barely keep 'em open
The Mystic Roots be knowin' that the way of the walk is stoned
Ask Seba, Irie, Johnny Kind or Shayne'll say: "It's on"
I got the thin mustache, I need another hit a hash
Cause I smoked all my grass just got a pipe all full a ash
I'm stankin' from the dank and I can only want some more
They call me Coot from Mystic Roots just like I told ya before
Give me the green bud, cause 215 legalized
I be the ganga connoisseur I likes it crazy crystallized so
Pass the marijuana my way, and some papers so that I can roll a Jay
I said you numb my feelings and now I feel okay
Give me such inspiration to look at things another way
I said you help me relax at the end of my day,
So if you feel like I feel, than let me hear you say
Pass the marijuana, give Jah thanks and praise today
Pass the marijuana, any old kind a way
Thank god we passed 215, we legalized the green
Thank god we passed 215, we legalized the green
I like it when you roll it up real nice
But lord I hate the price
I like it in a Buddha bong, bout two feet long
Don't have to hit it twice and you still feel nice
Make sure the mood is right, be it day or night
Let your mind take flight, make you feel so right (x2)
(Whoever has the marijuana just pass it up to the front row....mmm k?)
Pass me the Lazer beam
Make me wipe off and licka them clean
Pass me the Lazer beam
Make me wipe off and licka them clean
Bud Gaugh comes with his M-16
Snow come with the AK to the 47
Lovin' the lovin' the lovin' the lovin' the dj
All over a town called LA
I woke up in the morning
I was at Ramy's pad
I looked up and saw Bud going to town
On a little fine hyna that he met the night before
He knew he was the man
But he knew she was a whore
Oh yeah, they comin', they comin', they comin', with a Boss DJ
He took the money home and gave it to Sancho
But that's the way the money goes
Rise it up and let the talent flow
Cause give it love time and they said give it away
We went downtown to a town called LA
It was half an hour drive about driving from Long Beach
But still every time I'm feeling so out of reach
So I went down to club Lingerie
We took a big bus all the way to LA
When we stepped out all the people said
Ay we wanna drinka, drinka, drinka
Said uppa get get up on the dance floor
and lovin', lovin', make the music lovin' me
Take all the love and make it walk over me
When we got home end of the night i was sick
15 minutes later she was up up on the dick
I said lord, lord, lord make the lovin' give away
I don't have protection so I'll just make my mistake
But blue balls always take all your love away
You love and you love and you love but you one can't say
And this is how it happened to me
Went down to the clinic, positive HIV
HIV was never no friend to me
I love, I love, I leave, I leave it anyway
But oh god please I'll protect after this
Never want no music make me feel God blessed
Said I Love, I love, I love, I love, I love
I love, I love, I love, I love, I love
One DJ causing trouble
Take your love away from me
I heard that payback's a mother fuckin' bitch
But I won't stress and I won't switch
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, the only thing on my mind
Takes up all of my time,
And I said, ooh!
Running from a gun
Or some brain that ways a ton
And my God, it hurts to get so low
Searchin' through the cars
Cold, still searchin' through the night
I think I will run, to you, but I refuse to fuss and fight
And God may find a reason
Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
He who stands for freedom
God knows I've got the number
But maybe I just use too much
I was sitting in that bar
I'm sittin' in that stolen car
Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard
Saw you with a gleam
And the microphone scene
'Think I will run, to you
But I know I won't live for me
Cause I know God's got both, the reason and the rhyme
Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
I've been drinking, just like you
And baby, you've got something I can use
Payback's a mother fuckin' blast
But I won't stress and I won't blast
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, comin' from heaven above
Takes up all of my time
And I said
"Why must I feel like that"
Running from a gun
And some brain that ways a ton
You know, I did that line for Flava' Flave
But, all the D.J.'s do it
All the D.J.'s use it
I would run, I would switch
But I wanna be the same
And I know I'll find a reason
'Cause I always bust a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
The "T" hear stands for treason
The "D" hear stands for dove
And maybe I just use too,
What else?
Anything Else?
Mary! Mary!
Mary! Mary! Mary!
Saw Red!
Mary!
Slow Ride!
Fuck!
You don't even realize
How long it's been sinse
I played any of these songs, like...
Well, I guess, you know, some of them, like...
Saw Red
They all sound like this...
Roots of creation...
Baby one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long
I don't know if I can
Go up inside of you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
I could do it right
You've heard the line before
Oh Mary baby please don't think that I'm a whore
If you come home with me,
Turn off the lights and lock up the doors,
And start getting busy
I don't know if I can
Go so way up inside you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
Please don't fuss and fight
When we got to the pad
Mary baby started calling me her dad
And she gave me head
We could not find the damn bed
Fifteen years old plus one,
Hotter than a microwave oven
Oh Mary baby,
Your daddy is coming home.
My place, is not a home
Don't make no difference
But I've found,
That I need a place to stay
Though disease was just the price I paid
Big Salty Tears
Is what I taste
As I drive
Past your house
Tonight
And all those break lights
That are in front of me
They make me
Want to get on tonight
This is a Ziggens song by the way
I'm at the age where I realize
The liquor store won't bring you back
I must be gettin' old
I'm at the drive-thru
And I'm making my face
All fat fat fat fat fat
Big Salty Tears
I'm at the age where I realize
Nothin' actually
Just do what I'm supposed to do
$2.17
Next window please please please please please
Baby one breath away.
I'll find the words to say.
I'll sit and light the bong.
I'll hold my hit in real long.
I don't know if I can go up inside of you tonight.
Oh Mary baby please don't fuss and fight.
You've heard the line before.
Mary baby please don't think I'm a bore.
If you come home to me turn off the lights, and lock up the doors, and start getting busy.
I don't know if I can go so far up inside you tonight.
Oh Mary baby I could do it right.
When we got to the pad,
Mary baby started calling me her dad.
Yes, she gave me head.
We could not find a damn bed!
Fifteen years old plus one, hotter than a microwave oven.
Yesterday I saw a whore looking out for more
While she makes my body ache,still i walk in and I say:
I'm on the mic doin things you like
The name is ras M.G. and I'm a treat you right
Cause all the ladies and me you see we both agree that I'm going down in world history
uh-uh elected, my rhymes will be perfected.
the mighty MC's will be dissected and rejected
I am the most impressive- aspective and progressive-
motivating, innovating, chillin and digested
Its obvious as ever it will be specialized
Your trying to proclaim-uh- cant be compromised
I am a fresh MC
As you can plainly see
You won't regret a DJ fresh until you soon agree
So take a seat n' feel the beat of coarse it is OK, Uh-Uh
5000g we outta here. Peace
Oh she makes my body ache and you know I paid for more
I won't flake or perpetrate, I won't front no funky whore
Don't get me wrong I'm just singing my song
I'm just like you I like to roll my face all night long
Not only do I rhyme I also cut so nice.
My name is eric I have nothing to say
because I am not a fucking d.j.
And if you want to talk to me, then you'll have to talk to my man Bradlee
And I won't feed the love to you
And I feel love, feel love, love
Jailhouse gets empty
Rudy gets plenty
The baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller
Can't fight against the youth
Cause we're strong them are rude, rude people
Can't fight against the youth
Cause we're strong them are rude, rude people
Baby get down
When I was a youth in 1983
It was the best day of my life, had the 89' vision
We didnt fuss or no fight
When all the little daughters wanna be my wife
Like a vision
It was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there
I had to be there
I had to be there
I had to be there
When the rhythm playin'
I know that I'm gonna be there yeah
Well Bud Gaugh will be singing there
And Eric Wilson will be bangin' up there, yeah
Oh and we'll be all singin'...with version, with version, reggae version
version, version, version oh
What has been told to the wise and up-rooted, yeah
Its gonna be revealed unto bass, and Sublime
Rudy rudy rudy
Can't fight against the youth, right now
Them are rude, rude people
Can't fight against the resistance, oh right now
Them are rude, rude people
We gonna rule this land among children
We gonna rule this land...
Cause when that rhythm it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there
I had to be there
I had to be there
I had to be there
When I was a youth it was the best day
It was the best day of my life
We had the 89' vision
We didn't fuss or no fight
When all the little nacas wanna be my wife
When that rhythm it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there
I had to be there
I had to be there
I had to be there
I had to be there
Had to be there...
Jailhouse gets empty
Rudy gets plenty
Baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller, taller
And fight against the youth
Cause we're strong, them are rude, rude people
How can you say. "You torture me", when you're already thinking about someone else.
When he comes home you'll be in his arms and I'll be gone.
But I know my day will come, I know someday I'll be the only one.
So now you wait for a spark, you know it will turn you on.
He's gonna make you feel the way you want to feel.
When he starts to lie, when he makes you cry you'll know I'll be there.
My day will come, I know someday I'll be the only one.
Call me selfish, call it what you'd like I think it's right.
To want someone for all your own and not to share their love.
But I'll have my way.
You don't stand a chance anyway.
Cause I got to you, you don't stand a chance.
So now you wait for his cock, you know it will turn you on.
He's gonna make you feel the way you want to feel.
When he starts to lie, when he makes you cry you'll know I'll be there.
My day will come, I know someday I'll be the only one.
My day will come, I know someday I'll be the only one.
You say you want perfection, I fell self-destruction.
You don't know what you want, it's gonna take you years to find out.
I am not giving up.
And when you've had enough, you take your bruised little head
and you'll come running back to me
Alright
Some folks say that smokin' herb is a crime
If they catch you smokin' they're bound to drop the dime
Insufferable informa crazy fools
Wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
And in the evening we try to jam
We like the music loud in this here band
We let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand
Somebody always gotta turn informa for the man
I wanna know, know right now
Is there one of you in the crowd?
Are you gonna call 911?
And spoil all of my fun, you crazy fool
I'm in the mood, get ready
I'm in the mood, come on now, yea
I'm in the mood, are you ready?
I'm in the mood, come on now, yea, come on
Load up the bong, crank up the song
Let the informa call 911
Load up the bong, crank up the song
Let the informa call 911
And when security police force want to arrive
Don't try to run, don't try to hide
Just pull out the 9 pop in the clip
And let one slip into these crazy fools
I'm in the mood, get ready
I'm in the mood, come on now, yea
I'm in the mood, are you ready?
I'm in the mood, come on now, yea
And in the evening when we try to jam
We like the music loud in this here band
I wanna know now, I wanna know, know right now
Are you willin', are you willin' ill evil?
That they're crazy fools
Some folks say that smokin' herb is a crime
If they catch you smokin' they're bound to drop the dime
Insufferable informa crazy fools
Wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
But I'm in the mood, get ready
I'm in the mood, come on now, yea
I'm in the mood, are you ready?
I'm in the mood, come on now, yea
I'm in the mood, get ready
(It's 8:05. This is Phyllis in the office.
The Cat is out on the patio, if it jumps one more time,
your butts are in the street. I am sick and tired of your
activities, your cat, and your untruths with me.
I'm gonna call you tomorrow, when your home, and you can explain
some things to me 'cuz I'm tired of your bullshit. Goodnight.)
My place is not a home,
it don't make no difference but I have found,
that I need a place to stay.
I never listen what the landlord man say.
You should've seen the flops in my house.
We were jumping on walls and kicking ceilings.
Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT!"
(they're driving me fucking crazy over here chief,
I gotta get rid of these fruitcakes.)
Hold me and don't let go.
It don't make no difference that your a ho.
Cause I need a place to stay.
A new disease was just the price I paid.
In days of old that how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
That girl is dead to me now and I say ....
So let the lovin take a hold over me,
Let the lovin take a hold over me.
(Long Beach Posse)
Cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
1992 so lets all start uniting.
Put your hands together be the best you can be,
Let this jam take us to 1993.
Stay positive and the love will come back to me.
But some jealous punk, snuck up around the back,
tried to take the lovin' over me.
My place is not a home, don't make no difference
But I have found that I need a place to stay
I never listen to what the landlord man say
You should've seen the flops in my house
We were jumping on walls and kicking ceilings
Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT"
Hold me and don't let go
Makes no difference that your a ho
Cause I need a place to stay and though disease was just the price I paid.
In days of old that how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
That girl is dead to me now and I say .."GET OUT"
All the time the people want to know the meaning of the word Sublime
It ain't anarchist, it's the shit you missed
We get the minute man loop and add a peni twist
We know you mutha that this is the shit that you put in the box And say damn it's a hit
And to all the radios and the tv shows
Cause we don't kiss no ass or kick down free shows
What you get is the kind no econo gang or cess with yellow lover on the d-r-u-m-s
Let the lovin take a hold over me
Let the lovin take a hold over me
"Cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
1992 so lets all start uniting
Put your hands together be the best you can be
Let this jam take us to 1993
We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool, don't fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal, I fill up my garage
Cause in my mind
Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found
Pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound
It's you
It's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on a freeway
Feeling depressed everyday
Leaving without making a sound
Picking my dog up at the pound
Living in a tweaker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
(here they come now, you see that?
yep both of the crews
they look they gonna fight)
We took this trip to garden grove
It smelt like Lou in the van, oh yah
This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave got the VCR
I got the duece-duece in the trunk of my car oh yah
If you only knew that all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground.
Your a fool, don't fuck around with my God
All I can see I steal
My folks don't understand
But my mind music from Jamaica
All the love that I found,
pull over there's a reason why my soul is unsound
It's you it's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway
Feeling depressed every day
Leaving without making a sound
Pickin up my dog at the pound
Livin in a tweaker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Acting happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
On the freeway in the county the sun don't shine.
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And outside my cell deputies creep
And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream,
that I'm free.
And I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
They hold me and they promise me things,
And when the tides high I cry like a little baby.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving.
Hold me babe, a new stylee.
Hungry babe, a new stylee.
And a angry dog is a hungry dog.
And a hungry dog is a angry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!
I'm alive gotta contact home. Gotta contact my baby girl.
But I wood never could get up. Why does it have to be so damn tough?
With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor.
I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And I know, that I'm there someday.
I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
Hold babe promise me.
With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving. Gwarn.
Hold me babe, got a new stylee.
And a angry dog's a hungry dog.
He's a naked man is a naked man.
And a wicked dog is a hungry dog.
Crazy, crazy
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool
If she thinks that she
Gonna dispose my world
I'd-a-be a crazy, crazy, crazy,
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool
My love for you,
Was oh, so strong
We went together,
For oh, so long
I might have complained about this misery, yeah
Is this the way,
this's supposed to be? ('Spossed to be now)
Foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Foolish... girl
Oh foolish, foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Cra--zy girl
If she thinks that she
Is gonna take you from me
Gotta be a...
Crazy, crazy, crazy,
Cra--zy fool
Out my window, cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny, how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed
Ebin was a cooley that I used to know
Now he's down in the P.L.O.
He's cold kickin' it live with the K.K.K.
No JVC, No JFA
Cooly was sportin' black tennis shoes
He was looking for something to use
With a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of boose
Well, it could be me or it could be you
Oh, feels like my whole life is rearragned
Ebin you've changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, you
Oh, oh, you've changed
Oh, you've changed, how you've changed?
I give you a hard time, didn't have to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah
Hooked on rock just the other day
Now he's down with the C.I.A.
He got covert operation in Vietnam
With a hit man assasin' like a long strong arm
He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and make lots of money
Come back up north and drive a big white car
Take himself a plane down to Nicaragua
Well, it feels like I'm the only one to blame
Ebin you've changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, you
Oh, you've changed
Oh, you've changed, Oh, you've changed
I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
Now it's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi
Out my window, cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny, how things look the same
Stolen from an African land,
and chased out with a knife.
With a face like Bob Marley,
and a mouth like a motor bike
Oh well the bars are always open,
and the time is always right.
And if God's good word goes unspoken,
the music goes all night
And it goes...
If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved
If I was half pint I'd ball lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rat I would be stayin up all night
IF I was the king Ad-Rock i would get stupid dumb
If rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb
If I had a shotgun, know what I'd do,
I'd point it straight up at the sky,
and shoot heaven on down for you.
Because the bars are always open,
and the time is always right.
And if God's good word goes unspoken,
the music goes all night.
And it goes:
I want a lover, I can't find the time.
I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme.
I want to start some static, but I can't afford,
to hit the ground like I fell off my skateboard, hey.
Now a days as clear as you please,
get strapped with protection or strapped with disease.
Laughter, it's free, any time just, call me.
438-4836 'cuz your down with Sublime you get
funky fresh lyrics, you get nuff lyrics.
Stolen from an african land,
I was chased out of the bar.
And Ice is my best friend tonite
so don't push me too far.
I gonna run come down with the new lyrics,
get hit, get hip, don't slip you knuckle heads.
Racism is scism on a serious tip.
You don't believe me I go and bust your lip. Hey.
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb.
Rougher the rhythm, then it must be Sublime.
Listen Bud Gaugh yea he's right on time. Come listen Eric Wilson drop the funky bassline.
Base........Mmmmm.........Come in Bud.
Lord have his grilled cheese.
This the kinda rhythm make you wanna explode.
Not like doin' coke and shooting, not like taking a load.
Because I'm one stylee, stand rough and rugged.
I keep my body strong, clean and ....
People wanna come up and they want tell me smokin crack cocaine better than sensi
Stolen from an Africa land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley
And a mouth like a motor-bike
Oh well, the bars are always open
And the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken
The music goes all night and it goes
If I was Bob Marley
I said could you be loved?
And if I was Half Pint
I'd ball Lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rat I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stoopid dumb
And if rhymes were Valiums I'd be comfortably numb
If I had a shotgun
You know what I'd do?
I'd point that shit straight at the sky
And shoot Heaven on down for you
Because the bars are always open
And the time is always right
And if God's good work goes unspoken
The music goes all night, and it goes
I want a lover but I can't find the time
I want a reason but can't find a rhyme
I want to start some static but I can't afford
To get slammed to the ground
Like I fell off my skateboard
Now a days is clear as you please
Strap with protection or struck
With disease, 'cause laughter, it's free
Anytime just call me 439-0116
When your down with Sublime, you get
Stolen from an Africa land
I'll chase that other bar
I saw my best friend tonight
So, don't push me too far
I'm gonna run
Come down with the new lyrics, get hit, get hip
Don't slip you knuckle heads
Racism is scism on a serischisous tip
You don't believe me then I believe go on bust your lip
'Cause higher the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm man, it must be Sublime
Listen yellow lover yet it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line
People wanna come up and they wan' tell me
Smokin' crack cocaine better than Sensi
Your're puffin' that shit yo we're sick of it
Tweakin' every weekend and we just can't take it
Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, un-definitely,
evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, definitely. The tension, is getting hotter, I'd like to hold her, head underwater, oh
oh, as the livin's easy, on the microphone with ras m.g.
In the dance it's agreed that we'll well qualify to represent the LBC.
You know whats taking place?
Check this out
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion for the borderline
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion for the borderline hey
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like shhh
All locked down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin all over and when she gets home there's none left for me
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm
it gets harder
When the music hits you shall feel no pain
Take a spiff of sinsemilla make it run through your brain
Me and Sublime we sound 1 - the same
Two lions into the jungle that they just can't tame
So bring all your people
And bring it
You better take your lovin and fling it
You better bring your lovin home
Come and love your maximo
24/7 say me can't sink so low
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
So take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
And what am I gonna be doin for a wife
I said I'm gonna play with myself
Show them now we've come off the shelf
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets harder
Evil
Evil
Tension
Tension
Hold her
Water
Evil come to tell you that she's evil most definitely
Evil, ornery scandalous and evil most definitely
The tension is growing hotter I'd like to hold her head underwater
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie everybody run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets harder
This is Sublime
This is Sublime
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
G, me and Louie, we all run to the party
And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
Me and my girl, we got this relationship
I love her so bad, but she treats me like it
On lock down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin' all over
And when she gets home, there's none left for me
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
G, me and Louie, we go run to the party
Dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
Oh, take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
What am I gonna be doin' for a while?
Say, I'm gonna play with myself
Show them, now we've come off the shelf, so what?
Summertime, the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
G, me and Louie, run to the party
And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
Evil, come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely
Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely
The tension is getting hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater
Me and my girl, we got a relationship
Me and my girl, we got a relationship
My girl, we got a relationship
Oh, me and my girl, we got a
Take a tip, take a tip, take a ti-ti-tip from me
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
G, la la Louie, well everybody run to the rhythm, it gets harder
Let me tell you about a girl I know,
had a drink about a hour ago.
Sitting in a corner by herself, in a bar in downtown Hell.
She heard a noise and she looked through the door.
And saw a man she'd never seen before.
Light skin, light blue eyes, a double-chin and a plastic smile.
Well, her heart raced as he walked in the door
And took an empty seat next to her at the bar.
"My brand new car is parked right outside. How'd ya like to go for a ride?"
And she said."Wait a minute I have to think."
He said, "That's fine. May I please buy you a drink"
One drink turned into 3 or 4 and they left and got into his car
and they drove away someplace real far.
Now babe the time has come.
How'd ya like to have a little fun?
And she said."If we could only please be on our way, I will not run."
That's when things got out of control.
She didn't want to, he had his way.
She said, "Let's Go"
He said, "No Way!"
Come on babe it's your lucky day.
Shut your mouth, were gonna do it my way.
Come on baby don't be afraid,
if it wasn't for date rape I'd never get laid.
He finished up and he started the car
He turned around and drove back to the bar.
He said."Now baby don't be sad, in my opinion you weren't half-bad."
She picked up a rock.,threw it at the car, hit him in the head, now he's got a big scar.
Come on party people won't you listen to me.
Date Rape Stylee.
The next day she went to her drawer, look up her local attorney at law,
went to the phone and filed the police report and then she took the guy's ass to court.
Well, the day he stood in front of the judge he screamed, "She lies that little slut!"
The judge knew that he was full of shit and he gave him 25 years
And now his heart is filled with cheers.
One night in jail it was getting late.
He was butt-raped by a large inmate, and he screamed.
But the guards paid no attention to his cries.
That's when things got out of control.
The moral of the date rape story, it does not pay to be drunk and horny.
But that's the way it had to be.
They locked him up and threw away the key.
Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind,
even though he now takes it in the behind.
But that's the way it had to be.
They locked him up and threw away the key.
Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind,
even though he now takes it in the behind.
DATE RAPE!
She didn't want to
Some folks say that smokin herb is a crime
if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
Insufferable Informable Crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
and in the evenin we try to jam
we like the music loud in this here band
we let the bass and drop as loud as we can stand
somebody always gotta turn informer for the man
i wanna know,know right now
is there one of you in the crowd
are you gonna call 911
and spoil all of my fun
you cra-zy fools
Im the mooood
are you ready
Im in the moood
come on now ya(x2)
come on
and load up the bong
crank up the sound
let the informer call 911 (x2)
and when securities police force arrive
dont try to run dont try to hide
just pull out the 9 , pop in the clip
and let one slip
into these cra-zy fools
Im in the mood
are you ready
Im in the mood com on now ya(x2)
and in the evenin we try to jam
we like the music loud in this here van
oh i wanna know now
i wanna know know right now
are you willin are you willin and able
oooohhh like these cra-zy fools
some folks say that smokin herb is a crime
and if they catch u somkin their bound to drop the dime
Insufferable Informable Crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for u to break the rules
Im in the mood
get ready
She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.
When I went out with her she had extensions in her hair.
She got style and she got the cat moves.
You're gonna keep the beat fun because she's coming after you.
I ain't high I won't lose
I might be lookin for attention but I'm just not gonna lose
It's Friday night and there's going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be you baby.
Got one more trick up my sleeve
One more thing to say to you before I leave.
Yo girl you don't mean a thing to me
and if you thought you ever did you were high on things..
But I'm not lying gonna lose a Goddamn thing tonight
I said Friday night there's going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be you baby.
Oh if you change your ways I would lay down any time with you... with you
But I fear one more slip and this will go right
But I'm not ready to say goodbye
Because first I got a couple of tails I'm gonna kick it on down your butthole. High, low.
Run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night there's going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be me but, oh
Oh if you change your ways I would lay down anytime with her... with her
Got one my, my, my I know we had a couple of times.
But I'm ready to go
I'm gonna kick it on down your butthole. High, low.
I'm not high on booze
I'm on a run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night there's going to be another slip on my dick but it won't be me
But oh, oh, if you'll change your ways
I would lay down anytime with her
No importa que seriada
Porque todo se quitara
Ay no puedo ver lo
Ni en pintura
Cuando empezemos
No lo dia cuento
De que luego, Tu viera que pagar
Pero, tuviste tambien
Me muero acostame con ti
Con ti
Con ti
No me propongo deriacad
Vive en vejar vivir
Pero el amigo
Tienes un condon en el bolsio
Yo no soy medico
No soy chapusero
Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo
Pero si se camia, ella seria mia
Para ser poseido en propeidad
En propeidad
Mucho gusto, me llamo Bradley,
(glad to meet you my name is Bradley)
I'm hornier than Ron Jeremy,
and if you wanna get popped in your knee,
just wipe that look off your bati face
You hate me cause I got what you need,
a pretty little daughter that we call Mexi, and,
if you wanna get beat physically
it will be over in a minute if ya…
so she told me to come over, and I took that trip
and then she pulled out my mushroom tip,
and, when it came out, it went drip, drip, drip
I didn't know she had the G.I. Joe, kung-foo grip
and it went - uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and that’s that lovin’ sound- it went uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and that’s that lovin’ sound
when I kiss Mexi, she makes me feel horny,
cause I'm the type of lover with the sensitivity,
when she, kiss my neck and tickle me fancy,
the right kind of lover on Sunday morning.
En el otro lado, es donde vivi,
(On the other side is where I lived )
con mi’hjita, que se llama Mexi,
(with my girl, who's name is Mexi)
su hermana, si me quieré,
(and her sister; she wants me)
y ahorita, tenemos un bebe,
(and we have a baby)
Sus padres, sus tios, me trataron matar
(her parents, her uncles, they tried to kill me)
but they did not get too far
un poco despues tuvé que regresar
(a little while later I had to come back)
con un chingo de dinero
(with a shit-load of money)
cause you know I'm a star
me fui a Costa Rica
(I went to Costa Rica)
para tomar y sufear
(to drink and surf)
platicaba con la raza
talk to the race
cause they know who we are
Si no me dio cuenta
(If you didn't pay attention to me)
then I bet you never will
you must be a muñeca
(you must be a doll)
if your still standing still
Me gusta mi reggae,
(I like my reggae)
Me gusta punk rock,
(I like punk rock)
Pero la cosa que me gusta mas es panochita,
(but the thing I like most is pussy)
Ponga la nalga en la aire if you know who you are,
(put your ass in the air if you know who you are)
Ponga la nalga en la aire y empieza gritar,
(put your ass in the air and start to scream)
No tenga miedo, I'm your papi,
(Don't be scared, I'm your daddy)
take your chones, y los manden a mi,
(take your panties and send them to me)
levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar,
(get up, get up, you have to scream)
levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar.
I don't wanna go and party
I don't wanna shoot the pier
I don't wanna take the doggie for a walk
I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer
I don't wanna do a bong load
And go and wrench on the car
I don't wanna hose the dog shit down
'Cause I ain't even gonna get out of bed
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' out of bed today
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' out of bed today
Keep on skankin' Ronnie
Skank the night away
But the time is coming
For us all to pay, pay
I don't wanna watch no porno
I don't wanna play guitar
I don't wanna spank the monkey
I don't wanna go down to the corner bar
And I ain't even got to listen
To all the stupid shit you got to say
I don't wanna do a goddamn thing
I don't wanna, don't wanna leave my bed today
I don't wanna, I don't wanna leave my bed today
I don't wanna, I don't wanna leave my bed today
Keep on skankin' Ronnie
Skank the night away
But the time is coming
For us all to pay, pay
I don't wanna eat burritos
Or read about O J
No, I don't want to get a head rush
'Cause I ain't even gettin' out of bed today
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' out of bed today
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' out of bed today
I ain't got to leave my bed today
No, no, no, no, no, no way, no way
No way, no way, no way
Keep on skankin' Ronnie
Skank the night away
But the time is coming
There's a steel train comin' through,
I would take it if I could. And I would not lie to you
because Sunday morning soon will come
when things would be much easier to say
up on the microphone like a boss DJ
but I wont walk up, up on the sea like it was dry land.
A boss DJ ain't nothin' but a man.
No trouble no fuss, .. I know why.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
Rumors flyin' all over town, but it's just stones and
sticks.
'Cause on the microphone is where I go to get my fix.
Just let the lovin' take ahold, 'cause it will if you
let it.
I'm funky, not a junky, but I know where to get it.
[Chorus]
Oo-we girl, oo-we girl
There really ain't no time to waste, really ain't no
time to hate.
Ain't got no time to waste, time to hate.
Really ain't no time to make the time go away.
So mister DJ, don't stop the music, I wanna know,
Are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock with you girl, oo-girl, ooo-girl, oooo-
girl.
Don't stop.
Cause, It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
Now a days, the songs on the radio all, all drive me
Your name here,
Believe me it's not what you think,
Wish what you want,
It's all the same to me,
Well, not really,
But anyway,
Its just there's nothing so simple,
Nothing so silly,
Nothing so mundane,
Go east on Sunrise Highway,
Turn left at Carmen's Avenue,
Go right at the first stoplight,
And I'll be outside waiting for you,
Oh, I'll be waiting for you,
Your name in lights,
It was only a matter of time,
Your name in parenthesis,
You can't see...
Cause after this mess,
I guess you bet,
That I'd collapse before you do,
Well maybe that's true,
Or maybe it's not at all,
Go east on Sunrise Highway,
Turn left at Carmen's Avenue,
Go right at the first stoplight,
And I'll be outside waiting for you,
Oh, I'll be waiting for you,
Go east on Sunrise Highway,
Turn left at Carmen's Avenue,
Go right at the first stoplight,
And I'll be outside waiting for you,
(I don't know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons, that's O-N-S,
Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Anaheim, all the windows are
busted out, and it's like a free-for-all in here and uh the owner should
at least come down here and see if he can secure his business, if he wants to...)
April 29th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV
While I was participating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was the liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin', time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit, it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make the window drop
Finally we got our own P.A.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
(Call fire... respond mobil station. alamidos in anaheim, its uhh flaming up good...)
Cuz' as long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been much more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It's getting harder, and harder, and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some Pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the mexican
But not for the white man
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King
It's this fucked-up situation and these fucked-up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And screamin' 1-8-7 on a mother fuckin' cop
It's ain't in the paper, it's on the wall
now she God spoke from all around
(Any unit, any unit...)
Homicide, never doing no time
Give me my share, my share.
Gimme my share, I want it.
Gimme my share, I need it now, I need it now.
My share.
A wicked one who doesn't wanna see me go.
Just gimme my share, I want it. Gimme my share.
But you don't want to give it to me,
you don't wanna see me go.
Gimme my share, I want it, Gimme my share.
But there is a wicked one.
(Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8
Temple, many subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's
Do you believe I would take such a thing with me
and give it to a police man?
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that.
If I did that would you say, "Sir come down and put the charge on me"?
I wouldn't do that, no I wouldn't do that.
I'm not a fool to hurt myself, but I listened what they done to me,
they were wrong, they were wrong.
Give it to me, one time, Give it to me, two times,, Give it to me, three times,,, Give it to me: four times,,,,
Oh 5446 what's my number? what's my number now?
Right now somebody else has that number.
One more time 5447 what's my number? what's my number now? Right now somebody else has that number.
People listen up don't stand to near
I got something that you all should hear.
All lies, all the lies she told to me
make a little part of history.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Kiss 'em on the check and lifes ok.
I don't feel, no pain. I don't have, no time
to listen to conflicting points of view.
It's a crazy world to live alone,
a ball and chain I call my own
People listen up don't stand to close
I got something that you all should know
Holy Matrimony is not for me.
Rather die alone in misery.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Isn't that what they used to say?
With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew.
Turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
a ball and chain I call my own.
Crazy world to live alone
With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew,
turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
with a ball and chain I call my own.
Because marriage doesn't work in the world today
It's an institutionthat is in decay.
And if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surely find another way.
Because I was always taught boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later the sweet babys on the way,
Kiss 'em on the check and lifes ok.
I don't feel no pain, I don't have no time
to listen to conflicting points of view
I step into the great unknown,
don't seem right
but i been strung out here all night
i was waiting for the taste
you said you'd bring to me
at biscane bay
where cuban children sleep all day
super song
you used to sing to me
katie lies
you can see it in her eyes
imagine my surprise
when i saw you
are you really dr. woo?
are you really just a shadow
of a man that i once knew?
are you crazy are you high
are you just an ordinary guy
have you done all you can do?
are you really doctor
are you really doctor
are you really doctor
He likes to walk on water and walk on pastures green
Breathe life into your dying daughter, give sight to those who've never seen
Do you believe in righteous causes?
Do you believe in Holy War?
Do you believe in Armageddon?
Do you believe in anything?
It's all sublime, it's all sublime
In this world where we live, I can do no more than this
And in this world where we live, I can do no more
He'd like to live forever and say all there is to say
He'd like to make a million, and give it all away...
Do you believe in ideal causes, direct fate, holy wedlock,
I comprehend these laws with no particulars
The trappings of it all can never give in turn
A concept of counsel of the inner wealth
Perception of the dark all in you stealth
A sublime success controlled abstinence
Sublime success unworldly happiness
Sublime success controlled abstinence
Sublime success unworldly happiness
A pointed eloquence in its sublimity
Precision eminence of all solemnity
[Incomprehensible] for the inner wealth
[Incomprehensible]
A necessary call, call
A necessary call, call
Sublime success, controlled abstinence
Sublime success, unworldly happiness
I comprehend these laws with no particulars
The trappings of it all can never give in turn
Sublime success don't need abstinence
Another radical dream
becomes a long
lost friend
Beneath the rhythm
and sound
lies another meaning
And if you ask me today
to say just what
I'm thinking
You might flee my reply
and run upwards and
run downwards
It was so sublime
This entangled
up dream
still plays on illusion
Trying hard to escape
more jangled delusion
And if you ask me today
and you wonder why
It's not just what
you think
it grows outward
and it holds you
It's so sublime
This American dream
becomes elusive
if you're ready or not
it may reach out and
grab you
And if you ask me today
and you ponder life
you might flee its reply
and run upwards
and run downwards
It was so so so ba ba ba
In the mirror my love
I see all the berries of the world
Raining down on me
From a berry tree in the sky
A centuries forget me not
A lullaby
In the sublime
In the sublime
I wish that we could always be this way
In the sublime
I wish that we could always be this way
In the sublime
Oh ever
Oh ever
The sweetest bite of cherry
Can?t compare to thee
I suck in the sin, the sight of you
Just like golden lotus, I get lost
Like golden lotus, I get lost
In the sublime
In the sublime
I wish that we could always be this way
In the sublime
I wish that we could always be this way
Oh oh
Always
In the sublime
In the sublime
I wish that we could always be this way
In the sublime
In the sublime
I wish that we could always be this way
In the sublime
There are ways of making you see
What I want you to hear in your ears
If you stray I'll push a button on you
Going to show you how to disappear in your will
Your mind don't need to know
The blind are led below
But, baby, when we close our eyes
You feel the lover start to sin beside
Sublime
As you want it on time
If you want to be free
You're mine
And you know it as much
As you want to be real
Seven days I put the covers on you
Nobody talks about it here no more
If you stay I'll make a lover for you
I'm going to show you how to disappear once more
Your mind don't need to know
The blind are led below
Sublime
As you want it on time
If you want to be free
You're mine
And you know it as much
As you want to be real
I love you endlessly
Behind the veil
And all of us and all can see
Is it you in the mirror or me?
Sublime
As you want it on time
If you want to be free
You're mine
And you know it as much
As you want to be real
Sublime
As you want it on time
If you want to be free
You're mine
And you know it as much
I will follow you through heaven, earth and time
Will you be there for me when I reach the end of the line
So can you guarantee
For all eternity
Sublime... sublime
If we just carry on
We will find a way
If it's our destiny
Can you and me just be
Sublime!
Will you follow me a shoulder's sometimes nice
I will be there for you when a safety net feels right
So give your hand to me
When you need anything
Sublime... Sublime
If we just carry on
We will find a way
If it's our destiny
Can you and me just be
Sublime!
Hush now darling don't you cry
Every little thing is gonna be alright
Hush now child don't say a word
Trying to sing a song bout heaven on earth
If we just carry on
We will find a way
If it's our destiny
Can you and me just be
Sublime!
