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My Ruca 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 loop people just 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 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 tonight I be behind her, don't fuck around with my Hina. Get out! 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 ceiling 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 Stay positive and the love will come back to me 40 Oz to Freedom You've got your hair permed You've got your red dress on Talkin' about how second gear was such a turn on And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning 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 onew big question when your starin at the clock And the answers always waiting at the liqour store, 40 oz to Freedom, so I'll take that walk. And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back Ohh not going back God knows not going back You look so fine when you lie it just don't show, But I know which way the wind blows 40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good, even though I feel bad And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back Ohh not going back God knows I'm not going back God knows I'm not going back Smoke Two Joints I smoke two joints in the morning I smoke two joint at night I smoke two joint in the afternoon It makes me feel alright 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 Smoke cigarettes 'til the day she dies Take a good whiff off some good sinsemilla Smoke cigarettes 'til the day she dies Take a good whiff off some good sinsemilla Was Eazy-E ever caught tripping? Hell na!! 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 Were Only Gonna Die For Our Own Arrogance Early man walked away As modernman took control There mind's were 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. Don't Push Stolen from an african 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 well the music goes all night And it goes... If I was Bob Marley I'd be addicted to love If I was half pint I'd ball the lord up above If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight If I was a BoomtownRats I would be stayin up all night IF I was the king of Rock I would get stupid dumb If rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numba numba If I had a shotgun, know what I'd do, I'd point that shit straight up at the sky and shoot heaven on down to you Oh well the bars are always open, and the time is always right And if God's good word goes unspoken, well the music goes all night 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 Now a days as clear as you please strap with protection or strap with disease. Laughter, it's free any time just call me 439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get funky fresh lyrics, you get nothin Stolen from an african land Got chased out of the bar I saw my best friend tonight so don't push me too far I gonna run come down with the new lyrics, get hit get hip you knuckle heads Racism is scism on a serious tip You don't believe me I go and bust your lip. I hear the moutain, it hard to climb Rougher the rhythem, then it must be sublime Listen yellow lover you got it right on time We got cricket with the quickness and the bassline Go and raid the sound and tell people the news oh, hey tell them regaee music is on the loose Here I am from the place where the sun shine down in a unique fashion Good good vibes that keep on playin, playin People gonna come and try tell me smokin crack cocaine better than sensi You're pumpin' that shit and I'm sick of it Tweakin' every weekend we just can't take it Oh don't want class dick 5446/Ball and Chain 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 5446 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 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 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 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 Badfish When 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 boose Tell me are you a badfish too? Are you a badfish too? Ain't got no money to spend I know the night will never end Lord knows I'm weak Won't somebody get me off of this reef Baby your a big blue whale Grab the reef when all duck diving fails I swim but wish I never heard the water's too polluted with germs I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead Grab the reef underneath my bed Ain't got no quarrels with God Ain't got no time to grow old Lord knows I'm weak Won't somebody get me off of this reef Ain't got no quarrels with God Ain't got no time to grow old Lord knows I'm weak Won't somebody get me off of this reef Let's Go Get Stoned I swear sometimes your taking me for granted I swear sometime your a whore I swear but I know there ain't no reason 'Cause everything is such a bore Last night I had a dream, though it made me sick Saw you in your bedroom sucking someone elses dick, (MY GOODNESS!) 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 low So I'm waiting for the tide to get low If I was an ant liven upon the wall tell me baby would it make any difference at all If I was a roach on a tree tell me would you smoke me? Bright lights put me in a trance But it ain't house music, makes me want to dance. (WORD) I don't gamble but I bet, I'm gonna die by my last cigarette Hold me close I always play the mack with this monkey on my back. New Thrash 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 their's. 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 At every corner liquor store. Scarlet Begonias As I was walkin down rubadub square Not a chill to the window a litte 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 could tell 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 everthing 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 (rap) 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 tie-dyed dress , she was a psychadelic mess We toured to the north, south, east and west We sold some mushroom tea, Sold some ectacy, Sold nitrus, opium, acid, herion and PCP Now I hear the police coming after me 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 begoinas 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 bye. Live at E's Yesterday I saw a whore looking out my door As she bends my body aches if she'd walk in I would 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 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 disected and rejected I am the most impressive- aspective and progressive- motivating, inovating, chillin and digested Its obvious as ever it will be specialized Your trying to proclaim-uh- cant be compromized I am a fresh MC As you can plainly see You won't regret a DJ fresh Im sure you'll soon agree So take a seat n' feel the beat of coarse it is OK, Uh-Uh 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 ball my freaks all night long Not only do I rythme I also cut so nice they call me delight 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 5000 G, we outta here, peace, unity. D.J.s All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson Start talkin trash and we'll come with my Smith & Wesson A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same, "the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone" Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson Try talkin trash and we'll come with a smith & wesson Enough d.j.s come with enough style but when I bus my lyrics we all Know it's wicked-wily. Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night You better strap with the gat If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down With the new stylee, rockin rubadub know as reagee music Gotta come down with some new lyrics It just ain't nothing, it's been a real long time Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night Rubadub blender a new mixer I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor Hear the dub and say lord have his grilled cheese. I ain't jamican, but I ain't no freak Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o' tweak And called him ghost rider everytime you see him he fulfill the danger Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission To see his pain would be his greatest ambition We will survive in this world of competition To make sure that till the ..is done I won't wait so long For you Stop your messin around, Better think of your future Time to straighten right out or you'll wind up in jail Chica me Tipo No me importa que ser�a. (It doesn't matter to me what it would be) Porque todo se quitar� (Because everything will go away) Ay no puedo verlo (I can't see you) Ni en pintura (Not even in paint) Chorus Cuando empecemos, no me di� cuenta (When we started, I didn't realize) De que luego, tuviera que pagar (That later I would have to pay) Pero, se dice tambi�n (but, it is also said) Me muera acostarme con ti (I'm dying to lay down with you) Con ti (with you) No me propongo predicar (I don't propose to preach) Vive y dejar vivir (Live and let live) Pero el amigo (But a friend) Es un cond�n en el bolsillo (Is a condom in your pocket) Yo no soy m�dico, no soy chapocero (I'm not a doctor, I'm not a joker) Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo (I'm just poor, and now I'm so lonely) Pero si se cambie (But if she changes) Ella ser�a la mia (She will be mine) Para ser poseido en propeidad (To be possesed as property) en propeidad (As property) I've got to get alive with you Whoa I cannot do? I will lay down anytime with her with her. Right Back 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 in it again Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday So I got 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 hoe That don't mean I fuck around, I like to keep that higher ground Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday So I got 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 play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from What Happened? 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 grily'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 say 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, Amercian, 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 crazy possed fool I broke every single traffic rule. What happened? What happened? Let's go (Chorus) New Song 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, Maybe I'm just used too much. Ebin "You could hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin' on my nuts" Out my window cool and bright Fade so slowly into night Funny how things look the same Now that my friend Ebin's changed Ebin was a cooly that I used to know Now he's down with the PLO He's cold kickin it live with the KKK No xxx, No JFA Cooly was sportin' black denium shoes Dealing 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 Oh Ebin you changed Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you... Oh how you changed Oh you changed, Oh how you changed I give you a hard time, didn't want 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 crack just the other day Now he's down with the CIA We got covert operation in Vietnam Making hits and assaination he's long gone He went down to protect his country Eat Mexican food and makes lots o' money Come back a God and drive a big white car And take himself a plane down to Nicaragua Well it feels like I'm the only one to blame Oh Ebin you changed Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you Oh you changed, Oh you changed, Oh how you changed I give you a hard time, didn't want 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 Out my window cool and bright Day so slowly into night Funny how things look the same Now that my friend Ebin's changed Date Rape 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 through 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 drove 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 his 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 tears. That 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. DATE RAPE She didn't want to TAKE IT! Hope 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 now 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 now I'll be there. My day will come , I know someday I'll be the only one. Call me selfish, call it what you 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 now 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, that's your self-destruction. You don't know what you want, it's gonna take you a year to find out. I am not givin up. And when you've had enough, you take your bruised little head and you'll come running back to me I know that I will be the only one. KRS-One 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', dropin', dropin' 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 Rivers of Babylon By the rivers of Babylyon Where he sat down And there he wept when he remebered 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. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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Garden Grove We took this trip to garden grove It smelt like lou-dog in the van This ain't no reggae party $5 at the door Get so real sometimes, who wrote my rhymes I got the microwave, got the vcr I got the deuce deuce in the trunk of my car If you only knew that all the love that I found It's hard to keep my soul on the ground You're a fool don't you fuck around with my dog All I can see I steal as I fill up my garage But in 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 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 Saying I'm happy when I'm not Finding roaches in the pot All these things I do They're waiting for you. What I Got 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 But 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 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 A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity Lovin's 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're 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 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 back to the rock Fuckin and fighting it's all the same Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane Let the lovin come back to me Wrong Way Annie's 12 years old and two more she'll be a whore Nobody ever told her it's the wrong way Don't be afraid with the quickness you get laid for your family gets paid It's the wrong way I gave her all that I had to give I'm gonna make it hard to live Big salty tears running down her chin And it ruins up her make up A cigarette pressed between her lips But I'm staring at her tits It's the wrong way Strong if I can but I am only a man So I take her to the can The only family she ever had Was her seven horny brothers and her drunk-ass dad He needed money so he put her on the street Everything was going fine till the day that she met me Happy are you sad, wanna shoot your dad I'll do anything i can it's the wrong way We talked all night and tried to make it right Believe me shit was tight It was the wrong way So run away if you don't wanna stay Cause I ain't here to make you It's up to you what you really wanna do Spend some time in America Dub style So we ran away And I'm sorry when I say that to this very day It was the wrong way She took a hike it don't matter it I like it or not Cause she only wants the wrong way I gave her all that I had to give But she still wouldn't take it, oh no Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve But it still ruins her make-up I never wanted Same in the End Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky They give it up and they give it up but they never ask why Daddy was a rolling, rolling 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 and 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 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 I shut my mouth And put down my guitar Sunday morning hold church down at the bar Get down on my 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 that I see It's a hellified way to start your day If I make you cry all night Me and daddy are 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 Buttkiss You know I lie I get me an I'm a thief in the dark I'm a rain 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 heart 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 You got tricks up my sleeve Twenty four-seven the devils my best friend Makes no difference it's all the same in the end April 29, 1992 (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 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 Then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire Next stop as 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 (Homicide, 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 livin' room's been more comfortable Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here It's getting harder and harder every year Some kids went in a store with thief mother 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 bout this fucked up situation and the fuckin police It's about coming up and staying on top or screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop It's not written on the papers, but its written 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) 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 Eureka, 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) (10-4) Santeria I don't practice santeria ain't got no crystal ball I had a million dollars but I'd I'd spend it all I could find that Hina and that Sancho that she's found I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd smack her down All I really wanna say I can't define it's love I need But my soul will have to wait till I get back and find Hina of my own Daddy's gonna love one and all I feel the break and I got to live it out I swear that I really wanna know All I really wanna say is I got mine and I make it Yes, I'm comin' up Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide Daddy's got a new .45 And I won't think twice to put that barrel straight down Sancho's throat Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk ass What I really wanna say is there's just one way back And I'll make it but my soul will have to wait Seed 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 Oh my god honestly believe it or not its a disease. Jailhouse Jailhouse gets empty Rudy gets plenty 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 resistance Pawn Shop Down there at the pawn shop It's a nifty place to shop What has been sold is not strictly made of stone Please remember its flesh and bone Paddle Out I never thought that when I grew up I would be in a band and travel all the best spots in the land I'm not here to brag or boast I'm 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 St into Mitchell'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 Checkin' the spots that I love the most The Ballad of Johnny Butt Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong will to survive he just keep pushin' on even though he was barely alive so shoot it up shoot it up it just don't matter Johnny says he wants 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 pushin' cause the streets are yours there'll come a day when all that shit won't matter so shoot it up shoot it up it just don't matter when you're resisting 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 just keep on pushin' cause the streets are yours there'll come a day when all of that shit won't matter so shoot it up shoot it up it just don't matter resisting 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 Burittos 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 aint even gonna get out of bed Keep on skankin' ronnie skank the night away But the time has come 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 Aint even got to listen to all the stupid shit you got to say I don't wanna do a god damn thing I aint gonna make my bed today I don't wanna eat burritos or read about o.j. Aint gonna get a head rush cause i aint gettin out of bed today Under my Voodoo It's under my voodoo Get Ready Some folks say smoking 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 when 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 want to 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 come on now, 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 Caress Me Down 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, 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 that G.I. Joe kung-fu grip and it went uhh caress me down uhh and thats that lovin sound and it went uhh caress me down uhh and thats that lovin sound when I kiss Mixie it makes me feel horny cause Im the type of lover with the sensitivity when she kiss my neck and tickle me fancy the right kind of lovin on Sunday morning en otro lado es donde viv con mijita que se llama mixie y su hermana si me quiere y ahorita tenemos un beb sus padres sus padres me trataron matar but they did not get to far un poco despus tuve que regresar con un chingo de dinero cuz you know Im a star yo fui a Costa Rica para comer y sufeur estuve a practicaba con la raza cuz they know who we are s no le di cuenta and I bet you never will you must be a mueca if you're still standing still and it went uhh caress me down uhh and thats that lovin sound and it went uhh caress me down uhh and thats that lovin sound me gusta mi reggae me gusta punk rock pero la cosa que me gusta ms es panochita Pon la nalga en el aire if you know who you are con el nalga en el aire empieza gritar take your chones y los manden a m levanta levanta tienes que gritar levanta levanta tienes que bailar and it went uhh caress me down uhh and thats that lovin sound and it went uhh caress me down uhh and thats that lovin sound What I Got (Reprise) Same lyrics Doin' Time Summertime and the livin's easy and Bradley's on the microphone with ras m.g. all the people in the dance will agree that we are well qualified to represent the lbc me and Louie run to the party dance to the riddim it gets harder me and my girl got this relationship I love her so bad but she treats me like... on lock down like a penitentiary she spreads her lovin' all over and then there's none left for me oh take this veil from off my eyes a burning sun will one day rise so what am i gonna be doin' for a wife I guess I'll have to play it myself show them how we come off the shelf Evil I've come to tell you that she's evil most definitely Evil ornery scandalous and evil The tension is getting hotter I'd like to hold her head underwater | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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Doin' Time (uptown dub) | Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, un-definately, evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, definately. 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. (((microphone control... da da-da-da-da da...))) up to index Get Out! (remix) [It's 8:05. This is Phillus 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 tomarrow, 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 Possie) 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. Oh, I got into a fist fight and wound up in jail all night. <<>> up to index Romeo 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' somthings 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 cant 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 alright, 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, sometimes it makes you wanna explode. up to index New Realization 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 stright 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 its hard to be givin'. Downtown's wheres you'll find me, do some and got a 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'r 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 thats 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, I payed 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, cuz I like to have a little fun. Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun. A mind is a precious thing to taste. up to index Don't Push 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 rythmes 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 rythme. 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 straped with protection or straped 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 lurics. 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 moutain, it hard to climb. Rougher the rythm, 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 rythem make you wanna explode. Not like doin' coke and shooting, not like taking a load. Beacause 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 Somthing sumthing sumthin..... up to index Slow Ride 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. (Phone Dialing) [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.] (Click!) 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 dont know, Maybe cuz you move so slow. (x3) Like love, move nice and low. Slowride! (x3) up to index Chick on my Tip 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 gunna 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 gunna 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 gunna kick it on down your butthole. High, low. Run for attention but I just can't lose Friday night theres 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 gunna 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 theres 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 With her.... up to index Had A Dat Raging and swirling, getting inside, I feel Like I'm going to Break! Bright sun sinking low, I never feel afraid to let emotions show. Well I did. Now take a look at me, I had a close brush before your destiny. Before I end, and you'll be victims of my stories, tales, lies, and exaggerations. I'm gonna When your living life like a show 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. a little close inside feels like I'm going INSANE! Red lights are sinking low I grab another beer cuz it's time to go... I feel my head burst, I head out to your 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 like and skip 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 going upon my knees I said, I said going down to my knees I pray to the Lord up above! Help me, I'm falling down feeling now the cold, cold, cold, hard ground haunting faces, and moving lines slumber party for tonight Pound it hard, your gonna pound it again but please just do not pump up my friend cuz it seems alright, gonna push him around but I can't be taken for no clown. Because, when I am on the ground I CRY! wowowowowowo.. Dub Style! oh, cool and eazy oh no cool and easy to the sweet reggae music oh no feels alright to sweet reggae music feels alright sweet reggae music.... up to index Trenchtown Rock 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. Trehchtown 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 feel no pain. up to index Badfish When 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 boose Tell me are you a badfish too? Are you a badfish too? Ain't got no money to spend I know the night will never end Lord knows I'm weak Won't somebody get me off of this reef Baby your a big blue whale Grab the reef when all duck diving fails I swim but wish I nevered learned The water's too polluted with germs I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead Grab the reef underneath my bed Ain't got no quarrels with god Ain't got no time to grow old Lord knows I'm weak Won't somebody get me off of this reef Ain't got no quarrels with God Ain't got no time to grow old Lord knows I'm weak Won't somebody get me off of this reef up to index Drunk Drivin' Drunk driving is what I like to do. I like drunk driving with you. up to index Saw Red (Gwen) Every day I love him a little bit more, a litle bit more, a little bit more. Every day I love him just a little bit more, and he loves me the same. (Brad) 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. (both) Baby if ya wanna get on, baby if ya wanna get off. It makes no sence at all, I saw red. I saw red. I saw red. One more secret lover that I shot dead. (Brad) Every day I wake up, just a little bit more, feelin' like a dog in the yard because it's just how we are. (Gwen) And every day I wonder if it's over, when I wake up I realize no it isn't, and break down the wall. (Brad) You say it's black but I just can't believe you. (Gwen) And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to decieve you. (Brad) And baby, I'm aware of the high and the low, and I'll be waithing in the middle, but I just lack control. (both) Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high. It makes no sence at all, I saw red. I saw red. One more secret lover that I shot dead. (Brad) Girls don't go crazy, girls don't go crazy, oh girls don't crazy when the men use you. (Gwen) Women hold your men tight, if it makes you feel alright, It's your own life. up to index Garbage Grove [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 tweeker pad Getting yelled at by my dad Acting happy when I'm not Finding roaches in the pot All these things I do, They're waiting for you. up to index April 29th 1992 [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] up to index Superstar Punani So tell me if you really wanna be a superstar But fiesta on the mike and 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 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 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 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 gunna make a phony image for the MTV Hear it on the radio say damn that's me Whenever I get over on a 3 peice hog Jesus and her mom are gonna break your arm Put your ass in the john to be a superstar I realize sometimes I feel old design Oh your reknown position and you just can't hide Ruff 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 reknown position and you just can't hide Woah it's the position 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 Oh my God Free yeah free oh oh oh hey Want the dogs? Let em go. Let em up to index Legal Dub Legalize it, don't criticize it. Legalize it, and I will advertize it. up to index What's Really Goin' Wrong up to index Doin' Time (eerie splendor remix) 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 Hey This is Sublime I'm a lion
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