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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 duece-duece 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
Your a fool don't you fuck around with my dog
All I can see I steal as I fill up my garage
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 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 para tu.
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 things went wrong
Got to find a reason why the money's all gone
But I got a dalmation and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mofo 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 withing 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 that botte and goes back to
the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with loui dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me
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 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
I never wanted a cigarette pressed between het lips
When 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 its the wrong way
The only family she ever had
Was her 7 older 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 shot 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's 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 if I like it or not
because she only wants the wrong way
Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up but they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin's 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' frieght 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 butkiss
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 ain't me
If I make you cry I might be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a loadfrom my big gun
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back
You got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 the devils my best friend
Makes no difference it's all the same in the end
April 29th, 1992 there was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you were sittin' home watchin' your tv
I was paticipating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liqour 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
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' romm'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 thier 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 mofo cop
It's not written on the papers, but its written on the wall
National guard smoke from all around
I don't practice santeria got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars but I'd spend it all
I could find that heina 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 say it's love I need
But my soul will have to wait till I get back and find heina 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 somethin 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
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 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
Down there at the pawn shop
It's a nifty place to shop
What has been sold is not strickly made of stone
Please remeber its flesh and bone
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 about the spots 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 i
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome
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 bari
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
It's under my voodoo
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
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 viví
con mijita que se llama Mixie
y su hermana si me quiere
y ahorita tenemos un bebé
sus padres sus padres me trataron matar
but they did not get too far
un poco después tuve que regresar
con un chingo de dinero cuz you know I'm a star
yo fui a Costa Rica para comar
estuve a practicaba con la raza cuz they know who we are
sí no le dió cuenta and I bet you never will
you must be a muñeca if you're still standing still
(chorus)
Me gusta mi reggae
Me gusta punk rock
pero la cosa que me gusta más es panochinta
pon las nalgas en el aire if you know who you are
pon las nalgas en el aire y empieza gritar
no tengas miedo im your papi
take your chones y los manden a mí
levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar
levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar
(chorus)
and the girls carressed me down
and that's the lovin'sound
much love 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 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 baby
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 love my reggae
I love punk rock
but the thing I like most is pussy
put your ass in the air if you know who you are
put your ass in the air and start to scream
dont be afraid im your daddy
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
What I Got (Reprise)
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 things went wrong
Got to find a reason why the money's all gone
But I got a dalmation and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mofo
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 withing 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 that botte and goes back to
the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with loui dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me
summertime and the livin's easy
and bradley's on the microphone w/ ras m.g.
all the people in teh 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 shit
on lock down like a penetentiary she
spreads her lovin' all over and then there's none left for me
(chorus) 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
(chorus) evil i've come to tell you that she's evil most definately
evil ornery scandalous and evil the
tension is getting hotter i'd like to hold her head underwater
Waiting For Bud
There are no lyrics to this song
Steady B Loop Dub
Music from Jamaica, all the love that I've found
Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound.
Raleigh Soliloquy pt. I
We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunitics all at
once with a filtering system of God. We're the psyco-semantic police,
you can't even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about it?
We're pure intellegence, your not. Your biological product of a
comological 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' programer 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
capured 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
off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me for eternal
time.
Pool Shark (orig)
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how thinking how things wern't so cool 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 got that needle, I can bleed, but I can't breathe.
Take it away, but I want more and more.
One day I'm gonna loose the war.
Steppin' Razor
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
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
Greatest Hits
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 ciggarette, and I think,
Bert Senzanka made me drink.
Load the box and I'll pump that shit.
Got my greatest hits
Got my greatest hits
Is this band making money? I don't know.
It's the writing on the wall.
All my friends drink alcahol.
I'm too drunk to light the bong.
I'm too stoned to write this song.
Light my cigarette, and I think,
Bert Susanka made me drink.
Load the box and I'll pump that shit.
Free Loop Dub
No lyrics
Q-Ball
(Q-Ball)
...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.
(Too $hort)
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
(Q-Ball)
I come too dope, I'm kickin' the cash.
Because I clash, I gash.
The buck-shots hit your ass when you duck.
Nigga rains be supream...
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 war.
(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.
Work That We Do
Well we realized so long, long ago, and I bet you,
that we've seen it all, the lies wont get you.
I've got fourteen miles to go,
I've got rythem comin' sence I've got the sto.
But I won't wanna come around our love. So why?
If you are rich, I'm gonna ?????? young darlin. I'ma find you.
And when I find you, I'm gonna get your lovin' arms today.
So we fight to get, we fight to ger our weary arms to bed.
Real love's somthing that I still hope people make there own places to go.
And now in '94 were gonna lie some more.
In 1994 were going to die some more.
It it ever going to be the last show?
It's going to be the last drive,
boss to proud to make the cars that we drive.
The women don't mind, I've got ample time,
they don't wonder why that they do.
That's work that we do, a work that we do is work that we do.
Lincoln Highway Dub
I got a hundred and nintey-six different kinds of oil cans. The electric
toasters. There isn't a thing in here that wasn't one time or another used
on the Lincoln Highway.
Pool Shark (acoustic)
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how thinking how things wern't so cool 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 got that needle, I can bleed, but I can't breathe.
Take it away, but I want more and more.
One day I'm gonna loose the war.
Cisco Kid
(Raleigh)
That's chapter 1, would you like to have chapter 2? You better you son of
a bitch, I know the way.
(Movie)
Here's adventure, here's romance, here's the famous Robbin Hood of the old
west.
Cisco, the sherif, he's getting closer!
Make way Poncho, vominous.
The Cisco Kid.
(Brad)
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, droppes 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 pritty handy with a six gun myself)
The 808 kit is on my hitlist,
and this beat's cooking like a ??????.
It wasn't hard to do, it so easy.
Because to me loops come naturaly.
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 to rock you.
If you think he didn't get what he deserved,
call 808 kit to get served.
(movie)
There's always some hombre that resist swapin' lead, just to see if their
faster with the six gun than Cisco is.
They'll only find out Cisco is faster.
Well that don't stop 'em from tryin' Poncho, like Slade here, he fancys
himself as fast on the draw as a quart-horse takin' after a stay.
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," hehe, the kid part fits you from the way you act.
I've meet with your kind before.
You a folish hombre if you think he will not fight you.
Your making big talk for an hombre who will not 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 you faggot.
Is that a good punch?
Alright 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 homber, I'd be glad to accomidate you.
I'll make it soon Cisco.
Raleigh Solioquy Pt. II
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.
STP
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 somthing that made me
want to burn my liquer 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 lots fun stuff to do,
like relax and design a brand new tatoo.
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.
Have you seen that whore betty?
Someone said she stole my pritty
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that fuckinest bitch
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your taklin' about me baby, it's hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money, but 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.
But the taste of honey is worse than none at all.
Boss D.J.
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
upon the microphone like a boss DJ
when I would work upon the sea like it was dry land.
The 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.
When I spendn' all of my time, 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 waist, really ain't no time to hate.
Ain't got no time to waist, time to hate.
Really ain't time to make the time go away.
So mister DJ, don't the music, I wanna know,
Are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock with you girl, oo-girl.
Don't stop.
(Chorus)
I Don't Care Too Much For Reggae Dub
(these lyrics are kinda fucked up...this track is a pain in da ass...and I'm sure I'm missing a few words...or have some fucked up...oh well, bite me)
see I chose this profession, so there for I earn beer.
and I'm not lying one fucking bit either
we're magicians
what kinda mucic you'll play?
the kind that.....I dunno
ask and you shall will see
regae!!
regae? oh! regae!
I'm not tuned into regae
why not? oh well
cuz I don't like it, thatz why
oh, accualy we play, you know bon jovi?
no
I like jazz and blues, I'm not tuned into rap, I realy don't like the rap
I like oldies, some rock, I even like a little mexican music
don't understand what the shit is saying, but itz good when you're fucked up
now that indian music, now thatz something to trip off of!
because itz like every song is the same
you must be triping pretty hard!
uh huh!
I bet you trip hard!
oh, hez got it going on
yeah yeah
every day I say hello to you
you should get a real one man, that shitz a fucking problem
I never said I thought you were stupid
I don't even have 20 cents
I have I had a 20 cent dollar I'd give it to ya
this guyz got 20 cents I bet you
my wallet's inside
yeah right, come on
yeah come on
you got some cash
we know ya got money
acculy I think I do
give him the fucking quarter
regae? oh regae!!
come on down, come on down
when I heard the verdict I wuz...........?????
I gave him all my money
I know, I have another friend, they beat the shit out of him for no reason
the mother fuckers knocked on the door and arrested him for being drunk in public
hez in a mental hospital...and that thing doesn't realy work
you should get a real one man, that thingz fucking problem
whoz this guy?
thatz opie
opie
opiez our fucking mascot
he's our master
master of what?
master of the mother fucker
here ya are have one
he usually doesn't speak like every two weeks
he only speaks about once every two weeks
Falling Idols
No words
All you Need
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 want it real!
Freeway Time In LA County Jail
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 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.
Hungry babe, a new stylee.
Hungry babe, a new stylee.
And a angry dog is a hungry dog.
And a hungry god is a angry god.
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 my ettays and the SAs, 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.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!
Mary
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.
Oh Mary baby, daddy is coming home.
Raleigh Solioquy Pt. III
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.
SECOND HAND SMOKE
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...)))
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.
<<>>
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.
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.
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.....
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)
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....
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....
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.
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
Drunk Drivin'
Drunk driving is what I like to do.
I like drunk driving with you.
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.
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.
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]
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
Legal Dub
Legalize it, don't criticize it.
Legalize it, and I will advertize it.
What's Really Goin' Wrong
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
Thanks Dub
(instrumental)
40oz to freedom
Waiting For My Ruca
punk rock changed our lives
(dog barking)
good boy, good boy, good boy
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 'round me
and love
she send a message of love
she said
I love up the way you move
I love the way you rap
bo bo
Ramona please step back
now she's my Ruca
I'm barely waiting for my Heina
she moved from Long Beach down to L.A.
right now she's 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 Bradley
bo bo
and now I'm waiting for my Ruca
and I barely pulled up with my Heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her
don't fuck around with my Heina
Get Out
[cut out from final version of album]
It's 8:05 this is Phillis in the office
The cat is out on the patio.
If this happens 1 more time, your butts are in the street.
I am sick and tired of your activities,
and your cat, and your untruths with me.
I'm going to call you tomorrow, when your home,
and you better explain a lot of things to me
because I'm sick and tired of your bull-shit.
Good night."
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 have seen all the flops in my house
they was jumping on walls and kicking ceilings
nowadays people listen to me when I say... GET OUT
hold me and don't let go
it don't make no difference that your a ho
because I need a place to stay
although disease was just the price I paid
in days of old thats how it used to be
oh yes indeed
that girl is dead to me now
and I sing... GET OUT
one two three four
lemme bust a freestlye then
fuck you man
I gotta bone to pick
so sit don't trip
I'm cuttin hits like Bert Susanka's got the shrimp dip
I get it get it get it get it all the time
the people want to know the meaning of the word Sublime
it's anarchist
man it's the shit you missed
we get the minute man loops
and add a PEN1 twist
cuz we know you love the pit
but 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 gank no cess
when yellow lover on the d-r-u-m-s
Well let the lovin take a hold over me
Let the lovin take a hold over me
(Follow 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
to stay positive
the love will come back to me
40oz to Freedom
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 liqour store
40oz to freedom
so I take that walk
and I know that
oh I'm not goin' back
oh not going back
oh God knows
I'm not going back
oh 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 havn'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 chince 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
oooh I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, God knows, I'm not going back
Ohhh, I'm...not goin'
ooohhh....I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, God knows, I'm not going back
Ohhh, I'm...not goin'
I got a whole one left in the freezer
Smoke Two Joints
(she was living in a single room with three other individuals.
one of them was a male and the other two,
well, the other two were females.
God only know what they were up to in there.
and furthermore Susan, I wouldn't be the least bit surprised
to learn that all four of them habitually
smoke marijuana cigarettes...reefers)
I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joints at night
I smoke two joints 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
smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died
toke a big spliff of some good sensimillia
smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died
toke a big spliff of some good sensamill..."
"Easy-E were ya ever caught slippin'?" "hell no!"
daddy he once told me son you be hard workin' man
and Momma she once told me son you do the best you can
but then one day I met a man who came to me and said
hard work good and hard work fine but first take care of head
whoa rock me tonight
whoa-oh Jah sake
whoa-ohh
Were Only Gonna Die For Our Arrogance (Early Man)
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
Don't Push
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 work 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 hey
Now a days is clear as you please
get strap with protection or struck with disease
laughter it's free
anytime just call me
439-0116
when your down with Sublime
you get funky fresh lyrics
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 serious tip
you don't belive me then I go on bust your lip
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
go and wake the town
tell the people the news ohh hey
tell them reggae music is on the loose (sung at same time)
here I am like a ragin' storm with a brand new style and a unique fashon.
(sung at same time)
I am from the place where the sun keeps shinin' shinin'
and good good vibes that keep on playin' playin'
them a fire one shot for peace eqality
come come thema come with a rougha stylee
come come thema care about you wicked stylee
come come if ya come with your wicked stylee
Thema fire one shot
pump pump lick-a-shot
thema fire two shots
pump pump lick-a-shot
thema fire three shots
pump pump pump lick-a-shot
thema hear about me rock
with me armor
thema launch they attack with me armor
when they start counterreact with me armor
thama launch an attack with me armor
coutnerreact with me armor
when they start counterreact
when me am bigger
hear me copy tell you about this wicked stylee
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
whoa-oh, we no wan' plastic bo! bo! bo!
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 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
give it to me one time (ohh give it to me,yeah!)
give it to me - two times
give it to me three times
give it to me four times
Oh 5446 was my number was my number now
Right now somebody else has that number
(one more time)
5447 was my number was my number now
Right now somebody else has that number
'cuz we're chillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night
we're chillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night
hear the dub hear the beat in the dog pound DJ
Lord have his grilled cheese
some jealous punk snuck up around my back
tried to take a 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
give it to me three time
give it to me four time
people listen up don't stand to near
I've got somthin' that you all should hear
all lies all the lies all the lies 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 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, 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 sweet baby's on the way
Isn't that what they used to say
with a girl you knew
and the bonds that we grew
turned into a ball and chain
I step into the great unknown
and a ball and chain I call my home
a-ba-na-na-na-na, whooo
crazy world to live alone
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
and a ball and cahin 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 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 him 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
with a ball and chain I call my own
a-ba-na-na-na-na whoooo
Badfish
how's it goin dude?
Hey man what's up?
tell Todd he can turn the radio back on
When you grab ahold of me
you tell me that I'll never be set free
but 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)
ain't got no money to spend
I hope the night would never end
Lord knows I'm weak
won't somebody get get me off this reef
baby your a big blue whale
grab the reef when all duck divin' fails
I swim but I wish I never learned
the water's too polluted with germs
I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
grab the reef underneath my bed
(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 this reef
I gotta go dude
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 this reef
Let's go get Stoned
I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
I swear sometimes that your a whore
I swear but I know there ain't no reason
'cuz everything is such a bore
last night I had a dream
lord it made me sick
saw you in your bedroom suckin' someone elses 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
"damn, now lick my balls"
"The rhythm, the rebel"
"the young hefer"
"the rhythm, the rebel"
"I said suck the mother fucker your bitin' it shit!"
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 trance
but it ain't house music makes me wanna dance
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
put the monkey on my back
New Thrash
I've got so much trouble on my mind
that it feels if like I'm always sleepin' with the enemy
but I know the real world always gets the last word in
that's why I gotta kick reality
So don't tease me and try to say that I should care
might as well go out for mine 'cuz everybody's going out for theirs
So don't tell me about a fake drug war
cut education programs more
the people will one day learn and rise
'cuz not everyone is out to score
people always ask me why people are all fucked up
at every corner there's a liquor store
peace
Scarlet Begonias
As I was walkin' down rubadub square
not a chill to the wind 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
like other girls
Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
as heaven works out the way it does in this song (hey)
'cuz once in awhile 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 woman took a lovin' over me
and just to gain her trust I bought a microbus
because I sold off all my personal property
A tight tye-dye dress she was a psychadelic mess
we toured to the north, south, east, and west
we sold some mushroom tea we sold some extacy
we sold nitrous, opium, acid, heroin, and pcp
and now I hear the police comin' after me
yes now I hear the police comin' after me
the one scarlet with the flowers in her hair
she's got the police comin' after me
but there ain't nothin' 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 eye
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by
let it pass by
oh just let her pass by
Live at E's
Yesterday I saw a whore
lookin' out for more
while she makes my body aches
when I walk in then I say:
Well (uh)
I'm on the mic doin' (uh)
the things you like and I'm (uh)
pleasy G and I'm (uh)
treat you right
'cuz all the ladies and me
you see we both agree
that (uh) I'm goin' down in world history, well yo
whoa she makes my body ache
and you know I live for more
I won't flake or perpetrate
I won't front no funky ho
Don't get me wrong I'm just
(uh) singin' my song
I'm just like you
I like to ball my freaks all night long
Not only do I rhyme
I also cut so nice
and all the fightin' perpetratin' dj's want my slice
cause I'm select
perpetratin' dj's, come and look for me
rock me rubadub rock and roll m.c.
so sweet and so nice,
they call me delight
go,ah,go,ah,go,ah,go,ah,go,ah,go go
go Eric, think of somthin', sing somthin'
(Eric) My name is Eric I have nothing to say
'cuz I'm not a fucking dj
and if you wanna come talk to me
then you gotta talk to my man Bradleeeeeeeey
ha ha ha ah,ah
(rasta dude)
(uh), (uh), elected,
my ryme's have been perfected
The fightin' m.c.s will be disected and rejected
I am the most supressive,
aspective, and progressive
motivating, innovating, chillin' and digested
it's obious as ever it will be specialized
If your trying to prevent, (uh),
it can't be comprimised
I am a fresh m.c.
as you can plainly see
you won't regret a dj a fresh m.c you'll soon agree
So take a seat and feel the beat
of course it is okay, (uh), (uh)
Yes thats the Ras M.g.
yo! on Judgement Day
That's right we outta here
5000 g 5000 g
we outta here, we outta here
peace, nothing but peace and unity
alright
DJs
Tellin' you right now,
soon there will nothing to plow,
soon there'll be nothin' natural,
and everything will be artificial.
In the future I say, In the future I say, in the future I say
All of the d.j.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 at night
oh, all of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
enough d.j.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 at 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
'cuz 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 d.j.
lord have this grilled cheese
I mean ah, I am Jamican but I ain't no freak
I caught the man Ino with a ten pound bag of tweak
("ha ha ha-tweaking") -(Eazy E - "damn.")
hold on, though we call it ghost rider
every time we see them you fulfill the danger
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 mision
to see his pain would be his greatest ambition
but ah, we will survive in this world of compition
using guns and our ammunition
bo,bo,bo,bo,bo,bo,bo
go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go
I won't wait so long mm,
i said I won't wait so long for you
oh, oh, yeah mmm ooh oh
hard to get so much
hmm, stop your messin' around
ah ah ah ah better think of your future
ah ah ah ah time you straighten right out
ah ah ah ah or you'll wind up in jail
Chica Mi Tipo
No importa que se lleva, porque todo se quitara
It doesn't matter what you wear, because you're going to take it all off
Ay, no puedo verlo, ni el figura
But no, I can't look at you, not even your figure
Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta
When we began, I did not realize
De que luego, tuviera que pagar
that afterwards, I would have to pay
pero si se cambie, me voy a acostarme con ti, con ti
but if things change, I'm going to lay down with you, with you
No me propongo predicar, vive y deja vivir
I'm not trying to preach, live and let live
Pero el amigo es un condon en el bolsillo
But a man's best friend is a condom in his pocket
Yo no soy medico, no soy chapusero
I am not a doctor, I am not a cheater
Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo
I am only poor, and now I am so alone
Pero si se cambie, ella seria la mia,
but if things change, she will be mine,
para ser poseido en propiedad, en propiedad
to have as my property, property
I've got to get it on with you, oh what can I do?
I would lay down anytime with her, with her
Right Back
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
your girlfriend said so, but I don't really know
that don't mean we fucked around
that night last week when you left town
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
uh-huh, sometimes right now
since I've left the pen
feels like I'm right back there again
sometimes I pray
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (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 girfriend 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 (holiday)
So I bought myself a gun
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from
oohhh, don't tease me
ohhh, don't tease me
don't tease me, oh
sometimes I pray
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
so I bought myself a gun
now I'm right back, right back where I'm from
What Happened
3, 4
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 must have had some fun
what happened?
Last thing I remember
I was chillin' at a party
pinchin' 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?
oh yeah, play it for them wonder
What am I doing here?
who is this girl in my bed?
what is this shit on my face?
my god, what is that awful smell?
She may be an angel
she may be a queen
she might be
black, white, american, indian or japanese
what happened?
Threw a bottle at the bouncer
didn't think that he was cool
pissed in someones drink
and threw a bike into a pool
drivin' down the side walk
like a drunkin' possesed fool
I broke every single traffic rule
oh, what happened?
what happened?
Let's go!!!
She may be an angel
she may be a queen
she might be
black, white, american, indian or japanese
New Song
I heard that payback's a motherfuckin bitch,
But i won't stress and I won't switch,
And I would not take my life
Glory please have god
The only thing on my mind
It takes up all of my time
And I said, oh
Running from a gun
Or some brain that weighs a ton
My god it hurts to get so low
Searchin' through the car
Cold stone searchin' through the night
I think I would run...to you
But I refuse to fuss and fight
And god may find the reason
Well I'm sure you'll find the rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
...It stands for freedom
God knows I've got the number
Maybe I just use too much
I was sitting in a bar
Now I'm sitting in that stolen car
Cold stone rollin' down the boulevard
Thought you was clean
On the microphone scene
Think I would run...to you
But I know I won't fit for me
Cuz I know
God's got the reason
And the rhyme
And please tell me
Why it takes up all my time
I've been drinking just like you
And baby you got something I coulduse
Payback's a motherfucking bitch
I won't stress and I won't switch
And I would not take my life
Glory pleae have god
Coming 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 weighs a ton
You know a bit that line from flavor flav
But all the DJ's do it
All the DJ'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, yeah
'T' it stands for treason
The 'D' it stands for dub
And
Maybe I just use too
Maybe I just use too
Maybe I just use too much
Ebin
Can hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin on my nutz, haha
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 with the PLO
He's cold kickin it live with the KKK
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 booze
Well, it could be me or it could be you.
Oh feels like my whole life is rearragned
Ebin you changed
Ebin Ebin Ebin Ebin you Oh how you changed
Oh you changed
Oh how you've 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
with a hit man assasin like a long strong arm
He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and make lots o' money
Come back up north 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 L.
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 Styley.
The next day she went to her drawer,
looked up her local attorney at law,
went to the phone and filed a 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 yrs
And now his heart is filled with tears.
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 when your 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
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 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 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 see 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 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 Babylon
where he sat down
and there he wept
when he remebered Zion
Alpha 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 hearts
be acceptable in thy sight
over I
by the rivers of Babylyon
where he sat down
and there he wept
when he remebered Zion
Alpha 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 in a strange land
Thanks Dub
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.
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......
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