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| 1. |
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Language is on fire that are launched, start here
The warning of the word goes out to all the Above all the below and all who have been cast aside For everyone who is re-energized, criticized or disguised From the roof of the powerhouses To the ground floor of your soul To all who can fathom a subsidiary atmosphere And to all who can listen to the sound of cyber fear Chim Chim's Badass Revenge... Equals the imaginative mind that enables us To resist the strategies of containment brought on to us By political thunder whores from on high It's the coming of the digital freak swing Vs. ape kills master If you try you will catch on... Inhospitable cellular chain gangs And the slaves speak of consumerism And in the monsters of plastic that await Behind the hidden corners of the new hype The surrender of our dignities And the disintegrate of the Wamo Frisbee Within us all of the side effects of the emerging techno psychology The push button landscape of the coming millenia And it intellectual discriminations can't be avoided They can only be down graded repudiated And Afthroplacentrically renovated The history distorting legislative heartbeat of the coming century Aligns itself with weakness and over indulgence Chim Chim's Badass Revenge Suggests that you structure your acceptance of the frequencies According to hope and man and a kick ass outlook If you try you will catch on The reinvention accelerates from this point For it is with these words and the spirit of Chim Chim's Badass theory of religiosity that we bring you the only antidote that humanity will ever know Fishbone |
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| 2. |
| 4:27 |
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The ultimate in flip script deliverin' many blows
All that primate thinkin' broke off leg and elbow A fruit bowl delight of power knockin' down any door Chim Chim's laughin' at you and he's slammin' you to the floor Chim Chim's badass revenge... Wit one mega nut bomb you got blowin' up and away With a bounty full of Kaboom terrorizin' Keep yo' hair arizin' and the sunshine reflects off ah dah moon, When you think it's over, Chim Chim's scarface in the room Chim Chim's badass revenge... Takin' 'em hostage, holdin' up the bank, blockin' the sewer Drainin' yo gas tank, breakin' the rules, ignorin' the signal Runnin' the stop sign to get your peace of mind. [Repeat] Takin' 'em hostage... |
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| 3. |
| 8:33 |
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Well let me pull myself up and out of this toilet
That I'm in. It's liberating for a little while But living in shit with shit And bein' all about shit ain't my style So up to the front I go Past the ass rim where the sun and the snow melt into a river of sprinkly clear water <i>[Chant]</i> Deep in the toilet Doo Deep Doo I'm in the cube, in the cube <i>[Repeat 2x]</i> Deep Doo Doo Numb to the cold that I'm swimmin' in I imagine a world without sin Where there's mutual respect for every soul With no question And no testin' of no one's wits or individuality. <i>[Chant]</i> <i>[Chorus]</i> I'm in the cube And I'm deep in the toilet Way down deep Where no good scent can spoil it where I can get respect from all the shit around me As far a what comes down from above me I'm in the cube And I'm deep in the toilet Way down deep Where no good scent can spoil it It eventually turns into a degree of a flea Down here I see the future of life to be It's too crowded up here Everybody's greedy and they just Won't calm down Their intentions are good But they always get drowned by the ego overthrown And the know-it-all hard-heads that insist on running the show. The devil dookey that threatens my friends and me <i>[Chant 2x]</i> Some get so caught up within the Whirlpool of bad that while trying to reach the good they still end up bein' sad from trying to rush into Helping God's plan <i>[Chant & Chorus]</i> Back down I go to the toilet bowl roll Where no one is and are Afraid to go. I can find peace and tranquility amongst the peanuts and shit The smell is only a bluff Just to make me leave from In the cube this fuckin' cube In the toilet Where no good scent can spoil it. Let's be real with ourselves Let's be real with ourselves From the dirt we came And from the dirt we shall return This is a lesson in life We should all learn I'm in the cube And I'm deep in the toilet Way down deep Where no good scent can spoil it It eventually turns into a degree of a flea Down here I see the future of life to be. Cuzz no matter how much you Stack it up high, it always goes down To the dirt where the shit fertilizes Some don't realize we come from this dirt Shit. The mineral pit. God made the devil But the devil makes us weak sometimes So are we fighting against a part of God Or is a part of God's creation lying? Let some woman or man deem himself special Cuzz when your label is gone Your road is long Back to the minerals and vitamins Where you belong <i>[Chant 4x]</i> |
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| 4. |
| 3:39 |
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My friend yousta be thin He's get
all the women We'd go kick it at the bar But his drinkin' went too far He could see over his belt The brotha was slim and svelte But the gut snuck up while he wasn't lookin' And the beer stood firm within Beergut Gettin' in the way of things Beergut, no longer can he see his nuts, Beergut He will keep drinkin' till he throws up He's got the dunlap disease His gut is troubled trapped When his gut lap over his belt buckle My Hommie's arms and legs are thin His Gut is filled with Heineken 40 ounce chug-a-lugs of Old English Saint Ides Budweiser Micky's Big Mouth Beergut Gettin' in the way of things Beergut, no longer can he see his nuts, Beergut He will keep drinkin' till he throws up Then we leave from the bar We go to the homestead Get a six pack and turn on the TV ...roll a joint and take it... toke it to the head. Then when the munchies take over We will raid the convenience store Grubbin' and scarfin' and fucked up And the Beergut grows some more Beergut |
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| 5. |
| 1:57 | 
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| 6. |
| 5:06 |
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You ask me if I'm unhappy Well, no I'm not
fine I ask you the same question and now it's trivia time Well I just turned in my players card Girl, so here's my parting line Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye <i>[Repeat]</i> We traveled some rough seas to get to the shore of sunshine But the sun shines a brief time Cause the clouds are in your mind You got your own concepts Well, baby I got mine It's okay not seein' eye to eye But we have trouble bein' kind Just like pourin' cool water in a got grease Ya see we can't combine You had your good man but you've taken for granted your rare find You got a selfish way that seems to be in your design Well I'm too experienced to take kicks in my behind Next time you find love adhere to the warning sign Good-bye Good-bye Good-bye Good-bye A doggi deegee dagee Doo goo You selfish Nah |
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| 7. |
| 4:44 |
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Ohh Alcoholic
Ohh real good liquor Ohh make you throw up Ohh make you clumsy Well... My Pop had a party at the house one night On the last day of school and the food is all right We had a speaker on the roof and a speaker on the hill With four turntables |
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| 8. |
| 6:44 |
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Love Hate Love is deep within your gut
struck with fire to the touch Hate is when you can't relate in a different state to hate Revenge execute pain to the thief of Love filled with Hate I won't mistake Inside out pin Love is grand Outside in pain Hate awaits Ain't love grand it saves the human Sometimes Love is never finished Some times Hate is never ending Love & Hate too close for most but Revenge can make it even Love, Hate...Love to Hate To Love to Kill by the will of loving Hate Kill the Love with your fear and then the Revenge will set in. Revenge...Quench the Hate in the mean time but in the end your soul will end. Revenge...Like a junkie that needs his shott, Hate Revenge the brotha's twins. Love is solid and won't go nowhere Love will stay as sure as Life lives Love will stay it's crept in everywhere Love, Hate, too close for most but revenge can make it even <i>[Repeat]</i> Revenge: is gained when Hate kills Love Love rises above because Love is the dove Love and Hate both are the same Causing the extreme opposites of the same pain When we meet on The fields of onions to make war Brings tears to my eyes...Love & Hate Brings tears to my eyes. When Love dies Hate will arise. When Love dies Hate will arise Hate will arise for you to despise Hate is laughing at your fate Love is beautiful and it is potent Love inhibits the inhabitant of Love Love is the permanent state Hate is for the late freight. Peace, Love and Hate can definitely relate. |
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| 9. |
| 1:09 |
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| 10. |
| 0:56 |
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When you ain't got shit
Make you want to loot shit ! When ya fuckin' fed up Dam sure Gonna shot shit ! Listen to the government They don't know what to tell you Listen to um white man Your governments failing us ! Riot Riot Yea we burn your fuckin' store up At this point you know we don't give a fuck What the hell you expect anyway Treat your customer crazy They gonna act crazy Look at that shit smolder (X2) Riot Riot |
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| 11. |
| 4:35 |
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Sitting in a cage all day long Smelling monkey
nutts buy the odors strong Ya can't believe they do this Leve ya in a pile of urine jelly walls My nutts the itch rott My dick it burn hott Straight got the monkey dick Straight got the burn in cage itch Straight got the monkey dick Get me soap and water quick The fumes oh how they burn Those stars how they turn Oh how I yearn to get to air again Oh the sea breeze but I'm down on my knees My nuts the itch rott My dick it burn hoot Straight got the monkey dick Straight got the in cage itch Straight got the monkey dick Get my nutts to air shit Burn, burn, burn, my shit is burnin' Burnin' like a barbecue pit full of coals Yearnin' like a man too old Where the hell else I'm gonna go My nutts they itch rott My dick it burn hott Straight got the monkey dick Straight got the burn in cage itch Straight got the monkey dick Get my nutts to air quick shit!! |
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| 12. |
| 7:14 |
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I said yes but she kept sayin' no yeah the scent was
in the air Was it a rose I said excuse me ma'am but you tweekin' my nose She slapped him in the face with a terrible blow... Ohh what a Sourpuss... Mug all twisted (like a licorice chew) Make a puss like that (it's gonna stay on you) Gasoline stang (if you know what I mean) Ohh what a Sourpuss...Nothin' but a Sourpuss Sour (P-u-s-s) Sour (P-u-s-s) <i>[Repeat 5x]</i> I step to the rear guess what did I see A big pumpin bump (just a lookin' at he) Bootie licious nutritious for the (doodle e dee) I tapped her on the shoulder (and what did you see) Nothin' but a Sourpuss... Squirt juicy Bootie (but the muga was pushed) I got a knife full of butta (to spread the butush) Would you like to hit that (oh how I woosh) It made my face turn green from her fuming bush Ohh what a Sourpuss...Nothin' but a Sourpuss Sour (P-u-s-s) Sour (P-u-s-s) <i>[Repeat 5x]</i> Do you know of the many mangling ways there are to twist your puss It sho get sour sometime down there by the mission let me get a piece of sum a dat chicken Hell Yeah... You've got that clench jaw scrunched snawz look You've got the frown wrinkled flex lip look You got the ring around the collar pulsin' all red You got the prune face mental case punch munch mug Looks like you got a frown like a crazy clown wit mud fallin' down you got mustard nostrils and barnacles all up under your chin You got da sloppy skin decomposing grin Yo head is flat wit stringy napps and happy nap sack You got the looky loo mouth piarea crew You got the don't hurt me please limburger cheese look When you took a photo shot the lens broke cause ya ugly folk Looks like your nose got caught up and twisted in a bicycle spoke Yo face can pass for a orangutan's ass Yo pussy smell so bad I had to move back to Baghdad You got the Marion Berry Rockhead look You got the Al Green hot grits look You grill is made of steel and can't be real You got that Spiderman brace face been hit in the face by the Frankenstein bass Yo mug is covered with chili lookin' silly Workin' at 7-11 thinkin' everything is heaven Ohh what a Sourpuss...Nothin' but a sourpuss... |
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| 13. |
| 5:09 |
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When I was a kid I would go to the show and see the rock star
I'd play my records and look at the album cover at the rock star Sometimes I'd check out the R&B But the polka, salsa classical scene just was not me I wanted to be like Bootsy, Dr. Funkenstein or Jimi the rock star Color meant nothing to me Everything was equal as far as I could see Ignorant to the racist music industry music industry music industry Music industry... White rock star Everywhere I look... White rock star Read it in the paper... White rock star Watch it on TV... White rock star Only just a little... Black rock star Only for a token... Black rock star Sing no controversy... Black rock star Sometimes for the flavor of Japanese No communication but it's overseas Unaware of how propaganda works I soon became a victim, a trick at work With my black brotha's playin' rock & roll Signed and ho'in for a major label Selling my soul as a rock star Do the rock star ohh Do the rock star yeah Break a window, smash a TV We're some hott mother fucka's it's no doubt about We do the rock star Ohh Do the rock star, yeah Get real drunk, fuck, fuck, fuck Kick in the radio, smash up a chair Do the rock star, wooh Do the rock star, yeah Wreck your hotel room, catch a Lear jet Stay in debt, manic depressed Sweat & jerk to the best Smoke a cig, fuck, fuck, fuck Lie fry loosin' your mind like a rock star I got supposed fortune & fame With existential potential Of runnin' the game But it the greedy of the whitey at the top of my frame that's Blurrin' my art piece Makin' it weak see Makin' it watered down Dilutin' my funky sound But it's all you need to be In this weak society Powder puffy rock star dumb Keepin' people stupid and dumb Do the rock star ooh Do the rock star hey Shoot up some heroin Snort some cocaine Smash your guitar Wreck a jet plane With a short gun to your brain For the price of fame Losers !!! ????? Kurt Cobain meant nothing to me But now I just can't escape from the rains that drive me ape Of their white fear Through the television in my eyes in my ears Racism ! Separation ! Media ! So I guess you can say I'm an angry brotha Can't play my music 'cause of barrier of color Deep in debt with a seven record set Videos and funky shows but no one knows The major pain and misery of bein' radical Speakin' of what you feel in a world that's sad and dull But the rock star got the money and the fuck fuck right Action lights and plane flights Drugs and press but in reality it's a lot less when you're the rock star oooh |
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| 3:12 |
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| 10:30 |
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