Brad Nowell

We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool, don't fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal, I fill up my garage
Cause in my mind
Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found
Pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound

It's you
It's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on a freeway
Feeling depressed everyday
Leaving without making a sound
Picking my dog at the pound
Living in a tweeker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot

All these things I do
They're waiting for you

Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot

Life is (too short), so love the one you got
Cause you might get runover or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity
Love is what I got
It's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You'll feel it when the dance gets hot

Lovin' It's what I got
I said remember that
Lovin' It's what I got
I said remember that

I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bill I have to pay
I don't angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuck it fight it it's all the same
To hang with Louie Dog is the only way to say sane
Let the Lovin' let the Lovin' come back to me

Lovin' It's what I got
I said remember that
Lovin' It's what I got
I said remember that
Lovin' It's what I got
I said remember that
Lovin' It's what I got
I said remember that

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'll get laid
For your family get 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 to her chin
And it ruins up her make-up
I never wanted

A cigarette pressed between her lips
But I'm staring at her tits
It's the wrong way

Strong if I can, but I am only a man
So I take her to the can
It's the wrong way

The only family that she's ever had
Is her seven horny brothers and a drunk-ass dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
Everything was going fine until the day she met me
Happy are you sad, wanna shoot your dad
I'll do anything I can
It's the wrong way

We talk all night, try to make it right
Believe me shit was tight
It was the wrong way

So run away if you wanna stay
Cause I ain't here to make ya, oh no
It's up to you what you really wanna do
Spend some time in America
Dub style!

She'll give you all that she got to give
But I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears rollin' down to her chin
And it smears up her make-up
I never wanted

So we ran away
And I'm sorry when I say, that straight 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

I gave her all that I had to give
But she still wouldn't take it, oh no
Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve
But it still ruins her make-up
I never wanted

Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up and they give it up and they give it up
But they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin' rollin' stone
He rolled away one day and he never came home

It ain't hard to understand
This ain't Hitler's master plan
What it takes to be a man
In my mind, in my brain
I roll it over like a steamin' freight train
It ain't hard to ascertain
You only see what you want to believe
When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die
Will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on your knees and start to pray
Pray my itchy rash will go away
Back up y'all it ain't me
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all I see
It's a hellified way to start your day
If I make you cry all night
Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight
It ain't personal, it ain't me
I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backward-ass hillbilly
I'm Dick Butkiss
You know I lie
I get mean, I'm a thief in the dark
I'm a ragin' machine
I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch
Rec-tite(tm) on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles
My broken heart makes me smile
In my mind, in my brain
I go back and go completely insane
It ain't personal, it ain't me
If I make you cry I might
Be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a load from my big gun
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back
I got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 the devil's best friend
It makes no difference
It's all the same in the end

I don't know if you can,
but can you get an owner 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 shouldat 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 paticipatin' in some anarchy.

First spot we hit it was my 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 that window drop.
Finally we got our own p.a.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
Hey!

(call fire, respond mobil station.
alamidos in Anahiem,
its uhh flamin up good.
10-4 Alamidos in Anaheim)

Never doin no time

When we returned to the pad to unload everything,
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings.
So once again we filled the van until it was full,
since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable.

Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here,
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year.

Some kids went in a store with thier 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,
and 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 these fucked up police.
It's about coming up and staying on top
and screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop.
It's not written on the paper it's on the wall.
National guard??!
Smoke from all around,

bo! bo! bo!

(units, units be advised there is an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 temple,
938 temple... 30 subjects with bags.. tryin to get inside the cb's house)

(as long as I'm alive, I'mma live illegal)

Let it burn, wanna let it burn,
wanna let it burn, wanna wanna let it burn

(I'm feelin' Sad and Blue)

Riots on the streets of Miami,
oh, Riots on the streets of Chicago,
oh, on the streets of Long Beach,
mmm, and San Francisco (Boise Idaho),
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
(Salt Lake, Hunnington Beach, CA),
Tuscalusa Alabama (Arcada Compton Mischigan),
Cleveland Ohio,
Fountain Valley (Texas, Barstow - Let's do this every year),
Paramount, Victorville (Twice a Year),
Eugene OR, Eureka CA (Let it burn, let it burn),
Hesperia (Oh, ya let it burn, wont'cha wont'cha let it burn),
Santa Barbara, Nevada, (let it burn)
Phoenix Arizona,
San Diego, Lakeland Florida, (let it burn)
fuckin... 29 Palms (wontcha let it burn)

any units assist 334 willow,
structure fire, and numerous subjects looting

10-15 to get rid of this looter..

10-4

I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that Sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to

Wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to

What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going 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 stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-ass

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
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
I know her parents love her
I hope her parents love her so

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 youth,
Cause we're strong.
Them are rude rude people.

Now when I was a youth in 1983
it was the best day of my life.
Had the '89 vision,
we didnt fuss and no fight,
when all the little daughters wanna be my...

like a vision,
it was playin on my guitar,
on my guitar,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there

When the rhythm, playin,
I know that I'm gonna be there,
ya, oh Bud Gaugh will be singin there,
and Eric Wilson will be bangin up there,
yea, oh, and we'll be all singin' with vesion, oh

what has been told to the wise,
and uprooted, yea,
its gonna be revealed unto,
and sublime

rudy, rudy, rudy,

Can't fight against the youth,
right now,
Them are rude rude people.
Can't fight against the resistance,
oh right now,
Them are rude, rude people.

We gonna rule this planet,
among children.
We gonna rule this planet

Cuz, when that rhythm,
It was playin on my guitar,
on my guitar,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
oh,

when I was a youth it was the best day,
it was the best day of my life.
Had the '89 vision,
we didnt fuss and no fight,
when all the little daughters wanna be my...

when that rhythm,
It was playin on my guitar,
on my guitar,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there

Jailhouse gets empty,
Rudy gets plenty,
Baton stick gets shorter,
Rudy gets taller, taller.
Can't fight against the youth,
Cause we're strong.
Them are rude,
rude people.
Can't fight against the youth.

Down there at the pawn shop,
It's a nifty place to shop
What has been told
about made of stone
just remember that
it's 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,
and I'm not here to brag or boast,
I'm here to tell you about the spots that I love the most.

natural bridges on a clean west swell,
breaks over the reef like a bat out of hell.
stockton Ave. gets hollow and mean
and on a big day it works like a machine.
outside stockton gets hot like a gloves
swift st. john st. into mitchell's cove.
big steamer ln.
makes you wish you were a trout,
when it's mackin' so hard only two dudes paddle out...

a huge summertime south swell hits when i'm in my hometown,
in a surfside bowl,
is where i can be found or up and down the coast,
checkin' out the spots that i love the most

Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong
will to survive,
he just keep pushin on
even though he was barely alive,
so,
shoot it up,
shoot it up,
it just dont matter.

johnny says
he wants to go do it
says he wants to kill a cop.

we've got a brand new dance
it's called we've got to overcome,
we've got a brand new dance
it's called we've got to overcome

so johhny,
just keep pushin,
cuz the,
the streets are yours.
there'll come a day when all that,
shit wont matter,
so, shoot it up,
shoot it up,
it just don't matter,
when you're resisting any way.

we've got a brand new dance
it's called we've got to overcome,
we've got a brand new dance
it's called we've got to overcome

so johhny, he kept on pushin,
the streets are yours.
and there'll come a day when all,
that shit wont matter,
so, shoot it up,
shoot it up,
it just don't matter,
resisting any way.

we've got a brand new dance
it's called we've got to overcome,
we've got a brand new dance
it's called we've got to overcome

I don't wanna go and party,
I don't wanna shoot the pier,
I don't wanna take the doggie for a walk,
I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer,
I don't wanna do a bong load, and go and wrench on the car,
I don't wanna hose the dog shit down,
cause I aint even gonna get out of bed,

I aint gettin,
I aint gettin out of bed today,
I aint gettin,
I aint gettin out of bed today,

Keep on skankin' ronnie,
skank the night away,
But the time is coming,
for us all to pay.

I don't wanna watch no porno,
I don't wanna play guitar,
I don't wanna spank the monkey,
I don't wanna go down to the corner bar,
and I aint even got to listen to all
the stupid shit you got to say.
I don't wanna do a god damn thing.
I don't want to,
want to leave my bed today

I don't wanna eat burritos,
or read about OJ.
No I dont want to get a head rush
cause I aint gettin out of bed today
I aint got to leave my bed

Keep on skankin' ronnie,
skank the night away,
But the time is coming,
for us all to pay

Bein' your guy is a mon-ster hab-it.
You can hide your love, it's true.
It's the fe-tal game, you can see it ev-'ry day.
Let your free-dom hang free.
Come on down, I know how I'm gon-na make you come through.
Don't you know it aint no thing you de-plore, so don't take more than
you need.

It's some-thing that I'll do later, now it's over now.

*It's under my voo-doo
Under my voo-doo
It's under my voo-doo

Pray that I'll leave you high and dry.
Pray you can mag-ni-fy.
If you're fated blood is in my prayers, I damn well feel it, are a
lie.
I'm tell-in' the truth.
It ain't no deal if you wan-na give in like I, one thing though.
Gon-na get it for my, get it for my, get mine 'fore it's gone.
And I'm gone, it's gone, got-ta get ya, got, got, got.....

* Repeat

Fr-ee Lord, God, voo-doo.
Lo-rd hey, a voo-doo.
Lord, hey voo-doo.
What you wan-na, wan-na, wan-na, wan-na do?
Lord wan-na wan-na wan-na.
Got love I wan-na get some piece of voo-doo, ba, de, from me, in you,
ba, da,
you-ou, ah, oo, ah, oo, ah, ee, ee, ah, ah, oo, ah, Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ooh.

RIGHT.....NOW

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,
(glad to meet you my name is Bradley)
Im 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, and,
if you wanna get beat physically
it will be over in a minute if ya

so she told me to come over and i took that trip
and then then she pulled out my mushroom tip
and when it came out, it went drip drip drip
i didnt know she had the g.i. joe, kung foo grip

and it went - uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound- it went uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound

when i kiss mixie she makes me feel horny,
cause im the type of lover with the sensitivity,
when she kiss my neck and tickle me frenzy,
the right kind of lover on Sunday morning.

En el otro lado es donde vivi,
(On the other side is where I lived (in the U.S.))
con mi hijita, que se llama mixie,
(with my little daughter, who's name is Mixie)
y su hermana, si me quiere,
(and her sister, she really likes me)
y ya horita, tenemos un bebe,
(and in a moment, we'll have a baby)

Sus padres sus tios me trataron matar
(Your parents, your uncles tried to kill me)
but they did not get too far
un poco despues tuve que regresar
(a little while later I had to come back)
con un chingo de dinero
(with a shit load of money)
cause you know im a star

me fui a costa rica
(I went to Costa Rica)
para tomar y sufear
(to drink and surf)
placticaba con la rasa
(talking with the homies)
cause they know who we are

Si no so dio cuenta
(If you didnt take notice)
then i bet you never were
you must be a muneca
(you must be a sissy doll)
if your still standing still

and it went - uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound- it went uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound

Me gusta mi reggae,
(I like my reggae)
Me gusta punk rock,
(I like punk rock)
Pero la cosa que me gusta mas es panochita,
(but the thing I like most is pussy)

Ponga la nalga en la aire if you know who you are,
(put your ass in the air if you know who you are)
Ponga la nalga en la aire y empieza gritar,
(put your ass in the air and start to yell)

No tenga miedo, Im your papi,
(Don't be scared, Im your dad..)
take your chones, y les mandan a mi,
(take your panties and send them to me)
levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar,
(get up, get up, you have to yell)
levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar.
(get up, get up, you have to dance)


and it went - uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound- it went uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound

Early in the mornin',
risin' to the street,
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet.
Got to find a reason,
reason things went wrong.
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone.
I got a dalmation and I can still get high.
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot.

Life is (too short)
so love the one you got
cause you might get run over
or you might get shot.
Never had to battle with no bulletproof (vest).
Never start no static I just get it off my (chest).
Take a small example, a tip from me..
take all of your money and give it up to charity.
Lovin's what I got,
Within my reach
(and the sublime style is still straight from Long Beach)
It comes back to you, your gonna get what you deserve.
Try and test that,
you're bound to get served.
Love's what I got,
don't start a riot,
You feel it when the dance gets hot.

Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, and remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I got, I got

why I don't cry when my dog runs away.
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay.
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot,
hits that bottle and goes right to the rock.
Fuckin and fighting, it's all the same.
To live with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane.
Let the lovin',
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 the dance will agree
that we're well qualified
to represent the lbc,
me and louie,
run to the party dance to the riddim it gets harder.

me and my girl,
we got this relationship.
i love her so bad but she treats me like...
on lock down like a penetentury.
she spreads her lovin' all
over and when she get home there's none left for me

*Repeat

oh take this veil from off my eyes,
my burning sun will some day rise
so what am i gonna be doin' for a while
say i'm gonna play with myself,
show them how we come off the shelf,
so what

*Repeat

evil,
i've come to tell you that she's evil,
most definately,
evil, ornery scandalous and evil,
most definately.
the tension,
is getting hotter,
i'd like to hold her,
head underwater, oh

me and my girl,
we got a relationship,
me and my girl,
we got a relationship,
my girl,
we got a relationship,
oh and my girl

take a tip,
take a tip,
take a tip from me.
bradley's on the microphone w/ ras m.g.
all the people in the dance will agree
that we're well qualified to represent the lbc,
me, la la louie,
everybody,
run to the riddim it gets harder

Aw, fuck; Chuck's on a killing spree

Loud...

Stolen from an Africa land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken, the music goes all night
And it goes

If I was Bob Marley I said could you be loved
If I was Half Pint I'd ball the lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rats I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stupid dumb
If rhymes were Valiums I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, 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 word goes unspoken, the music goes all night
And it goes

I want a lover, I can't find the time
I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme
And I want to start some static, but I can't afford,
Just lay on the ground like I fell off my skateboard
Now a days, as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease.
Laughter, it's free any time just call me
439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get
Funky fresh lyrics, you get nothin'

Stolen from an Africa land
Got chased out of the 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 schism on a serious tip
You don't believe me that I won't bust your lip.
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Ruffle the rhythm and it must be Sublime
Listen yellow lover yeah it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line

Go and raid the sound and tell the people the news oh, hey
Tell them reggae music is on the loose
Here I am from the place where the sun keeps shine new style in a unique fashion
And good, good vibes that keep on playin', playin'

People want to come up and they want to tell me smokin' crack cocaine better than sensi
You're pumpin' that shit yo we're sick of it
Teakin' every weekend and we just can't take it
We don't want plastic

Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girl friend said so but I don't really know
That don't mean we fucked around that night last week when you left town


I was tweakin by myself one night that's when I wrote this tune
Didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room
Sometimes right now since I've left the pen
I feel like I'm right back in it again


Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from


Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
My girlfriend said so, she's a little ho
That don't mean I fuck around, I like to keep that higher ground


Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from
Don't tease me, don't tease me, don't tease
Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from

I got so much trouble on my mind,
That I feel like I'm always sleeping with the enemy
But I know the real world always gets the last word
And that's why you gotta kick reality.
So don't tease me and try to say I should care.
I might as well go out for mine
'cause everybody's going out for theirs.


So don't tell me about a fake drug war
Go cut education some more
The people will one day learn and rise
Cause not everyone is out to score.


People always ask me why people are all fucked up
At every corner liquor store.

I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
I swear sometime your a whore
I swear but I know there ain't no reason
My friends all laughed said it was my fault
'Cause everything is such a bore
Last night I had a dream though it made me sick
said it's time that it happened to me.
Saw you in your bedroom sucking someone else's dick (OH MY GOODNESS!)
But I know that the show was much more than a low
So I'm waiting for the tide to get low

If I was a roach on a tree tell me would you smoke me?
tell me baby would it make no difference at all
Bright lights put me in a trance
If I was an ant liven upon the wall
But it ain't house music, makes me want to dance. (WORD)
I'm gonna die by my last cigarette
I don't gamble but I bet,
Hold me close I always play the mack
with this monkey on my back

Gwarn!
Wake up in the in the mornin' and it's hard to live.
Hard to live, yes it's hard to live
And it will be a long time before that shit starts to give.
And every single day it's getting harder to live.
But I would be up for being down with a ho.
Lord knows that i got mic control, do you got mic control?
Ya no dis this stylee when ours is original.


This man, makin' money how I know, won't be no man of me.
In my bed I watch TV.
I'm drunk by noon, but that's OK.
I'll be President some day.
Light my cigarette, and I think,
Bert Senzanka made me drink.
Load the box and I'll pump that shit.
Got my (It's the Ziggens) greatest hits
Got my (It's the Ziggens) greatest hits


Is this band making money? I don't know.
It's the writing on the wall.
All my friends drink alcohol.
I'm too drunk to light the bong.
I'm too stoned to write this song.
Light my cigarette, and I think,
Bert Senzanka made me drink.
Load the box and I'll pump that shit.

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.

That night in jail it was getting late.
He was butt-raped by a large inmate
and he screamed.
But the guards paid no attention to his cries.

That's when things got out of control.
The moral of the date rape story,
it does not pay 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

All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.


Flava-Flave and I-C-E
once said something that made me
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground.
But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead,
'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat
and my shiny silver gat and if my homey my back then I got


All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.


I won't slip, and I won't trip. Send Matt Vargas to regrip.
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide,
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do,
like relax and design a brand new tattoo.
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.


Have you seen that little whore betty?
Someone said she stole my [?]
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig.
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your talkin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy.
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.


All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move,
they love her for the kingston sound.


Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet,
only for one night with no repeat.
Baby you wanna leave and never go,
but the taste of honey is worse than none at all.

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 over head.
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

All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Start talkin trash and we'll come with my smith & wesson
A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same,
"the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone"


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin trash and we'll come with a smith & wesson


Enough d.j.s come with enough style
but when I bus my lyrics we all Know it's wicked-wily.
Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night


You better strap with the gat
If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down
With the new stylee, rockin rubadub know as reggae music
Gotta come down with some new lyrics
It just ain't nothing, it's been a real long time


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
Rubadub blender a new mixer
I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor
Hear the dub and say lord have his grilled cheese.
I ain't Jamaican, but I ain't no freak
Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o' tweak
And called him ghost rider everytime you see him he fulfill the danger


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
We will survive in this world of competition
To make sure that till the ..is done


I won't wait so long
For you
Stop your messin around,
Better think of your future
Time to straighten right out or you'll wind up in jail

Well we realized so long, long ago, and I bet you,
that we've seen it all, the lies won't get you.
I've got fourteen miles to go,
I've got rhythm comin' sense I've got the sto.
But I won't wanna come around our love. So why?
If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall.


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 something 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.

lyin' in my plastic bed
thinkin how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
i like lyin naked in my bedroom
tyin' on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool
now i got the needle
and i can shake
but i can't breathe
I'd take it away but i want more and more
one day im gonna lose the war.

You could hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin' on my nuts

Out my window cool and bright
Fade so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed


Ebin was a cooly that I used to know
Now he's down with the PLO
He's cold kickin it live with the KKK
No xxx, No JFA


Cooly was sportin' black denim shoes
Dealing 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 rearranged


Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you...
Oh how you changed
Oh you changed,
Oh how you changed


I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah


Hooked on crack just the other day
Now he's down with the CIA
We got covert operation in Vietnam
Making hits and assasination he's long gone


He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and makes lots o' money
Come back a God and drive a big white car
And take himself a plane down to Nicaragua
Well it feels like I'm the only one to blame


Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you
Oh you changed,
Oh you changed,
Oh how you changed


I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah


Out my window cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed

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!

Punk rock changed our lives
(dog barking)
Good boy, good boy, good boy
On the East side,

"Lonely, that's what i've been,
That's where I met my Ramona,
That's what she said,

"I wanna go to a party,"
Here's my telephone number call me"
And to a party, a house party,
And love, she send a message of love

Whole loop a people just rally 'round me
"I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap"
She said,
(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.
And she said,

I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one, tell me?
(Bo, Bo)
"Your not the only one, but your the best, Bradley"

And I barely pulled up with my Heina
And now I'm waiting for my Ruca
Don't fuck around with my Heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her

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 know 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 viv?(On the other side is where I used to live)
con mijita que se llama Mixie (with my girlfriend named Mixie)
y su hermana si me quiere (and her sister, if she wants me)
y ahorita tenemos un beb?(and now we have a babe)


sus padres sus padres me trataron matar (her parents, her parents tried to kill me)
but they did not get too far (but they did not get too far)
un poco despu? tuve que regresar (a little later I had to come back)
con un chingo de dinero cuz you know I'm a star (with a fuckload of money cuz you know I'm a star)


yo fui a Costa Rica para comar (I went to Costa Rica to eat)
estuve a practicaba con la raza cuz they know who we are (I was to practice with the race cuz they know who we are)
s?no le di?cuenta and I bet you never will (yeah you didn't tell the story and I bet you never will)
you must be a mu?ca if you're still standing still (you must be a fucker if you're still standing still)
(chorus)



Me gusta mi reggae (I like my reggae)
Me gusta punk rock (I like punk rock)
pero la cosa que me gusta m? es panochinta (but the thing I like most is pussy)
En el agua en el aire if you know who you are (in the water in the air if you know who you are)
Con el agua en el aire empieza a gritar (with the water, in the air begin to yell)
no tenga miedo, I'm your papi (don't be afraid, I'm your papi) take your chones y los manden a m?(take your underwear and send them to me)


levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar (get up, get up, you have to shout)
levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar (get up, get up, you have to dance)


(chorus)



and the girls carressed me down
and that's the lovin'sound

In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state.
But I know.
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.


Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin history
With a whole leap of style and intelligency
Yes, I know.
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

Annie's twelve years old,
The more she'll be a whore.
Nobody ever told her
It's the wrong way.

Don't be afraid,
But you're family get laid
(gibberish)...get paid...
Baby it's the wrong way.

Don't be afraid
It's a hard to live
I'm gonna mak it hard to live.
You're two brown eyes are leakin' like a sieve
But I near one Jamaca (?)
I never wanted

(clapping and cheering)

Girls don't go crazy

Woman, hold your man tight

Every day I love him just a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more
Everyday I love him just a little bit more
and he loves me the same

Every day I love her just a little bit more,
a little bit more, little bit more
Everyday I love her just a little bit more
and she loves me the same

Baby if you wanna get on

Oh baby if you wanna get off

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Everyday I wake up just a little bit more
feelin' like a dog out on the yard
because that's just how we are

Everyday I wonder if it's over
when I wake up realizin' that we hate
and brake down the war

You say it's black, but I can't believe you

And if you say it's white,
you say I'm tryin to deceive you

and I'm aware of the high and the low,
and I'd be waiting for you in the middle but I just lack control

Baby if you wanna get low

Oh baby if you wanna get high

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Girls, don't go crazy,
Girls, don't go crazy,
Oh girls, don't go crazy when the men use you, oh

Oh, woman hold your man tight
if it makes you feel right, it's your own life

crazy crazy
crazy fool
crazy fool

if she thinks that she is gonna dispose my world
i'd be a crazy crazy crazy crazy fool
crazy fool

my love for you was oh so strong
we went together for oh so long
if i don? complain about this misery yah
is this the way love's supposed to be,
supposed to be now
foolish foolish
oh you just a foolish girl

ohhhhhhhhh foolish foolish
oh ya just a crazy girl

if she thinks that she is gonna take you from me
gotta be a crazy crazy crazy crazy fool
crazy fool

Stolen from an Africa land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken, the music goes all night
And it goes

If I was Bob Marley I said could you be loved
If I was Half Pint I'd ball the lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rats I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stupid dumb
If rhymes were Valiums I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, 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 word goes unspoken, the music goes all night
And it goes

I want a lover, I can't find the time
I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme
And I want to start some static, but I can't afford,
Just lay on the ground like I fell off my skateboard
Now a days, as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease.
Laughter, it's free any time just call me
439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get
Funky fresh lyrics, you get nothin'

Stolen from an Africa land
Got chased out of the 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 schism on a serious tip
You don't believe me that I won't bust your lip.
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Ruffle the rhythm and it must be Sublime
Listen yellow lover yeah it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line

Go and raid the sound and tell the people the news oh, hey
Tell them reggae music is on the loose
Here I am from the place where the sun keeps shine new style in a unique fashion
And good, good vibes that keep on playin', playin'

People want to come up and they want to tell me smokin' crack cocaine better than sensi
You're pumpin' that shit yo we're sick of it
Teakin' every weekend and we just can't take it
We don't want plastic

What else?
Anything Else?

Mary! Mary!
Mary! Mary! Mary!
Saw Red!
Mary!
Slow Ride!

Fuck!

You don't even realize
How long it's been sinse
I played any of these songs, like...
Well, I guess, you know, some of them, like...

Saw Red <i>[? maybe "s'all right"?]</i>

They all sound like this...

Roots of creation...

Baby one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long
I don't know if I can
Go up inside of you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
I could do it right

You've heard the line before
Oh Mary baby please don't think that I'm a whore
If you come home with me,
Turn off the lights and lock up the doors,
And start getting busy
I don't know if I can
Go so way up inside you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
Please don't fuss and fight

When we got to the pad
Mary baby started calling me her dad
And she gave me head
We could not find the damn bed
Fifteen years old plus one,
Hotter than a microwave oven
Oh Mary baby,
Your daddy is coming home.

<i>[cheers and applause]</i>

My place, is not a home
Don't make no difference
But I've found,
That I need a place to stay
Though disease was just the price I paid

Big Salty Tears
Is what I taste
As I drive
Past your house
Tonight
And all those break lights
That are in front of me
They make me
Want to get on tonight

This is a Ziggens song by the way

I'm at the age where I realize
The liquor store won't bring you back
I must be gettin' old
I'm at the drive-thru
And I'm making my face
All fat fat fat fat fat
Big Salty Tears

I'm at the age where I realize
Nothin' actually
Just do what I'm supposed to do
$2.17
Next window please please please please please
Big Salty Tears

<i>[cheers and applause]</i>

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 spendin' 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)

We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah


If you only knew all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool, don't fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal, I fill up my garage


Cause in my mind
Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found
Pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound


It's you
It's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man


Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on a freeway
Feeling depressed everyday
Leaving without making a sound
Picking my dog at the pound
Living in a tweaker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad


Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
They're waiting for you.

Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.


Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.


So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
O-verride


By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.


Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
How can we singing out for song in a strange land

Oh in a little district in negbourhood people moving swift like they think your lips and later you move and slip, and if you have to dont drip i dont know how they manage but belive me mister they do if you ever live there you just listen and dont be no fool they should a word from your mouth, your lights get knocked out, a glass to in a little district in negbourhood people moving swift like they think they should a word from your mouth your lights get knocked out a glass from your lip later you move and trip if you have to just slip no one ask no question no one tell no lie listen to me people theres a reason and later you move and trip if you have to just slip i dont know how they manage but belive me mister they do if you ever live there why a word from your mouth your lights get knocked out a glass from your lip you just listen and dont be no fool should a word from your mouth your lights get knocked out a glass from your lip in a little district in negbourhood people moving swift like they think they and later you move and trip

In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state.
But I know.
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.


Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin history
With a whole leap of style and intelligency
Yes, I know.
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

It's recording?

...Clock says half past one
I have no sunglasses
As I step into the sun
I know I did something
Lord what could it be
Woke up in the morning
And all my friends hate me

She got the Eye of Fatima
In the wall of his room
Three bottles of Tequila
Three cats and a broom
He got a 15-year-old angel
And she's all dressed in black
He got 15 bindles of cocaine
Tied up in a sack

This here's a government experiment
And we're drivin' like hell
We'll get some cowboys on acid
And stay in motels
We gonna eat up some wide open spaces
Like it was the top of the Nile
The hands on the clock are gonna be here
A while

An eye of Eye of Fatima
In the wall of the hotel room
And cowboys on acid
Are like Egyptian cartoons
No one ever conquered Wyoming
From the left or from the right
Just stay in the hotel room
Stay up all night

On the freeway in the county the sun don't shine.
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And outside my cell deputies creep
And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream,
that I'm free.
And I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
They hold me and they promise me things,
And when the tides high I cry like a little baby.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving.
Hold me babe, a new stylee.
Hungry babe, a new stylee.
And a angry dog is a hungry dog.
And a hungry dog is a angry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!


I'm alive gotta contact home. Gotta contact my baby girl.
But I wood never could get up. Why does it have to be so damn tough?
With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor.
I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And I know, that I'm there someday.


I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
Hold babe promise me.
With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving. Gwarn.
Hold me babe, got a new stylee.
And a angry dog's a hungry dog.
He's a naked man is a naked man.
And a wicked dog is a hungry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!

lyin' in my plastic bed
thinkin how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
i like lyin naked in my bedroom
tyin' on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool
now i got the needle
and i can shake
but i can't breathe
I'd take it away but i want more and more
one day im gonna lose the war.

Baby you look like somebody All you lipstick shows I don't make you cry Like a rose comin' out of the foldo Who do you know? Break! I don't even try I just want to say I met you It's Who You Know

I told y'all, here they come now, you see them
Yup, both of the crews, I told y'all
They look like they gonna fight

Music from Jamaica, all the love that I've found.
Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound

lyin' in my plastic bed
thinkin how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
i like lyin naked in my bedroom
tyin' on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool
now i got the needle
and i can shake
but i can't breathe
I'd take it away but i want more and more
one day im gonna lose the war.

If you wanna live, treat me good.
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
If you wanna live, I beg ya, treat me good.
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides
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 sided
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
I'm dangerous, so dangerous

(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 supreme...

Girls don't go crazy

Woman, hold your man tight

Every day I love him just a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more
Everyday I love him just a little bit more
and he loves me the same

Every day I love her just a little bit more,
a little bit more, little bit more
Everyday I love her just a little bit more
and she loves me the same

Baby if you wanna get on

Oh baby if you wanna get off

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Everyday I wake up just a little bit more
feelin' like a dog out on the yard
because that's just how we are

Everyday I wonder if it's over
when I wake up realizin' that we hate
and brake down the war

You say it's black, but I can't believe you

And if you say it's white,
you say I'm tryin to deceive you

and I'm aware of the high and the low,
and I'd be waiting for you in the middle but I just lack control

Baby if you wanna get low

Oh baby if you wanna get high

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Girls, don't go crazy,
Girls, don't go crazy,
Oh girls, don't go crazy when the men use you, oh

Oh, woman hold your man tight
if it makes you feel right, it's your own life

Well we realized so long, long ago, and I bet you,
that we've seen it all, the lies won't get you.
I've got fourteen miles to go,
I've got rhythm comin' sense I've got the sto.
But I won't wanna come around our love. So why?
If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall.


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 something 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.

I got a hundred and ninety-six different kind of oil cans. The electric

on the Lincoln Highway.
toasters. There isn't a thing in here that wasn't one time or another used
(instrumental

lyin' in my plastic bed
thinkin how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
i like lyin naked in my bedroom
tyin' on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool
now i got the needle
and i can shake
but i can't breathe
I'd take it away but i want more and more
one day im gonna lose the war.

(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 sheriff, 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, drops reality.
Never thinking that I would live to see the day I rocked my own CD.
We used to do the dance we called wobie-wobie.


Now S.T.P. 1993, so Hollywood get out my way.
My mom's words seems like yesterday, "Love Jesus, don't forget to pray."
She most have gone with the boss D.J. Right?


(Don't be too sure of that fat one. Fat one?)


Next thing you know, skinny coming with the 9mm.
'Cuz he who has the money has the authority,
and respect to the man with the oz.


(I'm pretty handy with a six gun myself)



The 808 kit is on my hitlist,
and this beat's cooking like a piped out bliss.
It wasn't hard to do, it so easy.
Because to me loops come naturally.
Mom's words seem like yesterday. (COUGH)


(What's your name? Cisco Kid. Si. Poncho's name is, Poncho.)


And now in '94 we got an S.T.P.,
a half pack of smokes, and oh yes, aunt Bea.
A fifteen pack of Old Milwaukee.
A Dalmation and a girlfriend, but I ain't got no mon-ne-ne-ne.
The 808 is within my reach,
Sublime beats are comin' straight from Long Beach.
If you think that hollywood didn't get what he deserved,
call 808 kid to get served


(movie)
There's always some hombre that can't resist swapin' lead,
just to see if their faster with the six gun than Cisco is.


They'll only find out Cisco is fastest.


Well that don't stop 'em from tryin' Poncho, like Slade here,
he fancys himself as fast on the draw as a quarter-horse takin' after a stray.


What's the matter? Can't the Cisco Kid talk for himself? Is that how you
got your reputation Cisco, By havin' your partner build you up?


I make no claim to a reputation senior, and no one has to talk for me.
The Cisco Kid, heh, the kid part fits you from the way you act.
I've meet with your kind before.
You a foolish hombre if you think he will not fight you.
Your making big talk for an hombre who won't fight.
You are wrong Slade, I'll fight you any place, any time. If there is a good reason.
Well here's a fist full of reasons!
Now you two quit that.
Just as soon as I finish off this Cisco Kid.
You are the one that is finished you faggot.
Way to go Cisco. Is that a good punch?
all right you two, that's enough, let him alone Cisco.
I won't forget this Cisco, I'll take this up with you another time.
Any time hombre, I'd be glad to accommodate you.
I'll make it soon Cisco.
Shut up cash, keep your mouth shut.


Thats what I mean, Cisco, you attract trouble like a fiddler attracts a
square dance, you understand why I don't want you staying in this town?

Do not worry sheriff...

All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.


Flava-Flave and I-C-E
once said something that made me
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground.
But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead,
'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat
and my shiny silver gat and if my homey my back then I got


All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.


I won't slip, and I won't trip. Send Matt Vargas to regrip.
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide,
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do,
like relax and design a brand new tattoo.
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.


Have you seen that little whore betty?
Someone said she stole my [?]
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig.
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your talkin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy.
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.


All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move,
they love her for the kingston sound.


Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet,
only for one night with no repeat.
Baby you wanna leave and never go,
but the taste of honey is worse than none at all.

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 spendin' 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)

See, I chose this profession, so therefore, I earn beer.
(Laughter)
Pretty much.
Got matches?
And I'm not lyin' one fuckin' bit, either.
Are you guys musicians?
We're magicians.
What kind of music y'all play?
The kind that..I dunno.
Ask and so you shall receive.
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
Why not?
Oh well...
I don't like it, that's why.
We play rock, blues. Oh, actually, we play, uh, you know bon jovi?
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Oh.
I like a little of this kind of music.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I like jazz, blues.
Oh, jazz is great.
I'm not too into rap.
I really don't like that rap.
Rap? Rap.
I like oldies.
Some rock, some hard rock.
I even like a little mexican music.
Don't understand the shit they're sayin'.
Don't understand nuthin', but I like it.
Now, the indian music.
Now that's somethin' to trip off of!
Acid.
Because every song is like...
You'd better be trippin' pretty hard.
Uh-huh.
I'll bet you trip hard.
Acid.
Oh, he's got it goin' on.
Don't you go near ya hand...
Yeah.
Everyday.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everyday I say, oh please don't lie.
We gotta leave. I swear.
You should get a real one, man, what's your fuckin problem?
Ah-hah.
I never said I thought you were stupid either.
He ain't got nuthin' on there.
Can one of y'all spare 20 cents.
I don't even have 20 cents.
I don't even have...uh..
If I had 20 cents a dollar like you...
I'd spend the last one...
This guy's got 20 cents, I'd bet you.
My wallet's inside.
Yeah, right, c'mon. Yeah, c'mon, you got money.
Yeah, you got cash.
Yeah, we know you got money, man.
Actually, I think I have a buck.
Give her the fuckin' quarter!
We checked you out, we know you...
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
C'mon down.
One more time.
C'mon down. C'mon down.
Yeah.
Go down and see your baby now.
No.
We love you, yeah.
When I heard the verdict the first time, I was sitting there.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Can't go in there.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't..
I immediately gave him all my money.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't.
I got another friend, he got the shit beat out of him for no reason.
You can stay here.
Hey man.
On that one.
You got a good samaritan here.
The mother-fuckers knocked on the door and arrested him for being drunk
in public.
What's goin' on?
I'm gonna break down the...
He's really, in a mental hospital, and that thing really doesn't work.
You should get a real one, man, what's you fuckin' problem.
Laaa...got a night down...
Yah.
Who's this guy?
2x That's Opie.
Opie.
Opie is our master.
Who's this guy?
That's Opie.
Yah.
Who's this guy?
2x That's Opie.
5x Opie.
2x That's Opie.
5x Opie.
And Opie is our master.
I am the master.
He's so smart, he's the smartest guy we know.
He created this.
Knock me out.
Master of the mother-fucker.
Wait, I have one.
Try that.
He usually doesn't speak.
Like, every 2 weeks.
He speaks in tongues.
Oh, in tounges.
He only speaks every 2 weeks.
(incoherent rambling)
Hey, y'all meet Raleigh?
This is like, speaking in tounges...
Whoo

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!

On the freeway in the county the sun don't shine.
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And outside my cell deputies creep
And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream,
that I'm free.
And I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
They hold me and they promise me things,
And when the tides high I cry like a little baby.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving.
Hold me babe, a new stylee.
Hungry babe, a new stylee.
And a angry dog is a hungry dog.
And a hungry dog is a angry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!


I'm alive gotta contact home. Gotta contact my baby girl.
But I wood never could get up. Why does it have to be so damn tough?
With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor.
I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And I know, that I'm there someday.


I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
Hold babe promise me.
With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving. Gwarn.
Hold me babe, got a new stylee.
And a angry dog's a hungry dog.
He's a naked man is a naked man.
And a wicked dog is a hungry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!

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.

Stolen from an Africa land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken, the music goes all night
And it goes

If I was Bob Marley I said could you be loved
If I was Half Pint I'd ball the lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rats I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stupid dumb
If rhymes were Valiums I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, 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 word goes unspoken, the music goes all night
And it goes

I want a lover, I can't find the time
I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme
And I want to start some static, but I can't afford,
Just lay on the ground like I fell off my skateboard
Now a days, as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease.
Laughter, it's free any time just call me
439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get
Funky fresh lyrics, you get nothin'

Stolen from an Africa land
Got chased out of the 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 schism on a serious tip
You don't believe me that I won't bust your lip.
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Ruffle the rhythm and it must be Sublime
Listen yellow lover yeah it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line

Go and raid the sound and tell the people the news oh, hey
Tell them reggae music is on the loose
Here I am from the place where the sun keeps shine new style in a unique fashion
And good, good vibes that keep on playin', playin'

People want to come up and they want to tell me smokin' crack cocaine better than sensi
You're pumpin' that shit yo we're sick of it
Teakin' every weekend and we just can't take it
We don't want plastic

She takes her time when it's time to get ready
always has her way
always leaves me waitin 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 breakin up inside i'm much too proud to moan.
ba-by, please come home.
I feel a little lucky so I try to play it cool
I think she laughs inside
with words that burn like fire in my mouth
try to be a man like I got the master plan,
night out on the town
oh drinkin, dancin, we can turn it out.
Wooah
maybe it's how your body moves I just don't know.
maybe, it's just the way you move so slow.

dials...
phone rings...
girl: hello
Bradley: Hi it's me
girl: I thought I told you not to call me here
Bradley: I know, I just really needed to talk to you
girl: Get a clue babe, there's nothing to talk about
Hangs up...
dial tone...

Ask me why I play myself, play myself for a fool
swear that I would do most anything
hey, huh
walk a mile just to, see her smile
walk a mile just to, rock for a while
and babe, I'm thinking with my ding-a-ling
whoa, I've been doin some thinking now I just don't know
maybe it's just the way you move so slow
maybe cuz you move so slow
maybe cuz you move so slow

But sittin on the verge of tears does not become my 22 years,
you took my shame and you took my pride,
and now you're gonna take me for a slow ride
but-ah--uh-waiting, waiting on the phone
you got words that burn like fire in my mouth
Come on down, reggae style, wind up your body like a bass line wild.
Drinkin, dancin, we can turn it out.
whooooaaaaaaaaaaa
I'm not goin crazy but I just don't know
maybe, it's just the way you move so slo-ow
maybe cuz you move so slow
maybe cuz you move so slow

like love. move nice and slow. SLOWRIDE! SLOWRIDE! SLOWRIDE!

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

People I am gonna 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 'cause 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
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
I'm the party boy tonight

Pound it hard, your gonna pound it again
But please just do not pump up my friend
'Cause it seems all right, 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 easy
Oh no, cool and easy
To the sweet reggae music
Oh no, feels all right
To sweet reggae music
Feels all right
Sweet reggae music

All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Start talkin trash and we'll come with my smith & wesson
A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same,
"the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone"


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin trash and we'll come with a smith & wesson


Enough d.j.s come with enough style
but when I bus my lyrics we all Know it's wicked-wily.
Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night


You better strap with the gat
If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down
With the new stylee, rockin rubadub know as reggae music
Gotta come down with some new lyrics
It just ain't nothing, it's been a real long time


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
Rubadub blender a new mixer
I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor
Hear the dub and say lord have his grilled cheese.
I ain't Jamaican, but I ain't no freak
Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o' tweak
And called him ghost rider everytime you see him he fulfill the danger


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
We will survive in this world of competition
To make sure that till the ..is done


I won't wait so long
For you
Stop your messin around,
Better think of your future
Time to straighten right out or you'll wind up in jail

I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
I swear sometime your a whore
I swear but I know there ain't no reason
My friends all laughed said it was my fault
'Cause everything is such a bore
Last night I had a dream though it made me sick
said it's time that it happened to me.
Saw you in your bedroom sucking someone else's dick (OH MY GOODNESS!)
But I know that the show was much more than a low
So I'm waiting for the tide to get low

If I was a roach on a tree tell me would you smoke me?
tell me baby would it make no difference at all
Bright lights put me in a trance
If I was an ant liven upon the wall
But it ain't house music, makes me want to dance. (WORD)
I'm gonna die by my last cigarette
I don't gamble but I bet,
Hold me close I always play the mack
with this monkey on my back

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 over head.
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

Punk rock changed our lives
(dog barking)
Good boy, good boy, good boy
On the East side,

"Lonely, that's what i've been,
That's where I met my Ramona,
That's what she said,

"I wanna go to a party,"
Here's my telephone number call me"
And to a party, a house party,
And love, she send a message of love

Whole loop a people just rally 'round me
"I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap"
She said,
(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.
And she said,

I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one, tell me?
(Bo, Bo)
"Your not the only one, but your the best, Bradley"

And I barely pulled up with my Heina
And now I'm waiting for my Ruca
Don't fuck around with my Heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her

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 morning's here
and you'll be gone before too long
who taught you those new tricks?
damn, i shouldn't start that talk
but life is one big question
when your starin' at the clock
and the answers always waiting
at the liquor store
40oz. to freedom
so i take that walk

and i know that
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 haven't even seen him.
just totally broke, man owes me twenty bucks man.
get over it, fuck, sorry
i'm not dealin' with that fuckin 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
oh i'm not goin' back
oh, i'm not goin' back
oh, god knows, i'm not going back
oh, i'm...not goin'
oh....i'm not goin' back
oh, i'm not goin' back
oh, god knows, i'm not going back
oh, i'm...not goin'

(there's a whole one left in the freezer...)

I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joint at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right

I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
And then I smoke two more

Daddy he once told me,
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
And momma she once told me,
"Son, you do the best you can"
Then one day I met a man,
He came to me and said,
"Hard work good and hard work fine,
But first take care of head"

Whoa rock me to the night
Jah say

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

No me importa que se lleva (It doesnt matter what you wear)
Porque todo se quitara, (Because you will take it all off)
Ay no puedo ver lo (but I can't look at you)
Ni en pintura (Not even in paint)

Cuando empecemos, (When we started)
No me dio cuenta, (I didn't realize)
De que luego, Tuviera que pagar (That after, I would have to pay)
Pero, si se cambie(but, if things change)
Me voy a acostame con ti, (I'm going to lay down with you)
Con ti. (with you)
Con ti. (with you)

No me propongo predicar, (I'm not trying to preach)
Vive y dejar vivir, (Live and let live)
Pero el amigo (But man's friend)
es un condon en el bolsillo, (is a condom in his pocket)

Yo no soy medico, (I'm not a doctor)
No soy chapusero, (I'm not a joker)
Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo (I'm just poor, and now im so alone)
Pero si se cambie, ella seria mia (But if things change, she will be mine)
Para ser poseido en propiedad, (To have as my property)
En propiedad. (my property)

I've got to get it all for you,
Whoa, what can I do?
I would lay down anytime with her,
With her

Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girl friend said so but I don't really know
That don't mean we fucked around that night last week when you left town


I was tweakin by myself one night that's when I wrote this tune
Didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room
Sometimes right now since I've left the pen
I feel like I'm right back in it again


Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from


Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
My girlfriend said so, she's a little ho
That don't mean I fuck around, I like to keep that higher ground


Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from
Don't tease me, don't tease me, don't tease
Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from

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.

That night in jail it was getting late.
He was butt-raped by a large inmate
and he screamed.
But the guards paid no attention to his cries.

That's when things got out of control.
The moral of the date rape story,
it does not pay 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

In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state.
But I know.
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.


Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin history
With a whole leap of style and intelligency
Yes, I know.
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

Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.


Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.


So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
O-verride


By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.


Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
How can we singing out for song in a strange land

Music from Jamaica, all the love that I've found.
Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound

lyin' in my plastic bed
thinkin how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
i like lyin naked in my bedroom
tyin' on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool
now i got the needle
and i can shake
but i can't breathe
I'd take it away but i want more and more
one day im gonna lose the war.

If you wanna live, treat me good.
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
If you wanna live, I beg ya, treat me good.
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides
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 sided
I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
I'm dangerous, so dangerous

Girls don't go crazy

Woman, hold your man tight

Every day I love him just a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more
Everyday I love him just a little bit more
and he loves me the same

Every day I love her just a little bit more,
a little bit more, little bit more
Everyday I love her just a little bit more
and she loves me the same

Baby if you wanna get on

Oh baby if you wanna get off

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Everyday I wake up just a little bit more
feelin' like a dog out on the yard
because that's just how we are

Everyday I wonder if it's over
when I wake up realizin' that we hate
and brake down the war

You say it's black, but I can't believe you

And if you say it's white,
you say I'm tryin to deceive you

and I'm aware of the high and the low,
and I'd be waiting for you in the middle but I just lack control

Baby if you wanna get low

Oh baby if you wanna get high

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Girls, don't go crazy,
Girls, don't go crazy,
Oh girls, don't go crazy when the men use you, oh

Oh, woman hold your man tight
if it makes you feel right, it's your own life