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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
He was a king 'til she laid waste
Now he cannot fill up the space And I just see him drifting, while he's drifting On bourbon alley feeling low Just because she let him go I don't think he even knows He'll ever be fine And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve You might think he's a jester because He'll make you laugh till you cry And what else You better come with your best, if you test him Unless you're ready to die Wonder Woman got rid of wonder man That man's not part of her wonder plan Letter to the so-called better bet on my man Believe it you will find out baby Damn And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve You might think he's a jester because He'll make you laugh till you cry And what else You better come with your best, if you test him Unless you're ready to die A million people come and go Through a person's ebb and flow And faces keep on changing, while they're changing A certain few will stay in tact When they're not they'll dawn an act I know this important fact Don't get confused like And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve You might think he's a jester because He'll make you laugh till you cry And what else You better come with your best, if you test him Unless you're ready to die First you love him then you're loving him not All the while he just smiles giving all that he's got Do you want me to continue with this or what Whoa yeah, whoa yeah And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve sleeve |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
This is happening this here is life
Days spent pondering truth is a knife Respect due to those who have caught it Dedicated to our friends who have sought it This is happening this here is life Days spent pondering truth is a knife Respect due to those who have caught it Dedicated to our friends who have sought it Brainstorm superseding the norm When we come together new planet is born You revel in the chaos when people are torn Then you come to find out your welcome is worn We are advancing and retracting visionaries Really here it's not imaginary The way you work your mind you find it's an art Where you feel it most you feel in your heart Everybody gets confused Delusions are everywhere Buy into fakeness you'll feel used Double talk fills the air Looking all over for happiness I've got the will to live It's in front of you right now, don't you feel stressed Falls through my hands like a sieve I'm on a new high, with a pen and a pad And for fun I attend a jam that's super bad At the same time give it all that I have Whether you're square, or the coolest lad Eatin up my people, purgin their words The jams are takin flight like lcarus birds Drop on you and you get hurt Cuz if you're under the rock You get worked Say, what gives are you after me Breakin me down won't you let me be Won't be having none of your mind control It ain't gonna work on me no more I said, what gives are you after me Breakin me down won't you let me be Won't be having none of your mind control It ain't gonna work on me no more You get worked If you don't watch your back People are scheming on you Exploiting all the things you lack They'll do what they have to do Your good will is something they'll crack How many times will they bust Your originality they will hack Don't know just who you can trust I'm on a new high, with a pen and a pad And for fun I attend a jam that's super bad At the same time give it all that I have Whether you're square, or the coolest lad Eatin up my people, purgin their words The jams are takin flight like lcarus birds Drop on you and you get hurt Cuz if you're under the rock You get worked, yeah you get worked Say, what gives are you after me Breakin me down won't you let me be Won't be having none of your mind control It ain't gonna work on me no more You get worked |
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from Burning London : The Clash Tribute [omnibus] (2000)
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say There's many black ears here to listen But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right Charging from the bass knives to the treble But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack 'Cos it won't get you anywhere Fooling with your guns The British Army is waiting out there An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons White youth, black youth Better find another solution Why not phone up Robin Hood And ask him for some wealth distribution Punk rockers in the UK They won't notice anyway They're all too busy fighting For a good place under the lighting The new groups are not concerned With what there is to be learned They got Burton suits, ha you think it's funny Turning rebellion into money All over people changing their votes Along with their overcoats If Adolf Hitler flew in today They'd send a limousine anyway I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf Who looks so sick in the sun I'm the white man in the Palais Just lookin' for fun I'm only Looking for fun |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
I know what you're thinking
I know I did you wrong But I just got this feeling Baby please hold on The way we used to dance We forgot the steps We both lost our balance Now I drink to forget Whiskey and wine Killing me shot at a time You pour the liquor in the cup and then you swirl it around Cause, you don't remember if you're up or you're down (up or you're down) A temporary fix Or moment's elixir Yeah and I will say I put my hand up in the air and I won't do it again, naw (put my hand) Can't promise it because I don't pretend to know (to know what) What the price I pay Yeah yeah Not a remedy for a thing and I will do it again, naw Whiskey and wine Killing me shot at a time Whiskey and wine Killing me shot at a time |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
The word that i head was so absurd
I can't believe it slipped from my lips The tongue from which it was sung was so dumb I wish to pull it from my skull What the fuck was i thinking |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Groove as your soul sings. Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody
Groove as your soul sings. Spinnin' all around (echoing) Welcome to this groove you can move right We gonna take you higher not caught in the quagmire I can't survive on a stupid nine to five I'd rather be poor Writing tunes livin' on a commune Kickin' it with my brothers and significant others Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny The only thing that money it could ever bring to me Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now Trips for my family The only thing I love is freedom the people around me I need 'em I'd like to build the world a spliff but like I said I said You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth Myself my birthday happens to land on April twelfth whack A Coney Island of the mind it's mine I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine Loco holmes I stroll because I'm thinking A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it Traveling head spinnin' from the medicine Illusions fadin' out an comin' on again unwind your mind then find entire minutes abstract the tract of sight day breaking in it doles out my share of the world ocean and sun Rising with whirling motion I fought kicked and screamed my way to getting born now I feel Warm and I say come on the night won't save anyone won't you roam We've grown so we can write again our soul select its own way for The travellin' we're here we're breathing and we wanna keep our Blood running so we're gonna keep gunning till the next homecoming I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie To the bang bang come on |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Chorus:
Wake your mind up clear your eyes up Move and rise up before your times up Clock is ticking, you're caught slippin Stop to realize look and listen Well I guess that's life when you see a dark road up the way And I guess that's life when you gotta roll through anyway Now don't scream, don't fight fear, never ever made it go away Some ghost town as yesterday Made you feel like love was miles away (Chorus) Now those sleepless nights thoughts just cloud up my brain Feeling helpless repeating the same old memories of pain and I wish it would rain, yo Gimme starlit skies fro dreamland I know it's really smaller than it seems But when the pressure gets under my skin I just wanna get out and scream in the wind, yo The world we're livin in is complicated The streets that we walk on are dark and jaded A wandering soul that's filled with hatred In it is poison the youth is tainted Social engineering keeps us seperated Media control is highly overrated Ignorance is bliss to those uneducated Listen to the message cuz it's time we faced it (Chorus) I'm controller of my destination Gotta change my mind to help me break away The sun creeps over the hillside to shed this light No man could ever take away I guess that's life you see a new side from the norm A new direction and meaning to the form And the calm in the eye of the storm, yo Show me a desert that can never be drenched I'll show you a thirst that can never be quenched Temptation chronicles, the story of my life Been spent on a dose of balancing strife Inspiration it comes and goes You can bet when it hits I'm on the phone Singing to my voicemail trying to get it down In a sensation of shape shifting sound You're telling fables to cover up your foibles From overindulgence on things you find enjoyable Designed to take my mind away from truth Try to make me play the sleuth They want you to think someone's watching you So they can make up a set of rules for you I'm just trying to find a path that I can stomach Just trying to make some sense out from it Don't stop what you got Don't stop til you find the sweet spot (Chorus) |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
No matter what I do
I always wait for you So I guess that's That's what I gotta do It seems I'm spending so much time Waiting And when you can't make up your mind I'm waiting for you If that's what it requires Then waiting's what I'll do So hurry yourself up I'm waiting Just hang up that phone You already know on your own What you need to do, and what you got to do It feels like I'm losing my mind You know that I'll deal just fine It seems I'm spending so much time Waiting And when you can't make up your mind I'm waiting for you If that's what it requires Then waiting's what I'll do So hurry yourself up I'm waiting I know you're thinking my love's a gamble And you're not sure that you're gonna win now babe Take your money and double your bet And see what happens, watch out And taking my love down to your pawn shop Tell me baby what should I get A wedding ring and a boom box Boom box, boom box, boom box, ooowww! And what else can I say It will do no good anyway As long as you know that I'll keep waiting It seems I'm spending so much time Waiting And when you can't make up your mind I'm waiting for you If that's what it requires Then waiting's what I'll do So hurry yourself up I'm waiting And what else can I say It will do no good anyway As long as you know that I'll keep waiting For you I'd wait forever Because I know that one day we'll be together Maybe it's because you know I'll wait You know I'll wait I'm still waiting |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
He wouldn't say he cared at all if you asked him.
You're heading for a fall brother it goes right past him. In another world he's in another place you now the need for speed. Is just another form of greed but when you jones'n your brains frozen. You're not thinkin' bout the choices you makin' you're just rollin'. On and on it's anybody's guess cuz no one's at the wheel at the front of that mess yes. The sun's goin' down for me it's goin' down for me. He and she are what I need yes they're what I need. But I'm gonna buy a ticket I'm not gonna even pick it. I heard it he said it I heard it. But it we but it went something like. Chorus : Visit. I wanna visit the world. So now I visit the world. With my time on this world. Because livin' when you're hungry is a dog in an alley. Now I mind my business cuz I'm rhymin' down in Cali. I ain't playin' when sayin' kings of the ghetto feel they losing ground. Vato's goin' loco because everyone's brought down. This is a visit then we dead fade to dust strickin'. I'm wearing my Doc Martens cuz I'm always down for kickin'. This my friend the city pity everywhere the enemy. Ready or not homey stompin' everyone in front of me. Jump up and down cus that's the 311 style. Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile. Looking at the ocean I say there's plenty. Looking at the river I say there's plenty. Chorus Jump up and down cuz that's the 311 style. Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile. I got a golden ticket I'm not gonna even pick it. I heard it he said it I heard it but it went but it went something like. Chorus. Chorus. |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
with the words slaying me slow
the verbs that just don't flow confusing use of time partial stoning of the heart waiting for something to start confusing use of time but the trying again makes me think it's all gonna end confusing use of time but everytime i turn the volume down all that i hear is the deafing sound of your hearts pound chorus today, the longest day hearing repeating things you'd say confusing use of time can you hear the void that i describe what can i say the vacancy sounds like confusing use of time |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Even if I cared to try I couldn't please them.
Their petty complaints, stupid restraints ain't gonna work. It's all to cheese and regret, don't fret, just push it away. And say I'm like the wind, relentless and irritating. A position that I think worth stating. Swing I'm doin' my thing. Groove I'm showin' and provin'. That maverick deal that makes you feel ill. It runs in my family. Fussin' and cussin' and bitchin' and kickin'. If you ask me I think that you're just chicken to try, don't pretend you're my friend. Remember I said it one day you'll regret it. Oh God I can't believe it. You have asked and so you shall receive it in the ear. Victory draws near but no fear my dear. I'll be here another year. What's it all about I scan a new plan for the next year In nineties try these you wanna just bust out. I cool out and I'm done bein' mad. To just know hate well that's so sad. What a life, strife. Backfire and your face know your place come on like. Word, they come like a herd but they said. We'd drop like a lead zeppelin in your face. But that's nothin' home team. I ain't got to my ace in the whole yet, bet that I will. Get my fill, get my thrill. We'll be back one day and we'll try not to spite. But until then you stay out of my sight. Oh, God, I can't believe it this groove's so dope. I'm about to have a fit and here's a flash. I freaked so hard I got whiplash. And when it comes to writing stay away from our stash. Swing I'm doin' my thing. Groove I'm showin' and provin'. That maverick deal that makes you feel ill. It runs in our family. Stoppin' and goin' and lyin' and trying'. My brain is on fire it feels like I'm flying through space. Yes doing my best but it'll get better this much I confess. Oh God I can't believe it but when this era's through I'll say that's it. Edification will take place. Pull up the reigns. And get out of the race. My bros are down for the Unity. 311 is down for the Unity. Unanimity of the Unity. |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Uncalm, uncalm, uncalm
Listen to the drummer just listen to the strings Listen to the DJ just rappin and things Once I get a message from you I get all edgy My minds racing but my you know not ready uh For you, baby all our dreams trickle through We are back in your teenage bedroom Salvador Dali honeymoon, for you It's like you and me on Plymouth Rock Embarking on a journey That I never thought would happen to me so effortlessly Sparks flying, your laughter is a symphony Spring, what a little moonlight can do Soon the summer sun is on you All the while we don't hear the news or feel blue Chorus: On the scales of desire your absence weighs more Than someone else's presence I wanna kiss reason goodbye today I wanna show its purple essence On your lips baby, It'll fade away return your natural iridescence On the scales of desire your absence weighs more Than someone else's presence You make me feel uncalm and I think I like it Make me think of a song that I could not write Your Melodies create themselves I'm just a conduit You make my heart accelerate and I'm on to it For you baby there's so much That I will do to be near the sweetness on you Funny everything seems so new when with you (Chorus) On the scales of desire your absence weighs more than someone else's presence Oh, uncalm, uncalm |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Thinking of you
It all comes in view I believe we came from the same cloud Two drops in the ocean Tell me again The story of when we We will be together one day... We're two of a kind Forever we've been combined Though the current will pull us apart Two drops in the ocean You are part of me The other side of the sea And we will be together one day... Hey hey What can i say? I swim your way Though the tide pull us away I ask you What you gonna do? Oceans apart But I know no one else will do Two drops in the ocean Just go with the motion dear We'll meet again From two rivers that dealt on two shore Two drops in the ocean Fall into me Dissolve in the sea The boundaries between, they are nothing But love we have, the only real thing..yeah There is a stone wall Around your heart Nothin left now to do but to start Chippin away Day by day Until we see it break apart Hear me talkin 'bout Let it be known, it can be done Bit by bit and one by one If the two of us try from both the two sides Until we see the sun You're phenomenal Two drops in the ocean Just go with the motion.. A lot of fish in the sea.. ..not for me You're somethin' of a different kind The rest evaporate, but you stay in my mind There is a stone wall Around your heart Nothin left now to do but to start Chippin away Day by day Until we see it break apart Hear me talkin 'bout Let it be known, it can be done Bit by bit and one by one If the two of us try From both the two sides Until we see the sun You're phenomenal Hey hey What can i say? I swim your way Though the tide pull us away I ask you What you gonna do? Oceans apart But i know no one else will do Two drops in the ocean Just go with the motion Two drops in the ocean dear... |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
You're a power spot rotating
everchanging transmitting like a radio wave frequently feeling what's goin' on Times are weird all this static things erratic seems like we lost the magic see hear how clear is inner quality a yin and yang type of thang sacred geometry ascending mad energy crazy bad you're something NASA fucking wish they had Tune in for those who are wantin' vision feel it from within sing along you're a star creator soul craft generator movin' through time and space son you're a liberator but you're memory has been erased the things you knew misplaced check it out Babylon life style we scorn now we live again in L.A. Tokyo and New York come on pay a fee smoke your booty weed put gas in your tank keep your city bumpin' |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
If you want more beats for you buck there's no luck (x4)
Then there's no luck Then again if you came for drama then I can't understand a Music critics, music critics Not afraid of a guy who'll tell you he's never been in a mix Been in a mix, been in a mix We're from the grassroots so big up to out friends Every crew, every click and every posse Big up to all the heads not of hypocracy You're a transistor Lightning resistor Conducting to the mother Star That's what you are Renegade sound system three eleven (x4) Three eleven (x2) Brothers from another planet and Here once again Automatic (x2) Quantum saints of the universe In a holographic Cosmic Remix (x2) From the mysterious blue planet We can breathe anywhere Underwater, out in space, and in L.A. Your polluted air's no problem for these homeys |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Rifling through, the pictures of you
I can finally tell they developed well The tale I see, it tells my favorite story Of friction and glory Breaking the cast of repeating the past It’s not written, that’s all just fiction Oh, who says it’s written in stone? It’s been a long time, oh such a long time Finding my way on back out, whoa Somehow you stood by, beyond where you should I'm amazed at how things have turned out What is revealed? What is concealed? It makes all the difference, Say what you will We unreel that human web Just to see how it feels Too much too fast For the moment to last I tumbled to you while stumbling through How do I get my head up off the tracks Listening for a train? Cause that’s just no way live I’ve got so much love to give Much too fast Out of blue It all comes in view You never win If you don’t go all in The perfect hand Can go just as you planned I don’t understand Began right on track Slipped through the cracks We were two of a kind, who seemed destined to find We unreel that human web Just to see how it feels Too much too fast For the moment to last I tumbled to you while stumbling through How do I get my head up off the tracks Listening for a train? Cause that’s just no way live I’ve got so much love to give Much too fast So much love to give Too much, too fast So much love to give Too much, too fast Got so much love to give Too much, too fast So much love to give Too much, too fast |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
Ohhh, ohhh
There's always an excuse when you need one There's always an excuse when you need one, ahhh Always a reason for someone, ooh There's always an excuse when you need one There's always an excuse when you need one, ahhh Always tiptoe around the turncoat today, yeah Which mood is it gonna be today, yeah This time you've done it You hurt yourself good Your best friend is gone And it's understood All alone and no singing And in true LA style Your phone stopped ringing There's always an excuse when you need one There's always an excuse when you need one, ahhh There's always an excuse when you need one There's always an excuse when you need one Ahhh, always Shut it down, get it right 'Cause a person can't win if they don't even put up a fight Get it right Everyone has got something that keeps them awake in the night That's a fact Don't think of the times that you gave up and let out some slack Take it back Don't think you're the only one going through it Take it back There's always an excuse when you need one There's always an excuse when you need one There's always an excuse when you need one Always an excuse when you need one Always an excuse when you need one Always an excuse when you need one Always an excuse when you need one Always, alll, alll, always |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
when things are outta whack
and they might collapse and at the end of the day you still can't relax and physically you ache like a cavity feelin' the blind on your mind and the rest of your body listen to your heartbeat flow and imagine become jackson pollack air brush chinese dragons on a sky blue conversation van or electra buick of the mind full of luminous matter and slowly all the pressure recedes and you stop to decay naturally think clearly ultimately through your grace will give way to traffic jams submachine guns in hand city red-necks who think like the omega man feelin' the extremes of the times we're livin' stockpile spaghetti-o's and cheerios plannin' to survive that fall-out shit its not ambiguous it be continous its all about us its for real man the continuous life there is no end movin' through life movin' through death my radio emits a signal form a strange noise the kind of which i've never heard before i scan the dial for more stations but all i get is an eerie feelin' i'm not dreamin' this is the real dealin' there's nothin like this trance i'm caught in a daze cuz i'm finally out of my body the blue lights are ablaze yeah i'm really amazed and feelin' so light that's right lift off and i'm into the sky as if a hologram were created to shift my conciousness changed again and i'm flung in the rift i wanna be free i wanna do right i move through the portal to be purified |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
I need a break something inside me said
from tv people counting the dead a break from all the sadness is what I need now, yeah I've an ache and a loss for words for apathy I sense in the herd I've heard 'em and it's senseless no questioning it And what's the point, nothing so dull could ever on Earth be brightened entirely just think about it and what's the point, nothing so slight could ever on Earth be enlightened entirely just think about it Ask me, I'm not blind I can, I can read all the signs so many have died so many out of their minds thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's not hard to be what you are thank your lucky stars We're in a place I thought we'd never get people devolved and fought or they fled but I do not know how we're going to get out of it, whoa It's a mistake to be paranoid a mental state that takes strength to avoid all the hostility and fear should be challenged 'Cause what's the point of living that way so many close their minds to what others say which ever feeling you voice and what's the point we're gonna pay sorted out one way or not we all have that day so make your choice Ask me, I'm not blind I can, I can read all the signs so many have died so many out of their minds thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's not hard to be what you are thank your lucky stars Ask me, I'm not blind I can, I can read all the signs so many have died so many out of their minds thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's not hard to be what you are thank your lucky stars |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Returning from the water cold alive and shining
Rock a mic in the afterlife while your moon is rising Heatin' up forcing steam whirling to be seen The dark held stars are the frost of my breathing Swimming through the darkness I'm a ghostly shark Developing like a photograph slowly in the dark The hearafter the action the main attraction One love in all of this that I'm going after Now there's fire inside but black space surrounds you You think "Where oh where am I" but even your light continues See through us see a soul we have not yet Learned to harness see the next world inside it We are the people of skin who left water Inside the dark womb inside of our mother Prone to the beat and vibe of our tribe We catch the drift and ride moving tides Out from a love that will keep on burning Now see yourself to the next world returning This life an old place we face to live again What is it to understand the heareafter |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
People sing about the coming of spring
But what is comin' down around it's snow or it's rain It's insane and i'm still in the same gang The way the weather act's it's a shame ok Badder behavior in our shit is flavor Grandiose endeavors yes the quest is greater Make no mistake i know the time and i wake I slip only when p-nut gets me baked from that shake Yeah you can't fuck with this You're walter middy don't take it as a dis But the fantasy has got to end this minute I had a fucking dream and yo now i'm in it I've been at many function but i know i'm about the function If someone brings you down keep punching We bunched in a little house where conditions got squalid But where we at now - solid I concur time it slurs and it blurs The vision like a drug and yo it's the word How absurd deliver us from nerds And funky 40 oz glass littered curbs Soon the church pitted bell will clang Boys on the corner mack with slang play a dice game When i walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick rub it on with vicks 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick we got the elixir Rub it on down with the sweet super mixer Late night radio players late night airwave invaders Yeah we got the force late night radio Zooma zooma zooma yeah we got the boom Blowin' up the spot so so give us room We prowl sometimes we howl hysterical When we take the stage see a miracle I realize today nothing is more vestigial Than the young space walkin' individual For years and years bubbling up with soul power To detonate this planet or reach another Yeah we take it up a notch We diggin' the shit so deep like ralston digs scotch Botch this and i'll regret it no that's not what i'm saying Remember this instead i'm staying We played in a little house where conditions got squalid But where we at now - solid We hauled a van with a rv that was a bad call It all went up in flames but i haven't seen it all Homey steps to me and say hey where ya goin' Oh just headin' back to where i done my growin' If you must go somewhere over the rainbow The adventures of a cosmic hero From planet to planet my tags a crater If you're not in the future you're not here either Labeled psychedelic we can play disco When the going gets weird you know the weird turn pro Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick rub it on with vicks 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick we got the elixir Rub it on down with the sweet super mixer Late night radio players late night airwave invaders Yeah we got the force late night radio |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Take a chance n something star you gotta
All the live long day If i had to name one thing would data Be hard pressed to say You can say that i'm gushy At least you know what i think I know that i'm lucky i know you're on the brink You got it good good good you got it good so good You make up ridiculous words Which mean exactly nothing I know just what you mean and that's the funny thing It's understood it's understood Buddy buddy buddy i know why you wander Through the sweetness on the ground The sweetness of the flowers You make your way on a cloudy day You've got to move The world you prove is too sweet yeah We parted much too soon i know but that's how it goes There's someone better out there for you and me Can't wait to get on the road and feel the shows And be like phenomenon 1 and 2 and 3 I don't mean to brag and i don't mean to boast But i'm the guy could that give you the most It's good good good it's understood CHORUS |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Feel the bass knives past your flesh enter your bone
solitude in your dance floor rhythm zone let your body go, just don't follow the letter do what you feel, the more absurd the better don't be afraid, whatever you got, show flaunt your personality let 'em know you stylo you could make a mean hand out of what you been dealt 311 on wax, wax on felt Feeling real great cause the weather is mild so you re-evaluate your personal style what makes you laugh, stand apart makes you feel good what's in your heart feeling real great cause the weather is mild so you check us out on tour, cause your likin' the style drums, the bass, the master plan nice guitars, the mics in our hands Strong all along, strong all along come to find out the arm of the truth is long i'll break it down for you like this for the hard of listening you think you're taking the cake, but what's left icing, (jump!) To every foundation and every crew we've got the medium, here's what we're gonna do sending out props straight from us to you to every foundation and every crew from the Malibu shores to the Brooklyn Zoo we've got the medium, here's what we're gonna do you wanna touch us, we wanna touch you too givin' respect, to those who keepin' it true If you are real or a replica if your steez be like Akira the wild ass Sioux or the Chippewa your tribes Pawnee or the Omaha you could touch me with your fresh aura cause your energy be phenomena now move, the people and then voila take on the love and the good karma (Come on!) Strong all along, strong all along come to find out the arm of the truth is long i'll break it down for you like this for the hard of listening you think you're taking the cake, but what's left icing, ( jump!) Feeling real great cause the weather is mild so you re-evaluate your personal style what makes you laugh, stand apart makes you feel good what's in your heart to every foundation and every crew we've got the medium, here's what we're gonna do sending out props straight from us to you to every foundation and every crew Strong all along, strong all along come to find out the arm of the truth is long i'll break it down for you like this for the hard of listening you think you're taking the cake, but what's left icing, ( jump!) |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Now i don't know you you don't know me
But i can show you where's the beat And you can do as you feel as long as you move Two perfect strangers sharing a groove Suckers step up and want to cause friction But violence is for those who can't handle diction Competion is waning circumnavigate the draining Complaining about those who are steady maintaining the jam Jump into thE pit and just slam Big respect goes out to those who can Lose their shit once in a while Act a fool just to mark time yo that's my style |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
No I'll not renounce my views do what others do I'd rather drink the hemlock than be like you, to my soul untrue It never gets easier so quit tryin pleasing her Everything is a choice so let me hear your voice Born in October night feeling was out a sight skin I'm in now and then moves like a meteorite noise in our culture is built in our nature another era will decode as we head toward rapture suppose we're all gifted suppose that the mist is a metaphor for change suppose the veil will be lifted sacrament that I hold close and I feel noble solar marigolds light the souls return from that other world Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming There's so much here at stake When every moment is just fleeting Sometimes when I'm awake I can't if I'm still dreaming It never gets easier so quit tryin pleasing her Everything is a choice so let me hear your voice rip up the evening post kill parasitic hosts we can shoulder all the karma that came with Los Alamos return the sky bottle blue return that forgotten hue a looking glass world seeing into and through you soul and body are my twins the latter will give in when the former views the ocean as not too cold to get in to martian life forms these waters are real warm but beware we can change the weather and create a snowstorm Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming There's so much here at stake When every moment is just fleeting Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming No I'll not renounce my |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Massive Laminate Fortress
Hazy cannibus porches Saying no to the bores It's not mine or yours then i said The wait sucks i don't mind waiting Once you get there there's no more gates and i gotta say Stealing Happy Hours Don't wait one minute more to ask me You make me feel like Hank Chinaski In war all the time war war all the time We're snatching bits of time that No one else can seem to find |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
I am a music lover and some how i get paid
This song would still exist if no money was made That's the difference I summed it up in a sentence I'm sittin' here perfectly still cuz I've got No p;ace to go Be about two months until we light up the show follow me now I sing of Spring it's a marvelous thing What else swing the thing you bring Yo i gotta say hola Orange county to Angola I go back to the beat It never lets me down Zone in and let it Rola I deem stream of sweat that connects me to you I still be about that thing you do We dip dip dive and herbalize I don't look over my shoulder but i know there are spies But then long time crew stuck like glue You never let me down Always came through Always kept the flow Even when you didn't know Don't ask us We make it up as we go Chorus Seems like people are the viruses and earth is simply tired of us so many headz what if something would give and kill off our race maybe diseases from space arriving from a comet with a trail left for the planet say the wake it created was the start of the end filled with spores that we engineered plant pathogens what's in the future for the view is many changes humans could be in danger what would you eat to be a remainder as your food is maimed to take you out the frame some would vaporize some would remain the same suckers with no cares about the wave of the world i feel their lives are destined for hard times too There's a parallel universe that might be blocked but by emotion we put in to it we could unlock I'm not sayin' we could escape fate tunneling in this vast untranslatable energy filled of dust and ash |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
If there's a scream inside of you just let it go
you're beating yourself up baby don't you know you've got to get through and lift the roof off your soul It's like a pain locked in a part of your heart it's never gonna leave it unless you start to warm it up, be wise and be smart Out on the ocean there's no one around no one to hear a sound it's just us out here out on the ocean speaking freely Away from the city away from the ears that bug us and judge us it's so liberating to be free and my heart slows down Nice and easy and your breathing will be pleasing just speak easy and say what's on your mind I search for something to compare you to thought long and hard for a simile true now I'm suddenly aware end the quest you're beyond compare so speak easy If there's a shadow in your life then there's sunshine things turning inside out all the time just rewind, it's all in your mind Ooh so speak easy out here we're floating late in the night and the only light to guide us is a full moon that's glowing on the sea Nice and easy and your breathing will be pleasing just speak easy and say what's on your mind I search for something to compare you to thought long and hard for a simile true now I'm suddenly aware end the quest you're beyond compare so speak easy speak easy speak easy speak easy |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
sometimes jacks rule the realm
can't you tell the swimmers drown without a sound a chalkboard scratching sound could craze the town an emperor's clothes never be exposed i took it as a compliment regardless what they meant it could have been innocent spent, so spent railing against undeserved dangling precipitants raining down idiots always flapping in the flapping in the wind i took it as a compliment no matter what they meant could have been beligerent could have been half percent could have been wanting afraid to have been caught promising ended up taunting me i can't change that i can't change i can't change that i can't change i'm watching you not sure what's true life can be so cruel there's nothing you can do but it fades... only to return i feel your eyes burn i really am concerned sometimes jacks will rule the realm sometimes jealousy will dwell you can't begin to dispel when you can not even tell what makes me act the way i do and why am i asking you what makes me act the way i do and why am i asking you what makes me act the way i do and why am i asking you sometimes jacks will rule the realm sometimes jealousy will dwell you can't begin to dispel when you can not even tell sometimes jacks will rule the realm sometimes jealousy will dwell you can't begin to dispel when you can not even tell |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
We are the wind and the sea
Sun reflected you to me We are the moon and the stars Darkness hiding mystical heart We have just begun The dreams, the nightmares of everyone We are mysterious things Eternal, perpetual, and ending We are the yin and the yang The ending, the middle, and the big bang We are the zero and one The desert, the voice, and the ocean I've one conclusion It's not illusion But it's creativity The supernatural thing that happens between you and me, yeah Because it's magic Something out of nothing Magic Something out of nothing The paranormal became normal Every time you're through the door Don't care what they say That's what I'll say We are silver and gold The eyes that see The hands that hold We are all you heard A whisper to scream every word You are everything Eternal, perpetual, and ending I am a mystical The sweet science of seeing the whole We are creative Everyone of us is how we live, yeah We are positive Everyone of us is how we live I've one conclusion It's not illusion But it's creativity The supernatural thing that happens between you and me, yeah Because it's magic Something out of nothing Magic Something out of nothing The paranormal became normal Every time you're through the door Don't care what they say That's what I'll say, uh Magic Something out of nothing Magic Something out of nothing The paranormal became normal Every time you're through the door Don't care what they say That's what I'll say Because it's magic Because it's magic Because it's magic Something out of nothing Don't care what they say That's what I'll sa |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
Not the back of a gentle mother
I do like a manhole cover It keeps on pounding my head We'll order water Torture sauce and economics Every day just more comics In a pissing contest That started out with atomic bombs Mom will they drop the bomb Will they think about their children's children Be a forwardless mess and this No one to call You can't make them stall I want to feed them to each other Cause I'm sick of them all How can't you see something's missing Is anyone listening We're shooting up flares Does anyone care They got this world locked down bound and gagged From the reds in Pine Ridge to that land in Bagdad When did our leaders Become bottom feeders We're shooting up flares Does anyone care They got this world locked down bound and gagged With constant fear and paranoia toxins in our head It's just something they know how to do How to make everyone feel uncalm The masses just take it while they turn the screws Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb It's just something that we got to fight How to make everyone feel uncalm Keep us distracted with ?? Porno shows, MTV hoes, and all the radio It's the same fucking song That's just the way it goes Cold turkey world to democracy's girls From the rules of engagements sweet heart This is the world How can so many sit silent Enough to the violence We're shooting up flares Does anyone care They got this world locked down bound and gagged The Botox, Barbie dolls, and magazine ads It's just something they know how to do How to make everyone feel uncalm The masses just take it while they turn the screws Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb Embodying all that we know to be wrong How to make everyone feel uncalm When a war chant becomes a popular song |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
You know patience pushing a dream brings my demons to life
Songs are vacations our soul salvation will you Suspend your disbelief I'd like to be the, thief That steals that jaded necklace that you're always wearing I'd take that thing and with my knive I'd start pairing so Chop chop piece piece and send it to the raiders of LA There are so many this land of plenty The things we lack straight square within our grasp Ever you do ever you think Whether you're brown or you're pink I think not thinkings better bout it When you stop to think The jaded ones will wither While the optimistic grow I settle that a bet will let a large amount So indulge me just for a minute imagine no one holdin out All trying for peace my brothers down Some others down it happens slow think you should know the direction that the world go peace They number six to make them feel like men They one up us cuz we're much to much for them OK the method to the mischeifs over there then Sike shazam we strike with the lightnin Through space we move and emit an ill tracer We're set to light your world kid we're your maker Check it our karma plus the avant garder Style of out sect wise to ways comes to wreck While the masses mill around curse in anguish 311 stompin' em down with the quickness We see all the crews that be comin' around Like a drive through Estes park you savor the sun But when the clouds come make animals |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Don't fear mere words cuz if it takes a word ruin ya
You should have already hard you're finished through and soon ya See that stifling sentences is so much more suspicious Much worse could come of that so much more delicious To the dastardly basturdly plans of little mice and men Ugly rears its head and speaks from now and then People love to disagree so avoid the endless bout make no attempt To try and suss the stupid out But of the racist institutions simple minds belong Not happy just being human, no wish to get along Little people need exclusions sucker groups to throng It makes them feel special it makes them feel strong Now I got a click but it's more like a family Not an ethnic trip more like an ethic see I write the rhyme today tell it to you later Whether were coming in wack or what it's a waste to be a hater Graffiti bombs-from the palms-love is so strong Can't be stopped too long For the night it will come Shaped in the form of Mars that stone afar Ghetto cool Oh well Now you feel the spell The color rocks the bell The king of swing rise to the top The thythm possessed in ya and it don't stop The mise is broken The demon locin' Dropping the bomb and all that is left is the smokin' Cloakin' chokin; the lyrics are spoken Infrared vision scopin' condition Now breakin' 'em all to pieces like a sly rap bandit Witha fly Lu-Kang kick in Mortal Combat and I land it So get your own back when I jam it cold and Hearing about you rhyme style been outmoded The dopest flow upon the planet Dope is the word the bro throw up on the down low goddammit You juice your fucking friends like Dracula But when we kick you out you're just brokula You left a big surprise from Pacific Bell Called all your relatives and your friends in Hell Now let me tell you something you fucking piece of shit You'll never have no money, now tell me was it worth it? You leave a trail of lies that's why you keep moving We won't come after you we'd only end up provin In the end revenge send ends to the defendant I know that statement's true I wear it like a pendant I know you'll hear this song so I think it's funny The name is theif or trust and money. Like Captain Picard we come hard in light years Our star has long bust but now reappears In your sky at night rising and immense Yes you see ourselves in the shine of it And so passing under the dome of the great sky Beware we are the stars holmes that you ruled by Where death reborn into the world is a gift So the future with no voice of its own will uplift All is gone All is calm y'all Set wrecked in L.A. In the Wetlands of New York Atlanta and Phoenix Portland, Lincoln and N.O. |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Head rush, C'mon we take the stage
And what's up it's on This is a blowup so just listen up Just take your mouth off interrupt We came to throwdown, it's a showdown And you know why we never lie Get the lowdown son We're mashin and bashin this stage we're crashin If you're on the roof I know you're dancin I bet we get the people jumpin overseas And I know why you're bustin' mp3's The s--t s--t shocker, the hip hop rocker Wiser than Baraka, stronger than Chewbacca KISS never did this nor Ozzy Osbourne Shakin that ass and shakin your fistborn Back to the future and past to the front We appear like adrenaline it's just that blunt Two score and five we came alive A minor blowup was started A song for the newly sane and the broken hearted Head rush, C'mon we take the stage And what's up it's on From midnight til daylight You best believe that we're sick tight You're cryin' bout your life, I think it is absurd What could be so bad, you come from the suburbs Just like me but I could never despair Most people in this world ain't got s--t to spare Suckas look up to thugs, they like the attitude But f--k that, I'm talkin gratitude The harder they act just to hide their insecurity I'm talking honestly we are assuredly Dope, I smoke it, but not every day Cuz anything all the time's a drag I say 311 you want to get next to them The name's Nick H, E, X, U, M Two score and five we came alive A minor blowup was started A song for the newly sane and the broken hearted We keep an eye for each other then again Our known associates endure We make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush, keep it going now You know we get it right We keep it flowing now We're sick tight We keep an eye for each other then again Our known associates endure We make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush, keep it going now You know we get it right We keep it flowing now Sick tight |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Head rush, C'mon we take the stage
And what's up it's on This is a blowup so just listen up Just take your mouth off interrupt We came to throwdown, it's a showdown And you know why we never lie Get the lowdown son We're mashin and bashin this stage we're crashin If you're on the roof I know you're dancin I bet we get the people jumpin overseas And I know why you're bustin' mp3's The s--t s--t shocker, the hip hop rocker Wiser than Baraka, stronger than Chewbacca KISS never did this nor Ozzy Osbourne Shakin that ass and shakin your fistborn Back to the future and past to the front We appear like adrenaline it's just that blunt Two score and five we came alive A minor blowup was started A song for the newly sane and the broken hearted Head rush, C'mon we take the stage And what's up it's on From midnight til daylight You best believe that we're sick tight You're cryin' bout your life, I think it is absurd What could be so bad, you come from the suburbs Just like me but I could never despair Most people in this world ain't got s--t to spare Suckas look up to thugs, they like the attitude But f--k that, I'm talkin gratitude The harder they act just to hide their insecurity I'm talking honestly we are assuredly Dope, I smoke it, but not every day Cuz anything all the time's a drag I say 311 you want to get next to them The name's Nick H, E, X, U, M Two score and five we came alive A minor blowup was started A song for the newly sane and the broken hearted We keep an eye for each other then again Our known associates endure We make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush, keep it going now You know we get it right We keep it flowing now We're sick tight We keep an eye for each other then again Our known associates endure We make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush, keep it going now You know we get it right We keep it flowing now Sick tight |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Just sever that leash and release
Your freedom of speech You just have to believe Your deed will be received Somehow somewhere You won't be repaid with a blank stare Let me know if you dare There's no one that could cure you like she does (She does) No one could leave you so alone (Cuh, cuh, come on) Here I goes My vibe is holy My eyes closed Either I'm asleep Or what I'm thinking is deep Eventually I sigh and kick the sheets Try to piece together why I'm here Nothing except my own damn eyes and ears And then it sever so I listen to my heart Always and ever If it's not good it might get better If it's not good it might just sever I tell you money there's other honey You always show it but you don't know it Staring at the door thinking About the mess you're in In your couch sinking deep Over the girl that's gone Just sever that leash and release Your freedom of speech You just have to believe Your deed will be received Somehow somewhere You won't be repaid with a blank stare Let me know if you dare Now all you think about her Drink about her in vain But all else feels like you're betraying (Cuh, cuh, come on) We're wakin' it up face up and shakin' it up We know of an extended field This is the deal we're letting and getting The vibes that we want Open up your heart and proceed to feel Now you're inchin' up to the summit never plummet Boot your system up And then bail with the middle finger up Why are you so abrupt baby don't be corrupt Standin' in the club playin' the wall That they're not her is all You think and that is true But what else can you do Trying to turn back time Or just tow the line Cuz the space you're in Is no place like home |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
it seems uncertain
i wish it was forgone to know the version that made life go wrong wish i had a clue what rearranged our molecules mostly wondering it seems uncertain in times of trouble everyone joins a team no one waves a flag for all human beings no one's excited unless they are divided someone's going to have to give in it seems uncertain i'd like to be one of the faithful millions but what i see is an excuse for the killing your denomination should be a private thing how about spirit for all human beings how could something well guided turn out to be divisive mostly wondering it seems uncertain |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life The more you strengthen your denial The more you turn to your desire Na na na na Appetite fight you'll beat it yet Na na na na By or by crook on that I would bet Just hang on in there It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life Lost in a barrel of wine and whining Snared in a trap of your own designing Don't be so sure Nobody knows when it will end Don't be so sure Wouldn't I speak up if I'm a true friend Just hang on in there It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your Life, your life Another detail just goes by Fallen into the abyss that has become your life It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life All of your life |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
We were born in the seventies
The rippin and rhyming and brethren see We're filling taste great In the old school I was eight Fot the new school I was late But in high school I was debate I rate in the great state of California I'm warning ya Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette! I kick nonsense in French tasty like Crepe Suzette I bet you gonna wanna try this but it takes niceness I like a beat that's unique and I like my head zooming And in my Continental you know that shit's booming With the diamond int eh back suicide doors You can look from here to eternity And never receive your morsel. Another tale of ordinary madness The girl who gave you her sex I heard was homeless say All I really wanna is to feel nirvana Won't you take me tonight and we just might find A bottle of wine and feel our nasty nature Your toung lickin' up my tounge Your radio pickin' up a smokey jazz love song Madness becomes you even though your Livin' life it's hard to exist when you're tempted By flesh you wanna bust through Beautiful legs in the bar there is poetry She bends and suspends and her ass Is a marvelous thing A dance dancin' at a club the Hereafter Who can't really dance but that doesn't really matter And she won't hear applause Cus your drunk and lost All light is gone Your arms spread like a cross And you're dreaming that the world Will soon fall apart Topless firl in your gaze Which is hazy Takes your dollar In the gutter without cigarettes Or wine your hungover I was warned of your normal Behaviour and felt My life was too short to Consider your wack self It's like this when you dip down And you are boxin' Reeling against the ropes and you Face some young Mexican Your scrappin' your kneck gets Snapped back your eyes have bled Your thinking' about a comeback But your takin' it to the head You little bastard Better watch you back Cuz we're after Your punk ass by God we're gonna jack it You're played out and small time And your show is over You're 'bout as lucky as a three leaf clover And your older ho bag sceezer In her droopy saggy skin Who thoughtshe was a model But in truth a never-has-been I'll slap that witch as if I were her pimp And my crew will attest to her fradulence |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Here in the world
feel it flowing river of life on a human journey dont be afraid of becoming the sea don't worry yourself many stories will be left untold but understand everything must go Slow slow lover rub you down we don't want no one hurting don't make a sound oh livin' is a journey walking believing running for shelter now slow slow lover rub you down we don't want no one hurting don't make a sound oh living is a journey walking believing running What's that you do you're running around there's people that need you and you're letting down and when it's time to care you always leave town don't hurry yourself there's some wildness there and mercy it's the emptiness we love touching Chorus Give thanks and praise for good things you found humble people not ashames nor proud and always try to keep your feet on the ground and love yourself |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Ooh, what else can i do
Ooh, what else can i do Ooh, face in a screw Ooh racing to prove You never remember The blossom sender Still in a Rub A Dub style Long time you don't know what I'm doin' Whoa Long time see troubles are brewin' yeah Stick to the way you rock it and know that you'll cope with that Not gonna let it sit till i say, quot;how dope was thatquot; Keep your head pumpin' till you get in the zone not giving up, not going home Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow Nobody can really say cuz nobody really know only thing that matters if it's funky to you You got a choice of what you can do |
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from Surf's Up (서핑 업) by Mychael Danna [ost] (2007)
Reggae got soul
Got so much soul Reggae got soul Got so much soul Listen to the beat Move your dancing feet Rock your body line Move in time You don't have to salute While I'm passing through Listen to the beat Move your dancing feet Rock your body line Right in time This reggae got soul Got so much soul Grandmother, can do it? Grandfather, can do it? Do it and feel alright This reggae got soul Got so much soul Reggae got soul For the young and old Reggae got soul Got so much soul Reggae got soul For the young and old Reggae got soul Got so much soul Reggae got soul For the young and old Reggae got soul Got so much soul Reggae got soul For the young and old ... |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
How many times will they do the same thing?
How did they get programmed to, your following? Everyone's locked up in their suffering The only way you can tell is reconsider everything What if the truth is that there is no truth The only thing I can prove is there is no proof Don't be so sure that your source is correct People believed it before, before they had checked How many times can they tell you Til you just give them their way How many times can sell you Til you let them have their say Every time you will ignore your Heart it will come back twice more Never deny your own instinct Reconsider Everything Everybody want something they control Some just want grass some they want gold Either way does it feel good or feel low Taking you down not fast but real slow Rebellion done for it's own sake Does not a true free thinker make To go against for it's own sake You're still controlled by the course that the other man takes Reconsider everything, reconsider everything Reconsider everything, reconsider everything Reconsider everything, reconsider everything Reconsider everything |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy
Go back rocket man into the sky you'll see Hear it all the time, come back rewind Aliens are watching up in the sky Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy Sound boy when you come round Sound boy won't you stay No one gonna harm you The all want you to play I watch th birds of prey that Hunt the canyon below my house Looking for a meal like a lizard or a mouse I wonder if they appreciate the setting like me To control your own direction choose to be free And i reserve the right to be as trite as i want And you can lick but don't bite I toss you here to vermont I kick it lickety split And hand it to the man in the tan van And as for you and your crew i don't hate you Peace is my priority 'cuz marley said for sure-ity Just what do you think i'm doin'? I'm not just here for screwin' Yo and if it's sore take care of it Perhaps from too much stucking But anytime your aware of it then keep on fucking You know we cool Hey hey isn't that random? When we come bout people get ready Hey hey isn't that random, gonna freak do it national Sound boy gonna rock you People rock steady Hey hey isn't that random? To be the one who has it all is not that hard And i'll be that type of dude in a funky car I dream of a suit that will fit my rhyme When i recognize my girl from a former life I love it when the only sound that i hear Is your infectious laughter I will hear you again in 800 years If i'm still lucky Go north on outpost then take a left on mull-holland To me that's where i like it and macapa drive is callin' I get up to the sun and then i stretch out Beginning to look like summer And i'm down with no doubt. (swing) CHORUS I break a silly peace for offering Rap weasel then i'm boffering I'd give you an exclusive on my playlist The thought and styles i kick are from a radom hat pick That's why most radio will never play this tell 'em again Me a rude boy from omaha nebraska Sick as a porno flick yet gold as precious laugter Many don't agree but we can't care about that 'Cuz we're never gonna wear the old hat. spoken |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
I believe in your purpose baby
Coming up to the surface and maybe I'll never see you again then again who knows Make me quiver hands will shiver Still got all the things that i woulda give her Yeah, yeah but it's slow going Something's showing yeah, yeah Love is a stream that will find it's own course Making due is a thing a thing i will do no more Whenever you come back i'll be waiting Trifling the slack no head gating This is all pure fiction you know that's right Just pure fiction that's all right I believe in your purpose baby Coming up to the surface and maybe I'll never see you again then again who knows Make me quiver hands will shiver Still got all the things that i woulda give her But it's slow going something's showing Yeah, yeah |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Whoa oh prisoner
My pretty oh oh prisoner A black ocean is the sky above Tiny lights bob what star you from Trapped in material plane She wants to fly and they think she's insane But she knows what she know Give that girl wings and that's all she wrote Twilight zone twilight zone I'm Floating in the dark alone and Is there any love out here let me know A laser lights the top of my dome Then through my body As if Scotty's Beaming up a wayward soul Mutant races in an ancient universe Dark shadows humans rhymin' in a reggae verse It's gone if you blink I can see it as soon as you think it Dancehalls crystal balls On sidewalk malls Psychic people outdoors reading palms I believe that you know more To survive the dimension is four oh oh prisoner my pretty oh oh prisoner Look at the way she's searching Trapped in a world that's hurting So bad it makes her cry But i won't let her say goddbye |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
I'm in a good way on a bad day.
Thinking of a plan a way to stay on top of it. Nailin' in I have a fit if I sit, sit doin' nothin'. Which is what. I done so far but I carve a niche which sits in my good things brain. Layin' the tracks like a loco mo, spark the Jay. Chorus : Tabla Rosa is my brain don't mean to bug or drive you insane. Don't have to guess just what I'm sayin if I had a point I'd say it plain. Dammit my brain is blank and now I say it would be a lie if I said I was inspired nothin' to say but that's ok.. Nod your head to this. Messin' around, I'm not having it. You bite the hand I put your head out. I come to know a travesty and so sad to see. The scene dictated frustrated former musicians. Switching' the emphasis from art to money. But I demand autonomy what else my friend. I tell you what 's wrong to me the industry's ability to manufacture stars. They churn them out like Iwojema makes cars. But the blame lies not with those suits for trying. It's the sheep that keep on buying that soulless crap. Whatever they put in front of ya. The hysteria of America. Nod your head to this. Well, stress is the enemy and not a friend to me. One thing I see is to be easy goin' throwin' down sit back. And watch my life flowin' and knowing life is but a dream. You can ask my home team. Let me tell you how I seem. My economy seems to be in words not action actually ya see yes. I'm a tempest and I rarely rest but that's what you go to do. If you want to be the best so I'm on a threshold so don't tell me no. I just flow and know I can count on my bros. Chorus Don't you know that the devil he's in me and God she is too. My Yin hates my Yang, but what the fuck ya gonna do. I choose a rocky ass path but that's how I like it. Life's a bowl of punch go ahead and spike it. |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Everything you do it comes back to you. Whatever it may be.
If it isn't one thing rest assured that something. Will come back and pay you for your deed A shortcut's a self defeating means, if you cannot do it clean. You'll never reach your reward. And when the day is done, what you receive is the sum. Of what you took out, from what you put in. Times deep in a dream seem a veiled realm. Shadows what I think and feel is real. Times in our tribe feel the tribe when we thrive. We have no fear of death and no fear of life. Chorus : I can't forget you and our version of paradise. I can't forget you and our version of paradise. Everything you do it comes back to you, whatever it may be. What you did as a devil or did as an angel. The favor returns itself somehow. If you take my money I'll buy you a drink and you'll see. That no one rides for free. Afraid of what I said then your mind is stricken. I'm wearing my heart sleeveless and I'm always up for kickin? This is my favorite city pity everywhere the enemy. From the beginning serious history nothing's ever given to no one. Rides for free. From the beginning radiant energy's music what I need to keep my sanity. I say we fear no evolution stand up musical revolution. Follow me now when I say we can never stop in we never give. Cuz this is how we breathe and live. Some of them whine and some of them bitch. They cannot do it we never switch. We do it for ourselves and we do it for you. If you don't like it well I hope you do. I've got to be honest. Chorus. Chorus. |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
houston we have a problem
all this tv has made us dumb anxious is what we've become too much prozac in our system it's our mental condition it's our mental condition one big lack of education institutions fuck with our emotions are elastic they stretch out and back strecth out and back sometimes they just snap they don't go back they never go back what if it were true that you weren't so blue and you felt like you could just do anything but we're facing the sunset and for a moment it looks like it's rising and we are on the other side of things there's no procrastionation maybe i should do it get to it straight i see people wasting time with so much pointless debate i can't wait for the over analytical politically correct upset by threats to the national mindset i bet we'd let reverse psychology mob mentality over our ecology at college we could learn but usually we burn and then we waste it taste it time and time and it's time to take your medicine emotions are elastic they stretch out and back strecth out and back sometimes they just snap they don't go back they never go back what if it were true that you weren't so blue and you felt like you could just do anything but we're facing the sunset and for a moment it looks like it's rising and we are on the other side of things what if it were true that you weren't so blue and you felt like you could just do anything but we're facing the sunset and for a moment it looks like it's rising and we are on the other side of things side of things |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
In a minute everything you have can all be straight gone
In a minute things you though were tied can come straight undone How about some knocks on wood some so far it's so good any day What you think is solid earth can jump up and spread out To the north and south that's what plates are about Nature has no conscience no kindness or ill will The dreams they had make me sad because of the vides of them When one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened To me and my family my bro's and I were driving The RV bleeding flames us leaping through fire surviving Zoned with no home there was fire all on it Umm let me have my life I want it I'm gonna let you know that I said We're coming in kill we're coming chill We've comin in how we will Gone to tell the whole world what's the deal And I say know no critical boarder cuz We do what we want Got more funky styles that my laser jet got font Not one to get over sounding like the norm Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn All we coming with is a little bit of swing And we go on like it ain't no thing Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dance since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state Still we're down like that x3 Makin the funk that smells of skunk Such occasions occur back in the day It begins you're a raw kid all the way Son of a gun but they you drifted All are endowed but few are gifted At the break of dawn behaving like a spy Lampin in the light the cold world awakens Deeper is the light to open up the sky Look into my eyes see the dialatin' Omaha Stylee is the shit we come with man Embedded in out souls it breathes out from this band We always knew that we could Thank you if you too felt we would We will arise explore these worlds and find the grass roots How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew My dude on the one come off like Teflon Rock your shit and you will rise on If you're a farmer outstanding in your field say Do as you eill do as you wish follow your bliss say We travel round the world giving it our best Like to see the people dancing and bouncing and the rest The hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass We forged the sword chariots of war our battle axe There's much power in anger but loves a bigger banger Complete props to my crew this is what we do |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Any different people can apply to drop the funk
It's not a country club review board steady talkin junk Many people would have it others go put and grab it Some trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbs I am the one who scores the herb When we're on the road P-Nut rolls it up Throw me a joint on stage what's up I will tell a cop that I know my fucking rights And we can match wits all night for real He said if I had nothing to hide Then of course I wouldn't mind if he looked through our ride Uh, no I'd really rather you didn't And no we don't have guns hidden We stood there for a while continue to decline Firmly, I didn't lose my mind I didn't let him break me he's just another human Not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day He couldn't make us stay We had our shit together It don't matter whether We sport the dread locks or a shaved head Or if we have a sticker from the dead I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curse Last week I keep an even keel and bow in place And face the music every minute Never could see my homey comin' till he passed Funky gas by my way all the day I couldn't laugh Oh by now I'm chill with it Bare ass in my face I'm ok but Chad's like "Uh-uh no he isn't" So I proceed to hear him get loose with the Fartin' all over my face sometimes my tummy He fucked with my flow although I thought it funny I probably wouldn't care if I smoked more kind bud But that wouldn't do me shit cuz then he'd fuck me more up Crazy ill and chillin' rude but I'ze a real cool dude He didn't believe the day would come when he would get his top But then one day right in front of his face I got him He looked over said "God damn get me some water" The one time I hadn't wasted till I got mine Smeared his nose with my armpit funk slime So you get it the picture just how sick we were then But before I jet "Hey yo Chad sniff my finger man" I can see a lot of people who feel like I do I can see a lot of people who feel like I don't I go on step lightly even when I'm heavy High jump the slump open up fot eh Revy Horton Heat Sweet what am I displayin' forgot what I was saying I know I must be laying a pipe you got a gripe With the way I get high Graffix bong sing along with a cry of a Mandatory sentence for a crime with no victim When everyone knows jail terms should be picked in Order of the pain that they cause Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law Until you violate the rights of another Respect the space of your sister and your brother The war on drugs may be well intentioned But it falls fucking flat when you stop and mention The overcrowded prisons where a rapists gets paroled To make room for a dude who has sold A pound of weed to me that's a crime Here's to good people doin time y'all Bare Ass Yeah x4 |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
The cold funk has you sunk feel the mids pump
Blessed are those who erupt when we turm up Right now we corrupt Cons the shades we don in the neon night We're gonna feed on the mics and blast through a pipe I gotta feed on the mics and blast through a pipe I gotta cool capability to toast and ill Yo my daddy told me, "Hey son you must act chill" Alien rough My galaxy is tough Here comes the bang of a hip-hop thang that we bring and swing Men from Mars aint ever gonna hang With dope Buddha's come to the stage we are attackin Space assassin naked live and never slackin Come a day on the way enter on S.A. Amplified form another world far away I got the pang of a gang and I come from the Southside Here's the thang that I bring and I promise to come live While the masses passes upon there fucking asses And if you don't see get glasses That is a shot out to the words of Curt Grubb The motherfucker is not scrub I said the man is the kind With the one that I call Brine Shrimp We nover ever do skimp I limp on a stage in a huff Like magic dragon I puff on the stuff of a Humbolt cone Then I'm stonded watch out Smoke the weed that come from Northern California Don't do no cocaine that come from Columbia That the thing that mash up your nature Mash up your body and mash up your culture Take a tip from the the flipped script of Daddy Freddy I give complete props to the one that rocks steady With dexterity and goes on and on and on And turn out the dope shit like the one that's called Pawn Shop Press yes it's on what's up P-Nut change it up |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
do you want me to cry?
cry for you how can you say that you're blue a rich rock star you are yet you still complain that's insane imagine if you had a child of two you're a single mom with a son named two you work a long hard day just to bill pay with no time to play then what would you say still in this world what it means to me losin' my grip as i trip on anomalies my third eye is the prize of unflyin' horus the pleadies will smash out of taurus energy pure decompose in the porous soil of life moving on it's courses crystals 'neaththe surface radiate the cycle combing minerals they will flex and let go toxically were built to never last cuz the waste we make all day steady growin' fast I get up intake my blue-green algae let it penetrate strengthen my grasp holistic healers dealin' our galactic growth reversin' fx of shit wrecked Chernobyl Wanna take it further Let's take that funk further Wanna take it further Let's take that love further We've all got pain that's real And we should say how we feel And i've felt so alone But i know i've always got a home The question i'm upserving Gamma waves bacterial plagues cow mutilations all the time not to mention visitations more than 2000 years of fuckin' with our fears the only thing true we gotta love each other try to keep a positive vibe they make it tough for ya you're cut off and lonely while you hustle for dough we can overcome the wrongs while we're reachin' the point stick together all forever now continue to flow |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Story time
Sways away the haze They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring above me swimming Pay tribute to the few we look up to Come again You my soul fool Who will know us but our brothers Those who down with us are thinking New school, tip top, pound the feeble Walking and talking Low down and evil Follow me now Yo Vato The nix hex is on Would everybody just look at the hook I took it strait from my brain Reminds me of the time I was insane And so I wrote it when I was loaded And voted the least likely to turn out like a square I'm singing it for your mind and no I'm singing it for your ears Jump up and down and leave the ground and know that's why your here And they say down diggey down down, down diggey diggey down,stronger, longer Line up your ways of know what I'm thinking say it again And now I'm with my home team back with a good seat I gladwick like chadwick to tell you what I mean Were laying back on it just like good sex Smooth yet physcodelic its called the nix hex-um The monologue of a singalong Las banderas de san juan piden pa ????? ""I'm feelin' fine, lord it's time""????? Go tell it on a mountain ,then again bring a friend You'll maybe get dizzy with a scence of vertigo Uplifted soul from the view that I'm on nothin' but love But love But love in my blood sonic in the vortex This is the hip thing Called the nix hex Dig itBegin Come see me now come see me now baby Come see me now come see me now aye Come see me now come see me now Baby Come see me now come see me now I'm wickedy wild I need to put down I come without a wreck so let's get I'm wickedy wild I need to put down I come without a wreck so let's get down I want to make some music in this country And I am the rhythm missionary with the melody Wait a minute, just a minute Yes yes time to rhyme and shine now rip it rip Jump up and down cause that's the 311 style Cruise on by the frowners, float follow me now with a smile I got a golden ticket not gonna even pick it I heard it he said it I heard it but it we but it went something like The rhythm will make you want to move your body I had it once and never ever forgot it |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Tell ya what I like this moment of unity
When there’s no distance in between you and me I gotta stop when it becomes us and them Need an enemy for ego to win These are the good old days I don’t care what they have to say These are the good old days All together Now So tell me Can this all be real? Find it so bizarre Can this all be real? Orbiting a star Find it too intense to be a coincidence I don’t think you gotta let go of common sense Can this all be real right now? Summer, never ending summer That’s our time, we do it all the time From Tokyo Bay to the little five points Keep on blazing a trail keep on rocking the joints Summer, here we go na, na, na, na, na, na Hanging out, with my friends we’re traveling Out and about, good times that we’re having it’s Harmonic bliss when we all are synchronized Something got to see with your eyes These are the good old days I don’t care what they have to say These are the good old days All together now So tell me Can this all be real? Find it so bizarre Can this all be real? Orbiting a star Find it too intense to be a coincidence I don’t think you gotta let go of common sense Can this all be real right now? Summer, never ending summer That’s our time, we do it all the time From Tokyo Bay to the little five points Keep on blazing a trail keep on rocking the joints Summer, here we go na, na, na, na, na, na Summer, never ending summer That’s our time, we do it all the time From Tokyo Bay to the little five points Keep on blazing a trail keep on rocking the joints Summer, here we go na, na, na, na, na, na Summer, never ending summer That’s our time, we do it all the time Summer, never ending summer That’s our time, here we go na, na, na, na, na, na |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
My Stoney Baby
The fish who keeps on swimming. Is the first to chill upstream. I want your fish right by me. That's how it has to be. The songs I sing they don't mean a thing if you're not there to hear it, but then soon is the time you'll be by my side. It's copesetic if you let it so set up and keep the down stream down and up stream up. Girlfriend boots & all you lookin' fresh again. Move toward me so I can smell the sweetness of your flesh dam. Cool down your fine self when I find my way to the wetness of your sweet mouth. Sweetly in every way that you treat me. A fish story but you know it's picture perfect. Our morning glory every time that we wake. The morning ride is the longest ride take it. Like this take it like that take a yin and a yang. It's time to find the kind. Like my man jack sprat to do down forever it's wetter. Titillate the flow. Can't say it any better. Swimmin' and hummin' with a body and soul. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Swimmin' and hummin'. Can't say it any better. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. And now I'm in here with my friend ruskie. In their house but they're not home. If they find out what's been on. They'll kick us out and we'll be gone. No pool and that's not too cool. The songs I sing they don't mean a thing. If you're not there to hear it, but then soon is the time you'll be by my side. It's copesetic if you let it so set it up and keep the down stream down and up stream up. My stoney, my baby, swings w/the groovin'. Funk the groovin' thang whistlin'. As I rip my rhymes. Time and time again struttin'. And in the summertime. So screw it strip down and be generic. Strip down and be a passenger, strip down and be a messenger. In askin' why I'm borI come up blank in the winter. In askin' why I'm born I come up on when I'm on her. My summer his summer it could be one to go down to go down. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Forever together and then I kiss. Swimmin' and hummin' with a body and soul. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Swimmin' and hummin'. And then I kiss. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
4 AM, this hotel room and I think of you
Not in anger, but in danger of calling you My mind’s a long long way from it was then And now the good times just keep drifting back in Breath it on out, the end will come so freely You figure it out, the answer will come so clearly, dear Let it all go cause we cant know just what we’ll be, hard it is to set you free Its so much easier that way My heart sings when I think of you, that is what you do A melody that will settle me, that is just the thought of you My heart sings and its time you knew, yeah My heart sings. I’m not made of stone, I’m only flesh and bone I’m half crazy, and amazed that you are alone Lets sit on the shore, watch the ocean breath (sit and watch the ocean breath) It’s getting dark but we both don’t wanna leave, woah Breathe it on out, the end will come so freely You figure it out, the answer will come so clearly, dear Let it all go cause we can’t know just what we’ll be (how hard it is to set you free) It’s so much easier that way My heart sings when I think of you, that is what you do A melody that will settle me, that is just the thought of you My heart sings and its time you knew, yeah My heart sings. My heart sings. Woah My heart sings, my heart sings when I think of you, yeah You wake up me when I’m lost at sea, bring me back to you, yea We can’t know just what we’ll be, what the future brings but, My heart sings My heart sings My heart sings |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
You take a little bit of me
And a whole lot of you Add it up together and it’s what you’re gonna do You gotta mix it up, quick and it’ll blow up on the spot I gotta tell ya that the place is getting hot, now Mix it up, uh, just mix it up What the sum of all the parts when you add it up Make much more than what you had I’ll tell you what, it’s like that The baddest thing that you’ve ever had, uh I was never too good at math anyway But when you add it up it comes out more, I have to say A lot of people looking for what you and me have found And now it seems no one’s around A little bit of me And a whole lot of you Add it up together and it’s what you’re gonna do You gotta mix it up, quick and it’ll blow up on the spot I gotta tell ya that the place is getting hot, now Mix it up, uh, just mix it up What the sum of all the parts when you add it up Make much more than what you had I’ll tell you what, it’s like that The baddest thing that you’ve ever had, uh We’re just two misfits that no one else gets Everyone else in the place became a silhouette Soon as there was you, it all comes in view On my guitar, I see the sparks When we have those conversations in the dark I was never too good at math anyway But when you add it up it comes out more, I have to say A lot of people looking for what you and me have found But now it seems no one’s around A little bit of me And a whole lot of you Add it up together and its what you’re gonna do You gotta mix it up, quick and it’ll blow up on the spot I gotta tell ya that the place is getting hot, now Mix it up, uh, just mix it up What the sum of all the parts when you add it up Make much more than what you had I’ll tell you what, it’s like that The baddest thing that you’ve ever had, uh We’re just two misfits that no one else gets Everyone else in the place became a silhouette Soon as there was you, it all comes in view On my guitar, I see the sparks When we have those conversations in the dark |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Not I'm not the type to just act like I know
Puttin on an angle putting on a show Speaking on nothing makes you a stunt I'll tell you right here yo I don't front I cross the t's and skip nonlegitimacies Or else please I cannont handle all the negative vibe merchants Is that all you have in you per chance So much angst an pain it's so wack You should take a tip from the one Frank Black Play some pachinko play some parcheesi Cause all the angst shit is just cheesy It's the 311 bliss too smooth for pissed Lyrics talkin loud again Yeah we are the party men Cosmetics that you fretted We sport the high asthetic Here go rap kickin the dazzled crazy mathematic I am what I am mix some old school jams onto tape cuz the Party's in the crates I scan step into the realm What you gonna do Get the party people something funky to listen to Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Bodyrock pop and lock here's an example Boulevard chrome beats always ampin your temple Punks get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun like stolen bikes on the blacktop born to sing a lyric Immaculately concepted No strain in your game if your game is respected Come as you are radio star Drown out the hatred with a rhyme An electric guitar dispatched when rap shattered The glass of radio access May we turn some soul on their rythmless dances You know the time and they'l know the scoop They'l say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap group Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded So just quityourbellyachin' You're saying that your tortured Give me a fuckin break and Maybe take out the source Of your disparing what do I mean Kick the fuckin heroin I speak from experience Because I didn't see clearly once Acting like I dunce In 1989 I was cocaine and Jim Beam But now it's 95 and I'm ginseng Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Are you missing us
Maybe wanting to be kissing us If you must When please don't be dismissing us When we'regone ballin' on the bus Are we immersed in a sea of replicants Hard exteriors and fake gold fronts Losing yourself in the flavor of the mouth Gotta be a better reason to colonize a star Gotta be a better reason man's come so far Is that you in the mama-ocean-people-sea Is that you in this dream I see waving me Closer with one hand While the other shields your eyes as if surprised To see the universe begin Being up on the mindspin Are you still glad that it has been Six years and a seven months This is what you want don't front I'm feelin' it right now In this, the goldhour Part clock and part man Reconcilling my lifespan Keeping things whole We move out of the space where air flows When all of a sudden here we are and here we go The evolutionary mind turns twists backflips In space-time The continuum Real life planetarium It's a natural fact Time is speeding up There isn't much left Heart rate increasing Bustin' through your chest Compressed Is your life in the physical But out of memory comes a vision Which is a miracle Yeah that Normally we just can't see It's not natural or typical Of our same old thing Livin' to fast Unable to grasp the past Or the future When at last we ripple After our big splash Being up on the mindspin Are you still glad that it has been Six years and a seven months This is what you want don't front I'm feelin' it right now In this, the goldhour Part clock and part man Reconcilling my lifespan You remain and refrain From the pain of wasted time The last thing on my mind is Running high fuel supply Reason why We just don't quit Can you get with A melding of two minds What's the worst thing You could find Paper trail That prevails In dernystification People want to believe In mysteries People want to believe In mysteries Is the truth so bad? x4 |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
I'm takin' to the bridge and there's a different country
I'm bringing with me the people I know deep down are funky Oh yeah we dap we got the juice it's on tap Never take the itme to rewind all the weak crap Here take it it's yours the gift is calling The sunshine be falling our way first every morning I'ma magician you see I'm christened with condition Held over from a future would I've come to you so listen There's a place out in deep space Where all the brothers chant and dance and rant And shave their heads like Buddha I'm a fly guy you know I'm smoother Of course no remorese is felt for all those loser crews I do not care what you do, I always screw up But when I do it's nothing like you, I wish you grew up You're saying anything like promist to get clean Won't kick half dead fucked up in the head Just get him out of here he's making me sick We push a sucker out With much force and much clout Didn't want to do it Thats not what were about But we got to have a limit How low can you get it Seems about time to Change the subject And sing about the wise eyed That makes me feel Good and never do I leave misunderstood Damn you know I feel good true I got a choice of what I'm gonna do It's like this that Swingin on my bat Mix a melody with some back chat Tell 'em again Dam I know you feel good too You got a choice of what you're gonna do it's like this that Nippin' on a cat Mix a melody with some back chat I'm rollin' slow no particular place to go so nothings changed The more things stay the same the more it doesn't matter To a latte day St. Bernard acting hard But I throw down like a crazy retard But what cold make a man Wanna walk around the school yard with his tool hard What could make the switch to call a woman a bitch It probably downed when you couldn't get a date to the prom And you were stuck with Beavis Let's leave us on a note of positivity I'm saying this for levity But if I leave it brief I call it brevity I said I see the people rocking Which means there's no stopping the flow And you can just tell 'em that you know Every night yeah we turning up And comin' off live Like and final 311 battle breakin idols On the one you never heard before You know the hardcore rockin Pumping the dance floor Leave ya feet sore lookin for your Micatin Cecause the mic is deadly int he mood we in Certified not fakin coool like a Jamaican Every time the enemy hear us they will be shakin' |
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from 50 First Dates (첫키스만 50번째) [ost] (2004)
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am young again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am fun again How ever far away I will always love you How ever long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am free again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am clean again How ever far away I will always love you How ever long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
I can see it now have to show you how
The funny thing is that we couldn't have it any other way Still it kills me when we say All we've been through All the congs that I've sung for you We both know I'm gonna lose you I hate to be alone There comes a time to reap what you've sewn All we've been through All the songs that I've sung for you We both know I'm gonna lose you Let's think of all the good times Instead of wish we could times So much better that way This is what I ask for This is what I deserve Be careful what you ask for |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
Between this world and the next
I want to locate a bit of you Will I feel it or gaze in emptiness Who'd guess it could be so unfinished A never ending infernal process Yeah where is that bliss The ordinary life I knew that was so exquisite You long for the flowers I get more from the hours spent Minutes that are free of dissent A day without argument You said you long for the flowers That you remember A song sang from the shower How I used to bend words You asked me where did all that go And I have no answer I admit that I'm giving up hope And wondering if it can survive One day will we just begin again One day will we begin again You said you long for the flowers That you remember A song sang from the shower How I used to bend words You asked me where did all that go And I have no answer I admit that I'm giving up hope And wondering if it can survive Don't think I take lightly The wilting we feel I wish for surviving But time, but time It steals like a thief Whoa, don't think I take take lightly The wilting we feel I wish for surviving But time, but time It steals like a thief |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Hey you got to step outside to see what's going on
Hey you can't run and hide when the 'psybin trip is on Not like this have you seen such green A spot like this becomes serene I'm glad your here i have no fear We trip the 'shrooms fantastic And shit gets drastic elbow pull and kick We trip the 'shrooms fantastic 'N sit gets drastic, check it out Right now my brain is fragile But you seem so agile we'll amke it in tea And we'll see what there is to see CHORUS Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Boom boom you got the spinning of the room Quite right you got the breaking of the light Boom boom you got the spinning of the room Quite right you got the breaking of the light Ad the sun and the moon and the spinning of the room It does to my sight what the prism does to light You're quicker than me ridiculous see You come follow me get lobotomy You're quicker than me ridiculous see You come follow me get lobotomy CHORUS Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Fire is my method for destruction
Leaving chard wreckage from my latest eruption Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner Though I'm trippin on legs that stumble but I don't fall down You know I'm singing out things you mumble from a lack of resound Pissed off mist lifts to honesty Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze Give me a little please Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates So are you ready for your lesson blood? Democratic non erratic Socratic method We'll take away the pain We'll pacify the bullshit built up in your brain In times of change or the same old thangs As you maintain or rearrange (Chorus) Can't nobody do it like 311 Fuckin' up competition cuz there really is none Steppin on your game from the first floor up tore up Electricity we store it up Can't nobody do it like 311 Break it down, what it is, dedication Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on Down Throw down fuck the bullshit we're still the sound Wild and lost speed mad A long way from sad Lookin' good like you should you're bad An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit see Like color absolute bodiless indeed Casual kindred spirit past All the obstacles you're dealin' with at last The nasdaq, two puppies, baby needs new shoes Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, the blues The tragic fucking comedy that was last night Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout With whiskey soaked frolic room tobacco mouth Then a sickening trip to what I call the elitist cesspool Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated yes-fools Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies Now come down Martinez with the modern mythology (Chorus) |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
You're a thousand light years running through my brain
Reminding me that no one's sane Not all the time Yes You're a thousand light years running through my brain Reminding me that no one's sane Not all the time Yes i still remember you In a way that you'd want me to I man a man you know see Who will do right for you Never let your regret make you wish we had not met I cannot think that way yeah I drove you crazt i see that plainly You waited on pins for me But needles never ever love What did you think of |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
A day like today is for you
To let your mind unwind like you ought to Feel the earth turn 'round when your heart rate slows Contemplating the thing only your heart knows That life's not a race So hard to believe Part of me will fade In a mystery In a future world Long ago Parts feel for your love And lives to tell you so The world whirls around your mind in a golden spiral The natural way that things organize You can't stop entropy so why even try Observe the conscious flow and don't mystify Life's not a race So hard to believe Part of me will fade In a mystery In a future world Long ago Parts feel for your love And lives to tell you so Uh, hey Slippin' into a trance A chance encounter in the autumn What do I see an opportunity And then, I got' em Sought a chill-out mix to Carve some space To make you want to listen It's a bubblin' spring and Double in kings of This soundsystem So hard to believe Part of me will fade In a mystery In a future world Long ago Parts feel for your love And lives to tell you so Do you see world without end The rising sun my friend Imagine cloud-like You will form again In the spacey boredom In the autumn of late afternoon You are calm Just like a sleepy room |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Well I say
Leaving this Babylon I said I'm leaving this babylon I'm leaving this Babylon I will not be too long now I will not be too long Since my people are starvin' But your money's runnin' I said my people are starvin' But your money's runnin' I see a dollar dollar tucked down real low You ain't got nothin' to show Gun step right to the door Not gonna come back no more Cause the politician lied The mama just did cry, and nothin ever gonna change My father just design My sister just allign I ain't got nothin to think no more Well I say Well I say Not take that goal away Not to dread me today |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Check it check it check it out
got clout and you know that Large in the margin my drama unfolds behind closed doors told on the down-low i believe that I'm so but really, i don't know maybe it's better, but I can't think so maybe its better to fight, one never ever knows believe the rumors that grow like tumors more fun than the truth that we know Trying too hard to reach a higher plane Will fuck you up when you least expect it you think you're moving closer when suddenly you wrecked it but all the same, the pain gains wisdom as if you ain't had enough then you're in some prison of your own creation mental dilation look at what your facin' placin' blame in every direction (what?) but in the end it's your own infection, (di?) There's no way to avoid listening you'll always end up listening here's hoping the voices aren't too unkind here's hoping the voices are benign it's easier when you hear it there's no reason to fear it it's you you You think they'll probably find you well then you're probably right cause they'll come back to remind you, for eternity of when you gave up the fight, yeah somehow they always will find you the voices in the night, every night keep comin' back to remind you, for eternity of when you gave up the fight There's no way to avoid listening you'll always end up listening here's hoping the voices aren't too unkind here's hoping the voices are benign it's easier when you hear it there's no reason to fear it it's you you |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
sometimes the only thing that saves you
think of bad things luck never gave you and although true love has just left you well at least you mother kept you be sure that a dreams alive there only short burst in life are you able to be satsfied do you expect fun all the time hey we can rock it easy and lay it in the fold hey we can shake you simply just by being cold and if it falls apart will you still be my friend get back we're gonna stick together and so many things that have gone wrong at least you have ears to hear this song and if you reading in close caption there's still bad things that could have happened long time since we've first came here and sometimes we fall on deaf ears one thing i've got to say before sales die stay positive and love your life |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Jackpot, uh split shot
I'm in line doing fine This snapper I've got the bounty Blessed with the amount, we Never guess, the best is yet to come Came to rock the fucking block If you don't come new Then you might get dropped I think it's strange The thing's the same, carry on Season's deranged Like the one we call will be gone With the touch of my wand You are my God, you're my guardian I hit the jackpot, I'm the lucky one My fortune endless, never coming undone, uh Moving, I'm a nomad Another girl's voice is the noises rad My treasure is soul, aren't you glad I get psychedelic with a pen and a pad Rooming up in NO it's about that critical Find it difficult to be so analytical I'm filled with hope The rope it won't hang you Sit your ass down and come in rangoon Right about now it's about that time You know I crack the coconut and I twist up the lime I've been on the road like a Seminole warrior Passing up the tales like the one they wrote the story for Woo Everybody jump What are the chances The odds must be enhanced It's a wild card that you threw Of all the places to end up It amazes me After all we've been through Jackpot All the people say woah Jackpot Let me hear you say woah Jackpot Uh, what, woah Give 'em what you got 'til you hit that spot Woah We hit the jackpot The lotto, lucky dot So the path that we tread We pave the bars of gold Now we got it How we bought it Sweating from stage to stage A lot of it And if we won the chance to dance And do it all again We wouldn't change a thing There is no other end The pinnacle we reached We knew it was possible How we got here Overcoming obstacles Right about now it's about that time You know I crack the coconut and I twist up the lime I've been on the road like a Seminole warrior Passing up the tales like the one they wrote the story for Reside West Coast from the Mid West Take what you like and fuck all the rest, man We only enter in one contest That we made up ourselves That's to be the 311'est Woo Everybody jump What are the chances The odds must be enhanced It's a wild card that you threw Of all the places to end up It amazes me After all we've been through What are the chances The odds must be enhanced It's a wild card that you threw Of all the places to end up It amazes me After all we've been through Jackpot All the people say woah Jackpot Let me hear you say woah Jackpot Uh, what, woah Give 'em what you got 'til you hit that spot Woah Woo To the death of dismay Uh Disc jock to the truth |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Well i beat a bad rap when i skip a soul trap
Just trippin' and laughin' at the crap Dap is what i get the best skins that i hit You know we rock the fuckin' joint and we split Singin' an ryhmin's what i'm better for When i describe i'm a scribe with a metaphor I use a simile lightly 'cuz that shits played The common way most ryhmes are made, ya know I rock like this i flow like that But all those comparisons are just that Kickin' different styles i'll be right here Today, tomorrow, next week and next year I always say what i feel and that is a promise Nothing in life is above being honest Sauna is cool compared to being on stage But that's how it's gotta go in the stone age The fame in my game i name rapture Like a polished rock i'll make it shine for sure Word is that i've travelled become unravelled I been around the world baby gimme an apple I'll be your boogie man rather than son-of-sam What i am is what i am Though we don't have too long to love a day a night We only love those who,love us right back The kid is smart the kid is clever Stompin' in jack-o-lantern's weather Backpack strapped 'cuz the world is cold Headphones pumpin' don't ya know The kid is smart the kid is clever Stompin' in jack-o-latern's weather Rocks his hood and playes it mellow While maple leaves change into yellow And oh shit damn honey at it again Tryin' to beat my high score since the age of ten See my high score flash on the back glass I was malcontented doug in gifted class Now heres the deal we came to heal we gonna rock in rio Oh no it's not a joke it's how we feel Put to test like a sugar ray scientist I'm always dancing in my sunday best I'm betting on my bliss and my path is lit' see The microphone is live and i'm rockin' my body Smooth like reggie miller in an airborne freeze frame Funky like the kung-fu that can put you to shame CHORUS I'm like hey wait a minute Give a check on two then i' ready to begin it With a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkies Give a fat shout out to the phunk junkeez Striken like a cancer taken chances But i love to see the girl windin' like the belly dancer Standin' up front with a tight stomach showin Me on stage singin, flowin We just kickin' it live we just kickin' it live 'Cuz if you can't kick it live you gonna die 'Fraid so punk so quit talkin' junk You need a live show like a ball player needs a dunk |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
There will come a time
when I no longer am I will take my last breath and on that day I'll be dying At that time will I feel at ease will I dream and be at peace these are things that no one knows come on help me now Why must I think of this until I find peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind there were times I thought I'd never come around I can tell things are getting ok now What if there is no ending and we turn from where we've been to a place where all we can see is light pouring in Am I really all that far far removed from that ending part or just a little closer to the galaxy's misty heart Why must I think of this until I find peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind there were times I thought I'd never come around I can tell things are getting ok now Why must I think of this until I find peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind there were times I thought I'd never come around I can tell things are getting ok now |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Stay with me
Here with me Right in this instant Not in the distance When your headis Off in future time That’s the place when things get out of line Taking in this moment, Your time is so well spent It’s alright Wherever you are right now, I tell you it’s alright That’s where you’re supposed to be now Stay with me Here with me Right in this instant Not in the distance Standing at a cross roads, I was at a loss, those Temporary moments, pleasures that are stolen Here in the present, Your time is so well spent It’s alright Wherever you are right now I tell you it’s alright That’s where you’re supposed to be now That’s where you’re supposed to be now A song, one song Could end a war, could end a war A song (Round we go), one song (Round we go) Could end a war (Round we go), could end a war (Round we go) It’s alright Wherever you are right now, I tell you It’s alright That’s where you’re supposed to be now It’s alright Wherever you are right now, I tell you It’s alright That’s where you’re supposed to be now. That’s where you’re supposed to be now. |
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from Chef Aid : The South Park Album [ost] (1998)
Well it's a rockin' world, make no mistake about
It's a shockin' world, could be what's so great about It's a rockin' world, there ain't nothing fake about it Whoa whoa, now welcome to this Earth bro Whoa whoa, we're tryin' to find an answer Whoa whoa, we got a surface module and a belly-dancer On a sidewalk surf A boy is tryin' to show a girl what he is worth - whoops! Both arms in plaster, but he's still gonna Go right up and ask her Why is it barbaric is it, biological? Why is it frenetic is it also physiological? It's an epidemic, there's nothing logically Logical, logical, logical It's a rockin' world, make no mistake about It's a shockin' world, could be what's so great about It's a rockin' world, there ain't nothing fake about it Now why do babies cry? I asked the crow today but all he did was fly And he took the cynic way The laws of chaos, left us all in disarray Now take the bumblebee, a lousy rotten' bum Not a shred of money just a lazy buzzin' hum He takes all our honey and for God's sake people have got to pay, that's who... Well we go, back to base Can't make no error in tale of this place But home we're returnin' back to base, ace. Can we be notified when, love comes of age Does a cell divide in the, in the initial phase It's all codified in the DNA stage Well it's a rockin' world, make no mistake about It's a shockin' world, that could be what's so great about A It's a rockin' world, there ain't nothing fake about it. |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
When i shadow box inside my skull
bothered by the senselessness I wish for the messiah, Indian woman, Babylon There is one thing I will say on life we are livin let it flow cuz it won't stop and when the kind consciousness come unto you you will know and it won't stop When i wipe the sleep from my eyes will my fondest dream please come true crush my heart with a hammer make a purer one Babylon Chorus But mean people I say choke on it gagging all the way may you remember the texture for days but you'll get used to the feeling of your pride chugalug it time after time learning your lesson will do you fine |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
I write your name on my arm with India ink
Baby I told you once before it's not what you think I drink it in with a sip But I really want to chug You know I take what I can get Give me a dub, now So good, so good Come on now, I wish you would Anytime I get together Get to feeling like I could I write your name on my arm with India ink Baby I told you once before it's not what you think I drink it in with a sip But I really want to chug You know I take what I can get Give me a dub, now So good, so good Come on now, I wish you would Anytime I get together Get to feeling like I could Woah are you with me Woah are you with me Woah is that the best you can give me Woah are you with me I write your name on my arm with India ink Baby I told you once before it's not what you think I drink it in with a sip But I really want to chug You know I take what I can get Give me a dub, now You're even cuter When you get crossed Just stamp on your foot And try to be the boss I write your name on my arm with India Ink I'm hanging on every word cause the way that you think Yes every misstep well it led me to you I'll do what I got to do to see it through If you see a shooting star Celebrate with a kiss Won't have to wait far When no one will ever miss Woah are you with me Woah are you with me Woah is that the best you can give me Woah are you with me I'd carve my name on my arm But you'd be alarmed That I did it I admit it A big swing and a miss So I'll keep my distance Back in it In a minute Woah are you with me Woah are you with me Woah is that the best you can give me Woah are you with me Woah are you with me (name on my arm with India ink) Woah are you with me (told you once before it's not what you think) Woah is that the best you can give me Woah are you with me (Name on my arm with India ink, baby I told you once before it's) |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Picked up on the wrong scent
Not gonna make a dent How many times are you in my rhymes Burn me once shame on thee But burn me again shame on me I'm chasing and facing the point misplacing When I think of you my mind's racing I'm spacing out when I get to the point of no return I get burned, I told myself I'm through with you The last thing that I'll ever do Let down my guard shouldn't be too hard I know it's over got to elevate, disregard Chorus: I can't believe I fell for it, but did it again I told myself I'm gonna quit, but did it again I can't believe I fell for it, but did it again I told myself I'm gonna quit, but This was supposed to be the last time I told myself, this wouldn't happen again I told myself I wasn't ever going to call you I told myself I wouldn't let you back in But here I am dialing, trying I told myself to get a hold of myself I won't freak out, let you tweak out on ecstacy not next to me Somethin tells me baby girl that you're testin me I told myself to get ahold of myself and I'm tryin, I'm not lyin Don't make me mad, you know I love you bad I want to sniff the glue that holds me to you I told myself to get a hold of myself But don't rush me, can't you trust me The sound I hear whenever you are near I know it's never wrong and it's my favorite song (Chorus) And now it's all turned bad (bad), turned bad (bad), turned bad (bad) Your ploy to make me jealous is obvious and sad (sad) It has the opposite effect (sad) Now you're left with what you had (had), you had (had) The rain comes down as love turns to dust I was joking she took me serious The rain comes down as love turns to dust I was joking she took me serious, yes serious This was the last time that I was ever going to call you I told myself, I wouldn't let you back in But here I am dialing, trying |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
I like the way you keep it from me, woah
I like the way you move in front of me, yeah It’s just enough contact to make me come back So many other girls just make my mind slack and I like the way you give it to me, yeah You’re in front, I’m behind walking down the corridor The way you movin’ yourself it makes me want you more I like the way you keep it from me, yeah Baby, are we ready? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can we rock steady? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Baby, are we ready? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can we rock steady? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I like the way you keep it from me, woah I like the way you move in front of me, yeah It’s just enough contact to make me come back, So many other girls, just make my mind slack and I like the way you give it to me, yeah Tight jeans and the seams snake around your body tight The way they hug, the way they slip, the way they fit you right. I like the way you keep it from me, yeah Baby, are we ready? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can we rock steady? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Baby, are we ready? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Just not enough contact to make my mind slack) Can we rock steady? (So many other girls just make my mind slack) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My rods and cones have a mind of their own They keep on staring at you, I want to get you alone You got that sun dress, mesh dress, thats the best With the flower two-piece, and the so fresh I get a head of these when you’re in the vicinity I can not stop but think about infinity I get through your que with vernacular Spit your mind, its fine, find the time spectacular I asked her if she would come away with me She said ‘Are you crazy?’ I said ‘I must be’ Now you know Now we both know, I guess you’re right, We should just move it slow I was hooked on a feeling You were so right to put on the brakes That’s how I know you’ve got what it takes I like the way you keep it from me, woah I like the way you move in front of me, yeah It’s just enough contact to make me come back, So many other girls, just make my mind slack and I like the way you give it to me, yeah Baby, are we ready? (Just enough contact to make me come back) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can we rock steady? (So many other girls just make my mind slack) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Baby, are we ready? (Just enough contact to make me come back) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can we rock steady? (So many other girls just make my mind slack) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Mother nature supreme step back and dream the hydroponic scene.
Found around knocked out of bounds wound into the mind of my stone cloud. Taste the thinnest of oxygen rising higher a stoner cus I can groove something. Wrecking nothing to prove see that's in my nature. So fresh, the vital bud of the chronic tastes of something thicker. Everything I eat is from the Earth, right. I am what I eat straight up Earth, right. Nothing but a walking sack of Earth nice to meet you how do ya do. Guess what. Ya you're one too. My skin holds me in my brain moves me then boom. I jump straight off the speaker in a form a celebration that we're moving. Freely disconnected I'm truly grateful I'm going back the Earth. I'm not gonna waste life being hateful. Chorus Kingdom coming through ya. Jumpin' out my skin. The skin I'm in. And the hydroponics?on. Did it because we wanna toke up until it's gone an abstract notion. Here to connect me to the ocean. 'Cause I'm water and carboAnd not much else. I felt compunction. Conjunction junction what's your function. I'll be hookin' ups verbs and nouns and phrases and clauses as to the causes. Of misery quizzically I look to my own book hooked on trying to fathom. The solar systems and atom in a larger molecule called a galaxy cool. The milky way is where I stay. Astronomy steppin' stompin' a pow wow I rock the mike and shake up the ground. And I'm a bust out like wild dandelions in fat bloom. I'm shooting through the cosmos because I loom you know I'm higher I'm shining brighter yes yes. Like where water comes together with other water foamin'. Now I'm Homin'. Like a bird soarin' right to the mood. I'm a wildflower busting out I go boom. Chorus. |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
I can't free myself of the suspicion
For your motives on your mission Some people live for the rules, I live for exceptions Can't take part in the deception But I know just how it feels, to wanna blow the world away Just to get to what is real, it won't work cuz Everybody grinds to a halt now and then Everybody's game gets salt then again No matter what the papers say they're normal as they come Bodyguards, ball of wax, they hide behind the gun They get a panic pulse when they are so far from home To me that is the reason to continue to roam Exhilaration mix with the people skunk blazing Checking out the shows that are sadly unamazing Chorus: Hostile Apostle who you following Negative energy that you're swallowing Some coked out mal-content, who's soul is up for rent Victim of lost soul Hostile Apostle Unlimited in time and space and nearest universal Light is what we're reachin for it's not rehearsal Follow this around follow this hustle Makin use of everything movin all your muscle Angry human leads impressionable boy To skulls and piercings and will to destroy All of your heroes speak nothing to me One emotion one tempo and no real feeling In this field we are the presence of the thoughts you're missin Keepin positive's intact from all the people dissin Open your eyes look at who you're kissin If you can't hear it, people just listen (Chorus) Angry human leads impressionable boy To skulls and piercings will to destroy All of your heroes speak nothing to me You don't have to be a prick just to be heavy Changin all the time we changin all the same Change in this life and this eternal frame Warm in the sun refresh in the breeze Glow in the stars blossom in the trees Livin through life in infinite extent Spread undivided operate unspent No high, no low no great and no small Build and bound connect and equal all |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Now I know, fools get their own when they chit chat
Haven't heard yet but you can bet I'm not with that With that talk with the digi walk I stalk a bird you heard absurd word to the Fact I'm a cat nippin sippin on the flask Passin it talking shit but only if your ass In front of me cause you could run from me but In the end revenge send ends to the defendant I can't get get caught in the spiral cause every bit of energy It goes to my survival out my way I'm a flicka flacka blotter ya try to find a weakness But the shit keeps gettin harder Fourth of July with Lucy in Sky I remember pine trees and the coat of many colors I was nineteen I'd do anything Shit like that now scares me but I'd like to do it again It was Independence day I've seen the other side and I say I've been insane And I won't ever be the same Cuz we flow we must be fly First to flow Nickel my brother, so wise And then I rise Here's an ill kid pimpin' cuz he is so slick Step's from darkness his body electric A drone buzzes the air a cracklin' tone Then boomin' like thunder in a cosmic jungle Deathe defyin; like Knievel he weeble Words that will wobble awkward and evil Cuz he flow and rock the hardest of the crowds A marvel pow how you like me now I've returned the kiss of death the last Damien From the abyss fresh eternal alien Now famished from pathless way I ma, do damage To the wack MC's I know you can't stand this Right about now get down I'm the annihilator Rockin with the rhythm of my rhyme detonator |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Now I know, fools get their own when they chit chat
Haven't heard yet but you can bet I'm not with that With that talk with the digi walk I stalk a bird you heard absurd word to the Fact I'm a cat nippin sippin on the flask Passin it talking shit but only if your ass In front of me cause you could run from me but In the end revenge send ends to the defendant I can't get get caught in the spiral cause every bit of energy It goes to my survival out my way I'm a flicka flacka blotter ya try to find a weakness But the shit keeps gettin harder Fourth of July with Lucy in Sky I remember pine trees and the coat of many colors I was nineteen I'd do anything Shit like that now scares me but I'd like to do it again It was Independence day I've seen the other side and I say I've been insane And I won't ever be the same Cuz we flow we must be fly First to flow Nickel my brother, so wise And then I rise Here's an ill kid pimpin' cuz he is so slick Step's from darkness his body electric A drone buzzes the air a cracklin' tone Then boomin' like thunder in a cosmic jungle Deathe defyin; like Knievel he weeble Words that will wobble awkward and evil Cuz he flow and rock the hardest of the crowds A marvel pow how you like me now I've returned the kiss of death the last Damien From the abyss fresh eternal alien Now famished from pathless way I ma, do damage To the wack MC's I know you can't stand this Right about now get down I'm the annihilator Rockin with the rhythm of my rhyme detonator |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Coming like a nightmare word like I'm gonna go for it
Fuckin' around what ya got to show for it? Let it be know that I'm in the zone And whatever I need I just pick up the phone 'Cuz I'm true with it and you're new with it I just swing the thing and then I'm through with it I don't need friends to act like foes 'Cuz I'm Nick Hexum the one who knows About things... 'Cuz it takes two and we swings better than you Then it's time for the dub so we roll out the club And you know just what I do I'm hitting in the freak mode Puttin' on a load sippin' on a guinny Then lo and behold una vision from bottom to top And I just can't stop 311 show them the air is rarified But you don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied Grew up punk, listen to funk I'm a hyper type of fella that does not touch junk You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack That's waht you get when you're steady talkin' shit Not goin' for self that shit is on the shelf It's 95 and we go for the hive Listen up this you're gonna bump to this And if I'm feelin' mean I'm gonna clutch my fist Now when I say mean, I mean I'm gonna rock it You're gonna find out kid I'm bout to shock it When I'm on I'm gone I hear the beat that spawns The way we freak it and we kick up a storm The day we turn to pop the show will stop So feel the beat and get lost now Back to part 2 the hard way we play Sublime on time to all the fans I'm SA And if you don't know I say check the show Do what you got to on the dance flor> Some say the style is wack but I say fuck that Get the hell back and watch us rock the set We cast the mold bust it cold explode Megatrendsetters known around the globe Friends takin' you where you never been We done what we wanted craftin' poems You can rock there is a glow around you Lose control holmes just like we do Hard to obtain brotha' what's my name Mad to find unlike ya mamma and your masquerade I drive a mach-1 no dashboard Jesus I hear voices say that's Doug Martinez You're all up in my mix like fuckin' betty crocker You think you're playing me but actually you're a jocker You bad mouth me bitch man you givin me juice It aint nothin' but a party everybody get loose Notice what I don't do when stress steps to me Whatever your complaint so sue me I say fuck the naysayers and keep goin Gotta do what I gotta do to get the people glowin' So let everybody gather the more the better I represent the traveler him he's a shredder At ease with yourself and don't try to please me I'm just here today then quickly I'm out On the town one light I'm a glow worm For several hours wiggle jiggle like I'm a huge sperm Can't appreciate a brothers love of funky music You think I'm a silly rabbit 'cuz my style has tricks Of the way I feel now I just got to rock The music be poppin through me like electric shocks I think and blink and I wink but that shits not tiny 'Cuz in a blink of an eyelash you will not find me You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack That's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit Not goin' for self that shit is on the shelf 'Cuz it's 95 and we go for the hive |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
You've changed your tune many times, since we met
But I always recognize you, you are part of me I feel you whether in Jamaica or in the angel city You're such a gift to me, ooh Hey you I gotta tell you my long time friend I think of all those years you saw me through tears and the good times that we spend Hey you, you're my constant companion You always let me explain just what I am sayin' and we've just begun I've got one wish for this music to be an uplift And I need an uplift to deal And there are few songs all the people can sing along And one song, come along and sing it for real, ooh Hey you I gotta tell you my long time friend I think of all those years you saw me through tears and the good times that we spend Hey you, you're my constant companion You always let me explain just what I am sayin' and we've just begun As I wander around Town to town Lost and found When so many others come and go Your sweetness pulls me through Hey you I gotta tell you my long time friend I think of all those years you saw me through tears and the good times that we spend Hey you, you're my constant companion You always let me explain just what I am sayin' and we've just begun Hey you, You never turned your back on me When I gave up on myself Hey you, You never turned your back on me When I gave up on myself Hey you, What would the world be like Without you around Music, You're my constant companion |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Here comes the thunder down under
We're natural wonders Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger Suprises people of all shapes and sizes Dig on the decade and realize it's all funkay No matter this rude boy still got that swagger My ears have heard all these crews but we're badder Interracial, special, positive beings I am i be a cool awakening It's gettin hectic the metrics the body electric Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses This is the city we've reached we've come to Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves All the lights are red all the poets dead A familiar nightmare appears in my head Times are changin' myself i'm rearrangin' Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve blazin' Born to act out, born to act out Paranoid with a gat Born to act out, born to act out Think you know where it's at Born to act out, born to act out But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, born to act out Guns are for pussies I'm not from philly but some say i'm blunt That's just the way i am and i'm not going to front And yes i took a trip to find out about the ways of big City seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty Pretty older women in skirts conversation frisky Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whiskey Sad classic music on the jukebox of doom Hollywood blvd. barfly frolic room Tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage Some just having fun opening steam valvage I was one becoming the other hellbent to discover Had to pull up the reigns or else smother Take it brother all the way and then you're scared Don't want to be unprepared You're getting paranoid And then guns are shared You guys think that you're hard But you're in fear of being harmed I fear no man and i'm unarmed Born to act out, born to act out Paranoid with a gat Born to act out, born to act out Think you know where it's at Born to act out, born to act out But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, born to act out Guns are for pussies |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
I flip when I kick it trippin it
So I can check shit not in a daily style But once in every while so I can File check file check the files of my brain Many of meaning manage to come from the insane And the butcher the baker the fabulous drama maker A cracker on a truck goin' breaker breaker Listen to everyone then disregard it The maningful shit comes back back to where it started In your cranium surrounded by pot like a geranuim A capital 2 burns in my mind give me some peace I looked at her I looked at him and neither one did know Where the wild thoughts grow check it out I look for absolutes and there absolutely none The truth is what you shoot for not one Nothing brings it all together the journeys never done I'd sing you Stormy Weather but it's been sung so Let's have some fun Three Eleven hass grass roots Challenge comes and goes and there will be another I say bring it on The roots that grow underground are as big as the tree That you see if not it will fall down We waste so many moments standing on convention The only survey is when our heart pays no attention Move with persistence cover much distance Knowing no perdition that's my game for instance Three Eleven true to no tradition And the Three Eleven crew not dow with convention But a hundred different people already told what we about So I make not attempt to try and suss the stupid out I'd turned into a roughneck that was not my intention It doesn't even really matter unless I fail to mention that Peace to all crews that want some peace First the Mid then the West then we slide through the East A piece to any crew that want a peice But peace to all crews that want peace Check it out |
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from 311 - Uplifter (2009)
Hand over hand
I crawled back to land There is no retreat That option’s far and away I have to be brave I always did crave The golden sunlight It’s been about me But I’m setting that free For golden sunlight There’s a door open to walk through All I want is, just beyond What if I could let my guard down Into freedom, on and on Somehow it came out What I can’t talk about Someone to help me As free as I wanna be I cannot erase But you helped me face The songs and the flowers At last, perception Of my self-deception And then the songs and the flowers There’s a door open to walk through All I want is, just beyond What if I could let my guard down Into freedom, on and on What if I could just let my guard down What if I could live wide open What if I could just let my guard down And go beyond into the great unknown Sweetheart I’ve been bothered A golden sunlit path I’ve been after Grass hills, wildflowers Chaparral trails for our daughter I want to be her father I want to hear her laughter Under meteor showers Our dogs will howl at the midnight hour There’s a door open to walk through All I want is, just beyond What if I could let my guard down Into freedom, on and on What if I could just let my guard down What if I could live wide open What if I could just let my guard down And go beyond into the great unknown |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
Ooh you draw such pictures in my head Ooh with so few words I know what you said Until the time comes To carry the one Make that dream real And be sure it stays done So let that thought Bloom in your mind A vision that's caught Never left behind You should just give me a call You should just give me a call I think about you much more than I should Now there's a structure nothing had once stood No more bluffing it's cards on the table time What it must be we will take it as a sign So just give me a call So just give me a call Sunset and my love left me winter and I'm so far In darkness will it lead me where the meanings are I miss and think of you often no flowers I forgot them the weather's the same nothing happens no love's a hard lesson patience and years will refashion what hours will undo and circles not yet quite circles somehow close true I keep on hearing the things that you said I keep on feeling you go straight to my head No more bluffing it's cards on the table time What it must be we will take it as a sign So just give me a call So just give me a call I call you up but you won't talk to me No space for words there's just no room I drift away but you pull me in I'm the ocean youre the moon Ooh how do I know if it's just me Sometimes I think that it must be You gotta know you can trust me I think about you much more than I should Now there's a structure nothing had once stood No more bluffing it's cards on the table time What it must be we will take it as a sign So just give me a call So just give m |
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from 311 - Don't Tread On Me (2005)
There was an earthquake
In her dreams so she thinks her Foundation is crumbling away Fault lines in her words Hoping to show a soul disturbed that Has shaped her to what she is today Getting through to her (x4) Sometimes when I call She tells me things that were not her fault And her surface will start to break Breakdown a hurting sound I want to tell her that it's ok now But I'm not too sure just what to say Getting through to her (x4) All she wants is some breathing room If not tomorrow surely one day soon All she wants is some breathing room If not tomorrow surely one day soon Excuse me did she say She wished she went away And not return to the shame Brought to her those days We'll take man's dirty deeds And suck them out by cosmic means Into the sun hurl them Where they'll be happy burning But life is not tv Life is not tv Life is not tv She's on wounded knee And well crazy horse that's me Her hard parts I'm cradling I feel refreshed when I watch her sleep Sometimes that's all I need It's all about the company we keep Getting through to her (x4) All she wants is some breathing room If not tomorrow surely one day soon All she wants is some breathing room If not tomorrow surely one day soon If not tomorrow surely one day soon |
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