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 | What I Got |  |
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Early in the morning
risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette
and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason
a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation
and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother f*cking riot
Life is (too short)
so love the one you got
Cause you might get runover
or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
take a tip from me
Take all of your money
give it all to charity
Love is what I got
It's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you
you'll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that
you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You'll feel it when the dance gets hot
Love is What I got(4x)
(That's) why I don't cry
when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
F*ckin' and fightin'
it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's
the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
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| Wrong Way | |
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Annie's 12 years old
in two more she'll be a whore
Nobody ever told her it's the wrong way
Don't be afraid
with the quickness you'll get laid
For your family get paid
It's the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give
I'm gonna make it hard to live
(Big) salty tears running down to her chin
And it ruins up her make-up
I never wanted
A cigarette pressed between her lips
But I'm staring at her t*ts
It's the wrong way
Strong if I can
but I am only a man
So I take her to the can
It's the wrong way
The only family that she's ever had
Is her seven horny brothers
and a drunk-*ss dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
Everything was going fine until the day
she met me
Happy are you sad
wanna shoot your dad
I'll do anything I can
It's the wrong way
We talk all night
try to make it right
Believe me sh*t was tight
It was the wrong way
So run away if you wanna stay
Cause I ain't here to make ya, oh no
It's up to you what you really wanna do
Spend some time in America
Dub style
She'll give you all that she got to give
But I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears rollin' down to her chin
And it smears up her make-up
I never wanted
So we ran away
And I'm sorry when I say
that straight to this very day
It was the wrong way
She took a hike
it don't matter if I like it or not
Because she only wants
the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give
But she still wouldn't take it, oh no
Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve
But it still ruins her make-up
I never wanted
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| Garden Grove | |
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We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelt like Lou-dog in the van
This ain't no reggae party $5 at the door
Get so real sometimes, who wrote my rhymes
I got the microwave got the vcr I got the duece duece
in the trunk of my car
If you only knew that all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool don't you f*ck around with my dog
All I can see I steal as I fill up my garage
But my mind music from jamaica
All the love that I found, pull over there's a reason
why my soul is unsound
It's you it's that sh*t stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a sh*tty band
Getting dog sh*t on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway
Feeling depressed every day
Leaving without making a sound
Pickin up my dog at the pound
Livin in a tweeker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
They're waiting for you
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| Santaría | |
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I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I
I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina
and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho
and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to wait
till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break,
feel the break,
feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I
what I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up
Tell sanchito that if he
knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel
straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something
for his punk-*ss
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait
wait...
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| Same In The End | |
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Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
they give it up, they give it up and they give it up but, they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin', rollin' stone
Ohhhhhhhhh!
He rolled away one day and he never came home
Ha-haa!
It ain't hard to understand
this ain't Hitler's master plan
What it takes to be a man
Uwwww!
In my mind, in my brain
I'm rollin' home like a steamin' freight train
it ain't hard to ascertain
You only see what you want to believe
when you light up in the back
with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die
will be the day I shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on my knees and start to pray
Ohhhhhhhh!
Pray my itchy rash will go away
A' Back up ya'll
it ain't me
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all I see
Its a hellified way to start your day
If I make you cry all night
me and daddy gonna have a fist fight.
It ain't personal
it ain't me
I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backwards *ss hillbilly.
I'm a Dick Butkiss
You know I lie
I get me
I'm a thief in the dark
I'm a ragin' machine
I'm a triple rectified *ss son of a b*tch
rec-tie on my *ss
and it makes me itch
And I can see for miles and miles and miles
Ohhhhhhhh!
My broken heart makes me smile
In my mind in my brain
I go back and go completely insane
It ain't personal
it ain't me
If I make you cry all night
be your daddy by the end of the night
Take a load from my big gun
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back
you got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 the devil's best friend
makes no difference
it's all same in the end
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| Caress Me Down | |
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Mucho gusto me llamo bradley i'm hornier than ron jeremy
And if you wanna get popped in your knee
Just wipe that look off your bati face
You hate me cause i got what you need
A pretty little daughter that we call mixie
If you wanna get beat physically
It will be over in a minute
So she told me to come over and i took that trip
And then she took out my mushroom tip
And when it came out it went drip drip drip
I didn't even kow she had the g.i. joe kung fu grip
And it went uuh and the girl caress me down
Uhh that's the lovin' sound
When i kiss mixie it makes me feel horny
Cause i'm the type of lover with the sensitivity
When she kiss my neck and tickle my fancy
She give me the right kind of love on sunday morning
En el otro lado es
Donde viví con mijita que se llama Mixie
Y su hermana si me quiere
Y ahorita tenemos un bebé
Sus padres sus padres me trataron matar
But they did not get too far
Un poco después tuve que regresar
Con un chingo de dinero cuz you know I'm a star
Yo fui a Costa Rica para ¿comar?
Estuve a practicaba con la raza cuz they know who we are
¿Sí no le dió cuenta? and I bet you never will
You must be a muñeca if you're still standing still
(chorus)
Me gusta mi reggae
Me gusta punk rock
Pero la cosa que me gusta más es panochinta (sp?)
En el agua en el aire if you know who you are
Con el agua en el aire empieza a gritar
No tenga miedo, ¿año pabli?
Take your ¿chones? y los manden a mí
Levanta levanta tienes que gritar
Levanta levanta tienes que bailar
(chorus)
And the girls carressed me down
And that's the lovin'sound
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| | 40oz TO FREEDOM | |
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| Smoke To Joints | |
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I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joint at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel alright
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
And then I smoke two more
Daddy he once told me,
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
And momma she once told me,
"Son, you do the best you can"
Then one day I meet a man,
He came to me and said,
"Hard work good and hard work fine,
but first take care of head"
Whoa rock me to the night
Ja say
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| Date Rape | |
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Let me tell you about a girl I know
had a drink about a hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself
in a bar in downtown Hell
She heard a noise and she looked through the door
And saw a man she'd never seen before
Light skin, light blue eyes
a double-chin and a plastic smile
Well, her heart raced as he walked through the door
And took an empty seat next to her at the bar
"My brand new car is parked right outside
How'd ya like to go for a ride?"
And she said."Wait a minute I have to think."
He said."That's fine
May I please buy you a drink"
One drink turned into 3 or 4
and they left and got into his car
and drove someplace real far
Now babe the time has come
How'd ya like to have a little fun?
And she said
"If we could only please be on our way
I will not run."
That's when things got out of control
She didn't want to, he had his way
She said."Let's Go"
He said."No Way!"
Come on babe it's your lucky day
Shut your mouth, were gonna do it my way
Come on baby don't be afraid
if it wasn't for date rape I'd never get laid
He finished up and he started the car
He turned around and drove back to the bar
He said."Now baby don't be sad
in my opinion you weren't half-bad."
She picked up a rock.,threw it at the car
hit him in the head, now he's got a big scar
Come on party people won't you listen to me
Date Rape Styley
The next day she went to her drawer
look up her local attorney at law
went to the phone and filed the police report
and then she took the guy's *ss to court
Well, the day he stood in front of the judge he screamed
"She lies that little slut!"
The judge knew that he was full of sh*t and he gave him 25 yrs
And now his hearted is filled with tears
That night in jail it was getting late
He was butt-raped by a large inmate and he screamed
But the guards paid no attention to his cries
That's when things got out of control
The moral of the date rape story
it does not pay drunk and horny
But that's the way it had to be
They locked him up and threw away the key
Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind
even though he now takes it in the behind
DATE RAPE
She didn't want to TAKE IT!
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| | SECOND HAND SMOKE | |
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| Doin' Time | |
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Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that
we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it
gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like shhh
All locked down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin all over
and when she gets home
there's none left for me
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party
and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
So take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
And what am I gunna be doin for a wife
I said I'm gunna play with myself
Show them now we've come off the shelf
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie we're gunna run to the party
and dance till the rhythm it
gets
harder
Evil
Evil
Tension
Tension
Hold her
Water
Evil come to tell you that she's evil
most definitely
Evil, horny scandalous and evil
most definitely
The tension is growing hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to
represent
the LBC
Me and Louie everybody run to the party
and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
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| Badfish | |
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When you grab a hold of me
Tell me that I'll never be set free
I'm a parasite
creep and crawl I step into the night
Two pints of boose
Tell me are you a badfish too?
Are you a badfish too?
Ain't got no money to spend
I know the night will never end
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Baby your a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck diving fails
I swim but wish I nevered learned
The water's too polluted with germs
I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
Grab the reef underneath my bed
Ain't got no quarrels with god Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Ain't got no quarrels with God Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
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SUBLIME
