Robbin' The 'Hood
Robbin' The 'Hood Lyrics
Pool Shark
Lying in my plasic bed, thinkin' how things were so cool to me. My baby likes to shoot pool. I like lying
naked in my bedroom. Tying on the dinosaur, tonight it used to be so cool. Now I've got the needle, and I
can't bleed, but I can't breathe. Take it away and I want more and more. One day I'm gonna lose the war.
Lying in my plasic bed, thinkin' how things were so cool to me. My baby likes to shoot pool. I like lying
naked in my bedroom. Tying on the dinosaur, tonight, it used to be so cool. Now I've got the needle, and I
can't shake, but I can't breathe. Take it away and but I want more and more. One day I'm gonna lose the
war.
Steppin' Razor
If you wanna live, treat me good. If you wanna live, treat me good. I'm like a Steppin' Razor to watch my
sides, I'm dangerous, so dangerous. I'm like a Steppin' Razor to watch my sides, I'm dangerous, so
dangerous.If you are a bully, treat me good. If you are a bully, a bully, baby treat me good. I'm like a Steppin' Razor to watch my sides, I'm dangerous, so dangerous. I'm like a Steppin' Razor to watch my sides, I'm
dangerous, so dangerous. If you wanna live...
Greatest-Hits
Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live. Hard to live, yes, it's hard to live and it will be a long time
before shit starts to give, and every single day it's getting harder to give, but God would be up for being
down with a ho. Lord knows that I got mic control. Do you got mic control? You notice your style is well
original.This man, makin money, how I know. It wont be no man of me. In my bed I watch T.V. I'm drunk by noon,
but that's O.K. I'll be president someday. Light my cigarette and I think that Bert Susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that sh*t. Come on Greatest... Hits. Got my Greatest... Hits.
Is this band, makin money? I don't know. The writing on the wall. All my friends drink alcohol. I'm too
drunk to light the bong. I'm too stoned to write this song. Light my cigarette and I think that Bert Susanka
made me drink. Load the box and then pump that sh*t.
Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live. Hard to live, yes, it's hard to live and it will be a long time
before sh*t starts to give, and every single day it's getting harder to give, but God would be up for being
down with a ho. Lord knows that I got mic control. Do you got mic control? You notice your style is well
original.This man, makin money, how I know. It wont be no man of me. In my bed I watch T.V. I'm drunk by noon,
but that's O.K. I'll be president someday. Light my cigarette and I think that Bert Susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that sh*t. Still sing his Greatest Hits, Still sing his Greatest Hits, Still sing his
Greatest... Hits.
Saw Red
(Gwen) Every day I love him a little bit more,a litle bit more, a little bit more.Every day I love him just a little bit more,and he loves me the same. (Brad) Every day I love her a little bit more,a little bit more, a little bit more, Every day I love her just a little bit more,and she loves me the same. (both) Baby if ya wanna get on, baby if ya wanna get off.It makes no sence at all, I saw red. I saw red. I saw red.One more secret lover that I shot dead. (Brad) Every day I wake up, just a little bit more, feelin' like a dog in the yard because it's just how we are. (Gwen) And every day I wonder if it's over, when I wake up I realize no it isn't, and break down the wall.(Brad) You say it's black but I just can't believe you.(Gwen) And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to decieve you. (Brad) And baby, I'm aware of the high and the low,and I'll be waithing in the middle, but I just lack control. (both) Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high.It makes no sence at all, I saw red. I saw red. One more secret lover that I shot dead. (Brad) Girls don't go crazy, girls don't go crazy, oh girls don't crazy when themen use you. (Gwen) Women hold your men tight, if it makes you feel
alright,It's your own life.
Cisco Kid
That's Chapter 1,
Would you like to have Chapter 2?
You better you son of a bitch, I know the way.
Here's adventure, here's romance,
here's the famous Robin Hood of the old west.
Cisco, the sheriff, he's getting closer!
This way Poncho, vominos. The Cisco Kid.
Way, way, way, we way back in the days the year, 1980.
had to get a job, had to make some money-ney
picked up a pen and a pad, dropped reality never thinking that I would live to see the day I'd rock my own CD
We used to do the dance we called obie-obie
Now S.T.P. 1993, so Hollywood get out my way
My mom's words seems like yesterday
"Love Jesus, don't forget to pray"
She most have gone with the boss D.J. Right?
(Don't be too sure of that fat one. Fat one?)
and feelin though, skinny coming with the 9mm
'cuz he who has the money has the authority,
and respect to the man with the oz
(I'm pritty handy with a six gun myself)
the 808 kick is on my hitlist
and this beat's cooking like an ite pout
It wasn't hard for me to do, it so easy
because to me loops loops tight go naturally
Mom's words seem like yesterday.
What's your name? Cisco Kid.
Si, Poncho's name is, Poncho.
now in '94 we got an S.T.P.
a half pack of smokes, and oh yes, and Beam
A fifteen pack of Old Millwalkee
A Dalmation and a girlfriend,
but I ain't got no money-ne-ne-ne
The 808 is within my reach,
sublime beats are comin' straight from Long Beach.
If you think that hollywood
didn't get what he deserved,
call 808 kit to get served
(Scarface)
How am I gonna get a scar like that eating pussy, man?
There's always some hombre that can't resist swapin' lead, just to see if their faster with the six gun than Cisco is.
They'll only find out Cisco is fastet.
Well that don't stop 'em from tryin' Poncho, like Slade here, he fancys himself as fast on the draw as a quarter-horse takin'
after a stray.
What's the matter? Can't the Cisco Kid talk for himself? Is that how you got your reputation Cisco, By havin' your partner
build you up?
I make no claim to a reputation senor, and no one has to talk for me.
The Cisco Kid, heh,. the kid part fits you from the way you act.
I've meet with your kind before. You a foolish hombre if you think he will not fight you.
Your making big talk for an hombre who will not fight.
You are wrong Slade, I'll fight you any place, any time. If there is a good reason.
Well here's a fist full of reasons!
Now you two quit that.
Just as soon as I finish off this Cisco Kid.
You are the one that is finished you faggot.
Is that a good punch?
Alright you two, that's enough, let him alone Cisco.
I won't forget this Cisco, I'll take this up with you another time.
Any time hombre, I'd be glad to accomidate you.
I'll make it soon Cisco.
Shit up cash, keep your mouth shut.
Thats what I mean, Cisco, you attract trouble like a fiddler attracts a square dance, you understand why I don't want you
staying in this town?
Do not worry sheriff
STP
All that I need
look at all the love we found, oh
I won't run and pull no one jack move
they love her for the Kingston sound, oh
Flava flav and I-C-E
once said somethin' that made me
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground
but I just can't leave the pad
cause I'll surely wind up dead
'cuz I know they're out there waitin'
and watchin' for me
still I got my yellow cap
and my wooden baseball bat
and my shiny silver gat
and if my homie got my back
then I've got all that I need
look at all the love we've found, oh
I won't run and pull no one jack move
they love her for the Kingston sound
oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
I wont slip and I won't trip
send Matt Vargas to regrip
while I'm wrenchin' on my ride
in that secret pad where we hide
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do
like relax and design a brand new tattoo
Play with my crossword puzzle book
I'm even learnin' how to cook (you know what)
Have you seen little whore, baby
someone said that she stole my freddie
and if she made of with my last clean rig
I'm gonna kill that funky ditch pig
so what?
outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad
cuz I know you're talkin bout me
made it,
hard to live,
cuz i,
I want no money dick I don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town
I guess.
Take it nice and easy,
don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me
cuz all that I need
look at all the love we've found, oh
I wont run and pull the one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound, oh
Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet
only for a night with no repeat
baby you wanna leave, and never go
but a taste of honey is worse than none at all
BOSS D.J.
There's a steel train comin' through I would take it if I could and I would not lie to you because Sunday
mornin' soon will come
When things will be much easier to say
Upon the microphone like a boss DJ
But I won't walk up upon the sea like it was dry land
Boss DJ ain't nothin' but a man
No trouble, no fuss, I know why..
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice, it's so nice don't wanna hear the same song twice
Rumors are spreading all over my town but it's just stones and sticks, Upon the microphone is where I go
to get my fix
Just let the lovin' take a hold cuz it will if you let it
I'm funky not a junkie but I know where to get it
No trouble no fuss I know why
It's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice
It's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice
oooee girl
oooee girl
oooee girl
ooee girl and there really ain't no time to waste
really ain't no time to hate
ain't got no time to waste, time to hate
really ain't no time to make the time go away
So mister DJ don't stop the music, I wanna know, are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock it wih you-ou girl,
you-ou girl, you-ou girl, oooooo
mmmmmhmmmhhmmm
don't stop
'cuz it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice, it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice
nowadays all the songs on the radio, they all, all drive me crazy
Freeway Time in LA County Jail
On the freeway in the county, the sun don't shine
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a bati man
Outside my cell, deputies creep
and in this cell, all I do is sleep
and I dream that I'm free
and I'm back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea
all the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
they hold me and they promise me things
and when the tides high I cry like a little baby
don't give me no right kinda love
no Sunday mornin'
don't want no puppy lovin'
hungry babe, the new stylee
hungry babe, the new stylee
and a ...
a angry dog is a hungry dog
and a...
a hungry dog is angry dog
I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with you
I gotta contact on, gotta contact my... baby girl
But I would, never could get up
Why does it hafta be so damn tough?
With my Yetis and the Sa's
yes they're steady on the floor
I'll be damned if the man with the shake in his hand
will make me feel, I feel a bati man
And I know, that I'm there
Some-day, I...
back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea
all the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
hold me baby, promise me
with no protection of my erection I won't get no VD
don't give me no right kinda love
no Sunday mornin'
I don't want no puppy lovin'
hungry babe are the new stylee
and angry dogs are hungry doggies
a naked man is a naked man
and a..
a wicked dog is a hungry dog
I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with you
Mary
Maybe one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long
I don't know if I can go up inside of you tonite
Oh Mary baby, please don't fuss and fight
You've heard the line before
Mary, baby, please don't think I'm a whore
If you come home with me
Turn off the lights lock up the door and start gettin' busy
I don't know if I can go so far up inside you tonite
Mary, baby, I could do it right
When we got to her pad
Mary, baby, started callin' me her dad
As she gave me head
We could not find the damn bed
Fifteen years old plus one
Hotter than a microwave oven
Mary, baby, daddy is comin' home
All songs written by Sublime except "Steppin Razor" by Joe Higgs and "Falling Idols" by Ross Fletcher and William Pangborn III.