Robbin The Hood
Waiting For Bud
NO LYRICS
Steady B Loop Dub
Music from jamaica all the love that i found pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound
Raleigh Soliloquy pt. I
We've got you in this fuckin move to exterminate all the lunitics all at once with a filetering
system of God we're the psyco-semantic police you can't even see us how in the fuck can you do
anything about it we're pure intelligence you not your biological product of a comological
universe your molecular matter i constructed you fuck you i made you up you didn't make me up
you got it backwards you know who you are your fuckin semantic blockage that's what made you up
you're a fuckin programmer named christine gontara you fucked up she sucked my cock fell in love
and she was locked in if she turns me down she's gonna go straight to hell she won't pass go
she'll never fuckin win she's the cunt that thought she was God but that's ok I don't give a shit
as long as she sucks me off when i tell her cause she's my zombie i captured that muther fucker
and she's my cassette i want that cock sucker to send me at least fifty thousand fuckin dollars
if she can't do it i'll try ten if she can't do that i'll try five but that's it if you got dowry
of five thousand dollars come out here and suck me off do what i tell you from now on then you can
join me for eternal time
Pool Shark(orig.)
lying in my plastic bed thinking how things weren't so cool to me my baby likes to shoot pool i like
lying naked in my bedroom tying off that dinosaur tonight it used to be so cool now i got that needle
i can bleed but i can't breathe take it away but i want more and more one day i'm gonna loose the war
Steppin Razor
if you wanna live treat me good if you wanna live i beg ya treat me good i'm like a steppin razor don't
ya watch my sides i'm dangerous so dangerous i'm like a steppin razor don't ya watch my sides i'm
dangerous so dangerous if you are a bully treat me good if you are a bully a bully i beg you treat me
good i'm like a steppin razor don't ya watck my sides i'm dangerous so dangerous i'm like a steppin
razor don't ya watch my sides i'm dangerous so dangerous
Greatest Hits
wake up in the mornin and it's hard to live hard to live yes it's hard to live and it will be a long
time before that shit starts to give and every single day it's getting harder to live but i would be
up for being down with a hoe lord knows that i got mic control do you got mic control ya no dis this
stylee when ours is original this man makin money how i know won't be no man of me in my bed i watch
TV i'm drunk by noon but that's OK i'll be president some day light my cigarette and i think bert
senzanka made me drink load the box and i'll pump that shit got my greatest hits got my greatest hits
it this band making money i don't know it's the writing on the wall all my friends drink alcohol i'm
too drunk to light the bong i'm too stoned to write this song light my cigarette and i think bert
senzanka made me drink load the box and i'll pump that shit
Free Loop Dub
YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS SONG HAS NO LYRICS
Q-Ball
and i'm through gonna fuck with you then i say what the fuck with you and i'm out for the nine-deuce
niggas comin with this is nine-tre still bad ass lynchin muthafuckin Q-Ball and my nigga Brad with
the funky reggae style check it out bad ass comin once again i'ma shock ya don't try to step cuz i'm
the rocka listen i'm the nigga bad ass on the cut don't try to step i'll shoot your ass i'll go nuts
steppin is his strength Q-Ball got somethin to say he's up next white chowder don't play i come too
dope i'm kickin the cash because i clash i gash the buck-shots hit your ass when you duck nigga rains
be supreme
Saw Red
(Gwen) Every day i love him just a little bit more a little 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 just a little bit more
a little bit more a little bit more everyday i lover her just a little bit more and she loves me the same
baby if ya wanna get on baby if you wanna get off it makes no sense at all i saw red i saw red i saw red
one more secret lover that i shot dead (Brad) everyday i wake up just a little bit more feelin like a dog
in the yard because it's just how we are (Gwen) and ever day i wonder if it's over when i wake up i realize
no it isn't and break down the war (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 deceive you (Brad) and baby i'm aware of the high and the low and i'll
be waiting in the middle but i just lack control baby if ya wanna get low baby if you wanna get high it
makes no sense 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 go crazy when the men use you (Gwen) women hold your men tight if it
makes you feel alright it's your own life.
Work That We Do
Well we realized so long long ago and i bet you that we've seen it all the lies won't get you i've got
fourteen miles to go I've got rythm comin since i've got the sto but i won't wanna come arounf our love so
why if you are rich i'm gonna ?????? young darlin I'ma find you and when i find you i'm gonna get your lovin
arms today so we fight to get we fight to get our weary arms to bed real love's something that i still hope
peopls make their own places to go and now in '94 were gonna lie some more in 1994 were going to die some more
is it ever going to be the last show it's going to be the last drive boss to proud to make the cars that we
drive the women don't mind i've got ample time they don't wonder why that they do that's work that we do a work
that we do is work that we do
Lincoln Highway Dub
I got a hundred and ninety-six different kind of oil cans the electric toasters there isn't a thing in her that
wasn't one time or another used on the Lincoln Highway
Pool Shark (acoustic)
Lying in my plastic bed thinking how thinking how things weren't so cool to me my baby likes to shoot pool i like
lying naked in my bedroom tying off that dinosaur tonight it used to be so cool now i got that needle i can bleed
but i can't breathe take it away but i want more and more one day i'm gonna lose the war
Cisco Kid
(Raleigh) That's chapter 1 would you like to hear chapter 2 You better you son of a bitch i know the way (Movie)
here's adventure here's romance here's the famous Robbin Hood of the old west Cisco the sheriff he's getting closer
make way Poncho vominos The Cisco Kid (Brad) way way way back in the days the year 1983 had to get a job had to make
some mon-ne-ne picked up a pen and a pad droppes reality never thinking that i would live to see the day i rocked my
own CD we used to do the dance we called wobie-wobie now S.T.P. 1993 so Hollywood get out my way my mom's words seem
like yesterday "love jesus don't forget to pray" she must have gone with the boss D.J. right (don't be too sure of
that fat one. fat one?) next thing you know skinny coming with the 9mm. cuz he who has the money has the authority
and respect to the man with the oz (i'm pretty handy with a six gun myself) the 808 kit is on my hitlist and this beat's
cooking like a ?????? it wasn't hard to do it so easy because to me loops come naturally mom's words seem like yesterday
(what's your name? Cisco Kid Si. Poncho's name is, Poncho) and now in '94 we got S.T.P. a half pack of smokes and oh yes
aunt bea a fifteen pack of old milwalkee a dalmation and a girlfriend but i ain't got no mon-ne-ne-ne the 808 is within
my reach sublime beats are comin straight to rock you if you think he didn't get what he deserved call 808 kit to get
served (movie) there's always some hombre that resist swappin lead just to see if their faster with six gun than Cisco is
they'll only find out Cisco is faster well that don't stop em from trying Poncho like Slade here he fancys himself as fast
on the draw as a quart-hose takin after a stay what's the matter? can't the cisco kid talk for himself? is that how you
got your reputation Cisco by havin your partner build you up i make no claim to a reputation senior and no one has to talk
for me the cisco kid hehe the kid part fits you from the way you act i've met with your kind before you a foolish hombre if
you think he will not fight you your making big talk for an hombre you will not fight you are wrong Slade i'll fight you
any place and 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 you faggot is that a good punch? alright you two that's enough let him
alone Cisco I won'te forget this Cisco i'll take this up with you another time and time hombre i'd be glad to accomodate
you i'll make it soon Cisco
Raleigh Soliloquy Pt.II
Raleigh: You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.
You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because
you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all
the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case. Supreme Court, you are not
the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
repeat mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.
Security Guard: Raleigh.
Raleigh: Yes.
Guard: This is the deal.
Raleigh: Yes, what is the deal?
Guard: You either cool it down right now...
Raleigh: Or your gonna fuckin die!
Guard: ...your outta here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this little kid? Eh?
Guard: Your gonna go to the psyche ward.
Raleigh: Well good, that's where I wanna go.
Guard: Yea, your gonna be right there. So you better cool it down. You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of this room or you are gonna go to the psyche ward. This is your last opportunity.
Raleigh: Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
Guard: Shut your fuckin' mouth.
Raleigh: all right .
Guard: And don't make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you'r going to the psyche ward.
Raleigh: Well, thats exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyke ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here. Your cutting into my commercial.
Guard: You understand?
Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star asshole, your just a fuckin' errand boy.
Guard: Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh.
Raleigh: Good, Shut Up!
[background laughter]
Guard: Anymore out of you and your going to the psyche ward.
Raleigh: See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em! That's what I gonna do.
Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.
Raleigh: Well you've come in against...this is my room.
Guard: I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions do.
Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!
Guard: Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off.
Guard: Come on. Come on! Raleigh: I ain't comin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you cool it or your out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Raleigh: Try it.
Guard: Your gone dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna enforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the cops.
Guard: You got witnesses right now?
Raleigh: No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops on you, you cocksucker, right now.
Guard: Good.
Raleigh: 911 - Just like that, and you will never get out of this. Guard: Good. Come on.
Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him to
get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the psycho-tank, for
making my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And he's
trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of
shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall. I hope you
record all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department! And
send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now get
'em over here as fast as you can please. I hope your recording this.
STP
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.
Flava-Flave and I-C-E
once said something that made me
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground.
But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead,
'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat
and my shiny silver gat and if my homey my back then I got
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.
I won't slip, and I won't trip. Send Matt Vargas to regrip.
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide,
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do,
like relax and design a brand new tattoo.
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.
Have you seen that little whore betty?
Someone said she stole my [?]
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig.
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your talkin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy.
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move,
they love her for the kingston sound.
Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet,
only for one night with no repeat.
Baby you wanna leave and never go,
but the taste of honey is worse than none at all.
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 morning soon will come
when things would be much easier to say
upon the microphone like a boss DJ
when I would work upon the sea like it was dry land.
The boss DJ ain't nothin' but a man.
No trouble no fuss, .. I know why.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
When I spendin' all of my time, but it's just stones and sticks.
'Cause on the microphone is where I go to get my fix.
Just let the lovin' take ahold, 'cause it will if you let it.
I'm funky, not a junky, but I know where to get it.
(Chorus)
Oo-we girl, oo-we girl
There really ain't no time to waist, really ain't no time to hate.
Ain't got no time to waist, time to hate.
Really ain't time to make the time go away.
So mister DJ, don't the music, I wanna know,
Are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock with you girl, oo-girl.
Don't stop.
I Don't Care Too Much For Reggae Dub
See, I chose this profession, so therefore, I earn beer.
(Laughter)
Pretty much.
Got matches?
And I'm not lyin' one fuckin' bit, either.
Are you guys musicians?
We're magicians.
What kind of music y'all play?
The kind that..I dunno.
Ask and so you shall receive.
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
Why not?
Oh well...
I don't like it, that's why.
We play rock, blues. Oh, actually, we play, uh, you know bon jovi?
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Oh.
I like a little of this kind of music.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I like jazz, blues.
Oh, jazz is great.
I'm not too into rap.
I really don't like that rap.
Rap? Rap.
I like oldies.
Some rock, some hard rock.
I even like a little mexican music.
Don't understand the shit they're sayin'.
Don't understand nuthin', but I like it.
Now, the indian music.
Now that's somethin' to trip off of!
Acid.
Because every song is like...
You'd better be trippin' pretty hard.
Uh-huh.
I'll bet you trip hard.
Acid.
Oh, he's got it goin' on.
Don't you go near ya hand...
Yeah.
Everyday.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everyday I say, oh please don't lie.
We gotta leave. I swear.
You should get a real one, man, what's your fuckin problem?
Ah-hah.
I never said I thought you were stupid either.
He ain't got nuthin' on there.
Can one of y'all spare 20 cents.
I don't even have 20 cents.
I don't even have...uh..
If I had 20 cents a dollar like you...
I'd spend the last one...
This guy's got 20 cents, I'd bet you.
My wallet's inside.
Yeah, right, c'mon. Yeah, c'mon, you got money.
Yeah, you got cash.
Yeah, we know you got money, man.
Actually, I think I have a buck.
Give her the fuckin' quarter!
We checked you out, we know you...
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
C'mon down.
One more time.
C'mon down. C'mon down.
Yeah.
Go down and see your baby now.
No.
We love you, yeah.
When I heard the verdict the first time, I was sitting there.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Can't go in there.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't..
I immediately gave him all my money.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't.
I got another friend, he got the shit beat out of him for no reason.
You can stay here.
Hey man.
On that one.
You got a good samaritan here.
The mother-fuckers knocked on the door and arrested him for being drunk
in public.
What's goin' on?
I'm gonna break down the...
He's really, in a mental hospital, and that thing really doesn't work.
You should get a real one, man, what's you fuckin' problem.
Laaa...got a night down...
Yah.
Who's this guy?
2x That's Opie.
Opie.
Opie is our master.
Who's this guy?
That's Opie.
Yah.
Who's this guy?
2x That's Opie.
5x Opie.
2x That's Opie.
5x Opie.
And Opie is our master.
I am the master.
He's so smart, he's the smartest guy we know.
He created this.
Knock me out.
Master of the mother-fucker.
Wait, I have one.
Try that.
He usually doesn't speak.
Like, every 2 weeks.
He speaks in tongues.
Oh, in tounges.
He only speaks every 2 weeks.
(incoherent rambling)
Hey, y'all meet Raleigh?
This is like, speaking in tounges...
Whoo!
Falling Idols
NO FUCKIN LYRICS
All You Need
Headed out for Austin, now were half way down the road.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Steady staring out the window.
It fells good, it fells nice, it feels like you need it.
And back out on the road is where we like to be seated.
We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style. We got half-pint style, we
got a b-boy style.
We got to put that shit together in a creative style. We put that shit
together in a creative style.
Outside on the pavement I won't feel afraid,
there's a little piece of paper saying how we walked that May.
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
No one's got fingers, I got no one to blame.
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
Society's got to me.
That's all you need!
Headed out to Houston, now where halfway out the door.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Staring out the window.
It fells good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it.
I know how females like to be treated.
A license for me and the stars up above,
And on the interstate I fell love, love, love.
And If I never realize then that's how it has to be,
And all DJs out there got to give me money.
Back out on the freeway, I won't fell sane.
Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain.
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
Blown out speakers, I got no one to blame.
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
Society's got to me.
That's all you need! Yea
I can ???, but I won't see,
Because no one can tell you, you've got to be afraid.
We got to go back on the highway, live behind the wheel.
I want it real!
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.
And outside my cell deputies creep
And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream,
that I'm free.
And I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
They hold me and they promise me things,
And when the tides high I cry like a little baby.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving.
Hold me babe, a new stylee.
Hungry babe, a new stylee.
And a angry dog is a hungry dog.
And a hungry dog is a angry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!
I'm alive gotta contact home. Gotta contact my baby girl.
But I wood never could get up. Why does it have to be so damn tough?
With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor.
I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And I know, that I'm there someday.
I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
Hold babe promise me.
With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving. Gwarn.
Hold me babe, got a new stylee.
And a angry dog's a hungry dog.
He's a naked man is a naked man.
And a wicked dog is a hungry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!
Mary
Baby one breath away.
I'll find the words to say.
I'll sit and light the bong.
I'll hold my hit in real long.
I don't know if I can go up inside of you tonight.
Oh Mary baby please don't fuss and fight.
You've heard the line before.
Mary baby please don't think I'm a bore.
If you come home to me turn off the lights, and lock up the doors, and start getting busy.
I don't know if I can go so far up inside you tonight.
Oh Mary baby I could do it right.
When we got to the pad,
Mary baby started calling me her dad.
Yes, she gave me head.
We could not find a damn bed!
Fifteen years old plus one, hotter than a microwave oven.
Oh Mary baby, daddy is coming home.
bAcK
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