Sublime
Garden Grove
we took this trip to garden grove it smelt like lou-dog inside the van this
aint no funky reggae party $5 at the door gets so real sometimes who wrote
my rhymes i got the microwave got the vcr i got the deuce deuce in the trunk
of my car if you only knew all the love that i found its hard to keep my soul
on the ground your a fool don't fuck around with my dog all that i can see i
steal as i fill up my garage but in my mind music from jamica all the love
that i found pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound it's you it's
that shit stuck under my shoe it's that smell inside the van it's my bedsheet
covered with sand sittin through a shitty band getting hassled by the man
waking up to an alarm stickin needles in your arm picking up trash on the
freeway feeling depressed everyday leaving without making a sound pickin my
dog up at the pound livin in a tweaker pad gettin yelled at by my dad sayin
i'm happy when i'm not findin roaches in the pot all these things i do they're
waiting for you
What I Got
early in the mornin risin to the streets light me up that cigarette as i
strap shoes on my feet got to find a reason a reason things went wrong got to
find a reason why the money's all gone but i got a dalmation and i can still
get high i can play the guitar like a muthafuckin riot life is to short so
love the one you got cuz 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 bullet
proof vest take a small example a tip from me take all of your money give it
up to charity lovin's what i got it's within my reach cuz the sublime style's
still straight from long beach it all comes back to you you're gonna get what
you deserve try and test that you're bound to get served love's what i got
don't start a riot you feel it when the dance get's hot 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 back to the rock fuckin
fightin it's all the same livin with louie dog's the only way to stay sane
let the lovin come back to me
Wrong Way
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 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 runnin down to her chin and it ruins up her
make-up i never wanted a cigarette pressed between her lips while i'm starin
at her tits it's the wrong way strong if i can but i am only a man so i take
her to the can it's the wrong way the only family that she's ever had was her
7 horny brothers and a drunk ass dad he needed money so he put her on the
streets everything was goin 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 talked all
night and tried to make it right believe me shit was tight it's the wrong way
so runaway if you don't wanna stay cuz i ain't here to make ya it's up to you
what you really wanna do spend some time in america dub style 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 don't matter if i like it or not cuz she only wants it the wrong way
Same In The End
down in mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky they give it up but
they never ask why daddy was a rollin rollin stone he rolled away one day and
he never came home it aint hard to understand this aint hitler's master plan
what it takes to be a man in my mind and in my brain i roll it over like a
steamin freight train it ain't hard to ascertain you only see what you want
to believe when you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
that don't mean i can't hang but the day that i die will be the day that i
shut my mouth and put down my guitar sunday morning hold church down at the
bar get down on my knees and start to pray pray my itchy rash will go away
back up ya'll it aint me kentucky fried chicken is all i see its a hellafied
way to start your day if i make you cry all night me and daddy gonna have a
fist figth it aint personal it aint me i only hear what you told me to be i'm
a backwards ass hillbilly i'm dick butkiss you know i lie i get me an i'm a
thief in the dark ragin machine i'm a triple recttified ass son of a bitch
rec-tite on my ass and it makes me itch i can see for miles and miles and
miles my broken heart makes me smile in my mind in my brain i go back and
go completely insane it aint personal it aint me if i make you cry i might be
your daddy at the end of the night take a load from my big gun you only see
what you want to believe when you creep from the back you got tricks up my
sleeve 24/7 the devil's best frined makes no difference it's all the same in
the end
April 29, 1992 (Miami)
april 29th 1992 there was a riot on the streets tell me where were you while
you were sittin home watchin some t.v. i was participating in some anarchy
first spot we hit it was my liquor store i finally got all the alcohol i can't
afford with red light's flashin time to retire then we turned that liquor
store into a structure fire next stop we hit it was the music shop it only
took one brick to make that window drop finally we got our own p.a. where do
you think i got this guitar that you're hearin today when we returned to the
pad to unload everything it dawned on me that i need new home furninshings so
once again we filled the van until it was full since that day my livin room's
been much more comfortable cause everybody on the hood has had it up to here
it's gettin harder and harder each and ever year some kids went in a store
with their mother i saw here when she came out she was gettin some pampers
they said it was for the black man they said it was for the mexican but not
for the white man but if you look at the streets it wasn't about rodney king
it's bout this fucked up situation and the fuckin police it's about comin up
and stayin on top or screamin 187 on a muthafuckin cop it's not written on
the papers but it's written on the wall national guard smoke from all around
Santeria
i don't practice santeria i aint got no crystal ball i had a million dollars
but i'd spend it all if i could find that heina and that sancho that she's
found i'd pop a cap in sancho and i'd smack her down all i really wanna know
all i really wanna say i can't define it's love i need but my soul will have
to wait till i get back and 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 got to live it out
i swear that i really wanna know all i really wanna say is i got mine and
i'll make it yes i'm comin 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 wont think twice to
put that barrel straight down sancho's throat believe me when i say that i
got somthing for his punk ass what i really wanna say is there's just one
way back and i'll make it but my soul will have to wait
Seed
janie always said i was a mess sorry bout that mess i made her bleed i'm planting
my seed still i knew she could take it if i opened up the rhythm i knew it could
make it i hope her parents love her so feelin all the acid on the brain still i
got that frame i made her bleed yeah she want that lovin you see well if you live
you wanna give or get old and if you never knew that we get old you live it up
you get old believe me when i say it's the same shit everday but i got to know my
place and if you don't it smacks you in your face i know i know her parents love
her so billeyed back in 1983 what did you do for me i made her bleed i'm planting
my seed i knew we could make it i only knew that the bitch would break it i hope
her parents love her so my god look at me if my holy creed you never know that
was what you need oh my god honestly believe it or not its a disease
Jailhouse
jailhouse gets empty rudy gets plenty baton stick gets shorter rudy gets taller
can't fight against the youth cause were strong them are rude rude people can't
fight against the resistance
Pawnshop
down there at the pawn shop it's a nifty place to shop what has been sold is not
strictly made of stone please remember it's flesh and bone
Paddle Out
i never knew that when i grew up i would be in a band and travel all the best spots
in the land i'm not here to brag or boast i'm here to tell you bout the spots that
i love the most natural bridges on a clean west swell breaks over the reef like a
bat out of hell stockton ave gets hollow and mean and on a big day it works like a
machine outside stockton gets hot like a glove swift st john st into mitchell's
cove big steamer lane makes you wish you were a trout when it's mackin so hard only
two dudes paddle out a huge summertime south hometown in a surfside bowl is where i
can be found or up and down the coast checkin the spots that i love the most
The Ballad of Johhny Butt
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome
Burritos
i don't wanna go and party i don't wanna shoot the pier i don't wanna take the doggie
for a walk i don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer i don't wanna do a bong
load and go and wrench on the car i don't wanna hose the dog shit down cause i ain't
even gonna get out of bed keep on skankin ronnie skank the night away but the time has
come for us all to pay i don't wanna watch no porno i don't wanna play guitar i don't
wanna spank the monkey i don't wanna go down to the corner bar i ain't even got to
listen to all the stupid shit you got to say i don't wanna do a god damn thing i ain't
gonna make my bed today i don't wanna eat burritos or read about o.j. i ain't gonna get
a head rush cause i ain't gettin out of bed today
Under My Voodoo
it's under my voodoo
Get Ready
some folks say smoking herb is a crime if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime insufferable informa crazy fools wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules and in the evening when we try to jam we like the music loud in this here band we let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand somebody always gotta turn informa for the man i want to know right now is there one of you in the crowd are you gonna call 911 and spoil all of my fun you crazy fool i'm in the mood get ready come on now load up the bong crank up the song let the informa call 911 and when security police force want to arrive don't try to run don't try to hide just pull out the .9 pop in the clip and let one slip into these crazy fools
Caress Me Down
mucho gusto me llamo Bradley i'm hornier than Ron Jeremy and if u wanna get popped in your knee just wipe that look of your bati face you hate me cause i got what you need a pretty little daughter that we call mixie and if you wanna get beat physically it will be over in a minute so she told me to come over and i took that trip and then she pulled out my mushroom tip and when it came out it went drip drip drip i didn't know she had that G.I. Joe kung fu grip and it went uhhhh and the girl caressed me down uhhh and that's the lovin sound uhhh and the girl caressed me down and 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 vivi con mi hijita que se llama mixie y su hermana si me quiere y ahorita tenemos un bebe sus padres sus padres me trataron matar but they did not get too far un poco despues tuve que regresar con un chingo de dinero cause u know i'm a star yo fui Costa Rica para tomar y supear practicaba con la raza cause they know who we are si no le dio la cuentra then i bet you never will you must be a muneca if your still standin still me gusta me reggae me gusta punk rock pero la cosa que me gusta mas es panochinta en el agua en el aire if you know who you are con el agua en el aire empieza a grita no tenga miedo i'm your papi take your chones y los manden a mi levanta levanta tienes que gritar levanta levanta tienes que bailar
Doin Time
summertime and the livin's easy Bradley's on the microphone with the ras m.g. all the people in the dance will agree that we are well qualified to represent the lbc G me and louie run to the party dance to the rhythm it gets harder me and my girl got this relationship i love her so bad but she treats me like shit on lockdown like a penitentiary she spreads her lovin all over and then there's none left for me (chorus) oh take this veil from off my eyes a burning sun will one day rise so what am i gonna be doin for a wife i guess i'll have to play it myself show them how we come off the shelf (chorus)evil i've come to tell u that she's evil most definitely evil ornery scandalous and evil most definitely the tension is getting hotter i'd like to hold her...head underwater
bAcK
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