SUBLIME - SUBLIME (1996)
We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelt like Lou dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky raggae party: five dollars at the door
It gets so real sometime, who wrote my rhyme?
I've got the microwave, got the vcr, I got the deuce-duece
In the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only new all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool, don't fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal I fill up my garage
'Cause in my mind music from Jamaica all the love that I found
Pull over there's a reason why my souls unsound
It's you, it's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hand
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 with out makin' a sound
Picking my dog up at the pound
Living in a tweaker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
Oh oh oh all these things I do
There waiting for you
Ma-ma-ma-Martinez ma-ma-Martinez
Ma-ma-ma-Martinez ma-ma-Martinez
Ma-ma-ma-Martinez Martin-nez Martin-nez
Ma-ma-ma-ma-Martinez Martin-inez Martin-inez
Ma-ma-ma-Martinez ma-ma-ma-Martinez
Martinez Martinez Martinez woman Martinez
Ma-ma..yeah
Early in the mornin' risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet de de de de
Got to find the reason, reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin' riot
Well, life is too short so love the one you got
'Cause you might get run over or ya might get shot
Never start no static I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with my bulletproof vest
Take a small example take a ti-ti-tip from me
Take all of your money and give it to charity-ty-ty-ty
Love's what I got it's with in my reach
And the Sublime style still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you your bound to get what you deserve
Try and test that, your bound to get served
Love's what I got don't start a riot you feel it when the dance gets hot
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got and remember that
Lovin' is what I got I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got I got I got I got
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
Fuck it fight it it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dogs' the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got and remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I got, I got, I got
Turn off that broth.., so that's .., see but..no
We're done man
Annie's twelve 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 and I'm gonna make it hard to live
Soggy tears runnin' down to her chin and it ruins up her make-up and never wanted
A cigarette rests between her lips, but I'm staring 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 is her seven horny brothers and a drunk-ass dad
He needed money so he put her on the steet, everything was going fine until the day she met me
Ya happy are ya sad wanna shoot your dad, I'll do anything I can, it's the wrong way
Talk all night try to make it right, believe me shit was tight it was the wrong way
Don't run away if ya wanna stay, 'cuz I ain't here to make ya..whoa no
It's up to you what you really wanna do, spend some time in America ha dub style
She'll give you all that she got to give, but I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big soggy tears rollin' down to her chin and it smears up her make up and 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 don't matter if you like it or not, because she only wants the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give, she still wouldn't take it..whoa no
Her two brown eyes are leaky like a sive and it still ruins up her make up and never want give
Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up but they give it up but they give it up but they never ask why
Daddy was a rolling rollin' stone oh, whoa
He rolled away one day and he never came home, ha ha ha
It ain't hard to understand this ain't Hitlers master plan
What it takes to be a man, ooh in my mind in my brain
I'm rollin' over like a steamin' freight train, it ain't hard to astertain
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
The day that I die will be the day I shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning all tripped down at the bar
Get down on your knees and start to pray, oh whoa
Pray my itchy rash will go away, yow
Now back up y'all it aint me, Kentucky fried chicken is all I see
It's a hellified way to start your day
If I make you cry all night, me and daddy gonna have a fist fight
It aint personal it ain't 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 mean I'm a thief in the dark
I'm a ragin' machine, I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch
Rec-tite on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles, oh whoa
My broken heart makes me smile
In my mind in my brain, I go back I go completly insain
It ain't personal, it ain't me
If I make you cry all night, I 'll be you 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 I've got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 devil best friend
Makes no difference, it's all same in the end
(po-po)I-I don't know if you can, but can you get an owner for 'ons'?
That's, o-n-s Junior Market. The address is 1934 East Aniheim.
All the windows are busted out and it's like a free-for-all, and, ah
the owner should meet and come down here and see if he can secure his
business, if he wants too...
April 26, 1992
There was a riot on the streets tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your T.V.
Well, I was participatin' in some anarchy
The first spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashing time to retire
And then we turned that liqour store in to a structure fire
The 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 your hearin' today?
(five-o)call fire at Delzer Super Spot on Waldow station on Alameda East Anaheim
It's ah, flamin' up good...(dispatch)...10-4 Alameda East Anaheim.
Homicides, never doin' no time
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my living room's been much more comfortable
'Cuz everybody in the 'hood's had it up to here
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year
Some kids went in the store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some pampers, ah ah ah
They said it was for the black man, they said it was for the Mexican
And not for the white man but if you look on the streets
It wasn't about Rodney King in this fucked up situation and these fucked up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And screemin' 187 on a muther fuckin' cop
It's not in the papers, it's on the wall
National Guard smoke from all around
(dispatch) units-units be advised there's a 211 to arrest
now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple
30 subjects with bats trying to get into this baby's house,
I think their trying to kill 'em..
Let it burn wanna let it burn wanna let it burn wanna wanna let it burn
Don't kill it save it
Riots on the streets on Miami, whoa riots on the streets of Chicago
Ooh on the streets of Long Beach, ooh and San Francisco
Riots on the streets of Kansas City, ooh Tuscamusa Alabama
Clevland Ohio, Mountain Berry, Bear Mountain, Vista Beuro, Eugene Oregon
Eureka California, Aspiria, Santa Barbra, Reno, Mount vida Nevada, Phoenix
Arizona, Sandiego,
LakeLand Florida, Fuckin' 29 palms...let it burn
(one time) any units, this is 2074 a structure fire
numerous subjects looting..1015 get rid of this looter...10-4..
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 hina and that sancho that she's found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know, I ready mmhmm
What I really wanna say I can't define
Well it's love that I need oh, whoa
My soul will have to wait 'til I get back
Find a hina 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 up, oh yeah, huh well, I swear that I
What I really wanna know, I'm ready
What I really wanna say I can't define
That love make it go go, my soul will have to
Ooh what I really wanna say, I'm petty
What I really wanna say is I've got mine and I'll make it well, yes I'm comin' up
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He'd best go run and hide, daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat
Believe me when I say that I got somthing for his punk ass
What I really wanna know, I'm ready oooh
What I really wanna say is there's just one
Way back and I'll make it yeah, well, my soul will have to wait
Janie always said I was a mess
I'm sorry about that mess, I made her bleed buddey bye bye bye
I planted my seed
Still I knew she could take it if I opened up her beaver
Then I knew he could make it, but I hope her parents love her
So Philly, O.E., acid on that brain if I got that frame
I made her bleed, yeah she wanted to love and to see
Well, if you live you wanna give and get old
And if you never knew that we get old
You live it up, you live it up you get old
Believe, believe me when I say that every people that's a scent in every day
Well if you got another place and if he catches, smack you in your face
But, well I know her parents love her and I hope her parents love her
I hope her parents love her so
Billy packed in 1983, what did you do for me?
Well, I made her bleed well I loved and I planted my seed
Babe I knew we could make it but I only knew that the bitch would break it, yeah
I hope her parents love her so, I've got to love that man
If he had to go I know I barley left in my hole to bleed
You never knew punishment that's what you need
Oh my god possibly believe it or not, it's a disease
I hope her parents love her well, I hope her parents love her so
Go and I won't feed the love through you
And I feel the love, feel the love, love
Jailhouse gets empty
Rudy gets plenty
The baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller
Can't fight against the youth 'cuz we're strong
Thema rude rude people
Can't fight against the youth 'cuz we're strong
And the rude rude people long, baby get now
When I was a youth in 1983 was the best day of my life
Happy '89 vision we didn't fuss or no fight
When all the when all the little violence wanna be my
Oh oh like the vision it was playin' on my guitar on my guitar
I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there
When the rythme playin', I know that I'm gonna be there yeah
Oh but god will be singing there and every person will be banging out there, yeah
Ohh and we'll be all singing with version, with version, raggae version, version ohh
Ohhhh whoa ooooh what has been told to the wise and uprooted, yeah
It's gonna be revealed onto bass and Sublime the to the to untaimed
Can't fight against the youth, right now thema rude rude people
Can't fight against the resistance, whoa right now them are rude, rude people
We come unglued, this band, among children we come unglued, this band
'Cuz when that rythme, it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there
Oh when I was a youth it was the best day it was the best day of my life
Happy '89 vision, we didn't fuss or no fight when all the little lock-ups
Wanna be my wife when that rythm, it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there
I had to be there, yeah mmhmmm mmm ohhh oh oh oh oh ahhhhh
Jailhouse gets empty
And Rudy gets plenty
Baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller taller
Can't fight against the youth 'cuz we're strong
Thema rude, rude people
Can't fight against the youth
Down there at the pawn shop it's only way to shop
Down there at the pawn shop if it's not in stone
Down there at the pawn shop at no end, no way to shop
Down there at the pawn shop what has been told
Albino made of stone just remember that it's flesh and bone
So, why I'm down here at the pawn shop, down here at the pawn shop
Down here at the pawn shop, down here at the pawn shop
What has been sold, not strickly made of stone
Just remember that it's flesh and bone
And I have heard, like dike-a-bird yeah
But just remember that it's flesh and bone
So why I'm down here at the pawn shop, down here at the pawn shop
Down here at the pawn shop, it's a nifty way to shop
Down here at the pawn shop it's another sold
Down here at the pawn shop what has been sold
Not strictly made of stone just remember that it's flesh and bone
What has been sold not strictly sold please remember that it's flesh and bone
Down here at the pawn shop, down here at the pawn shop
Down here at the pawn shop, down here at the pawn shop-yop-yop
I never thought that when I grew up I would be in a band
And travel all the best spots in the land, yeah
I'm not here to brag or boast
I'm here to tell you about the spots I love the most
Natural bridges on a clean west swell
Breaks over the reef like a bat outta hell
Stockton Avenue gets hollow and mean
And on a big day its works like a machine
Outside Stockton it gets hot like a glove
Swiss street, Clon street and the Mitchell's clove
Big steamer went fishin' wish you were a trout
Brass Mountain gets so hollow when two dudes paddle out
A huge summer time south swell hits me under my hotel
Now the surf's up boys a rock can be found
Up and down the coast checking out the spots that I love the most
Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong will to survive
He'd just keep pushin' on even though he was barley alive
So shoot it up, shoot it up, it just don't matter
Johnny says he wants to go do says he wants to kill a cop
We've got a brand new dance, it's called we've got ta over come
We've got a brand new dance, it's called we've got ta over come
So Johnny just keep pushin', 'cuz the the streets are yours
There'll come a day when all that shit won't matter
So shoot it up, shoot it up, just don't matter
When your resisted anyway
We've got a brand new dance, it's called we've got ta over come
we've got a brand new dance, it's called we've got ta over come
So Johnny kept on pushin' the streets are yours
And there'll come a day when all the, that shit won't matter
So shoot it up, shoot it up, it just don't matter
Resist it anyway
We've got a brand new dance, it's called we've got ta over come
We've got a brand new dance, it's called we've got ta over come
I don't wanna go and party
I don't wanna shoot the pier
I don't wanna take the doggie for walk
I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer
I don't wanna do a bong load, go and wrench a car
I don't wanna hose the dog shit down
'Cuz I ain't even gonna get outta bed
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' outta bed today
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' outta bed today
Keep on skankin', Ronnie skank the night away
'Cuz the time is commin' for us all to pay, hey
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
And I ain't even got to listen to all the stupid shit you gotta say
I don't wanna do a goddamn thing
I don't wanna wanna leave my bed today
I don't want, I don't wanna leave my bed today
I don't want, I don't wanna leave my bed today, hey hey hey hey hey hey
Keep on skankin', Ronnie skank the night away
'Cuz the time is comming for us all to pay hey, huh
I don't wanna eat burritos or read about O.J.
No I don't wanna get a head rush, 'cuz I ain't even gettin' outta bed today
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' outta bed today
I ain't gettin', I ain't gettin' outta bed today
I ain't gotta leave my bed today, no no no no no no
Noway noway noway noway noway
Keep on skankin' Ronnie, skank the night away
'Cuz the time is commin' for us all to pay hey hey hey
Huh alright, c'mon
Some folks say that smokin' herb is a crime
If they catch ya smokin' their bound to drop the dime
Insufferable, informa crazy fools
Wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
And in the evenin' when we try to jam
We like our 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, know right now is there one of you in the crowd?
Are ya gonna call 911 and spoil all my fun?
You crazy fools
Reme..re..mem.remem..remem..re..mem..remem remember never never never go
call me sha-la-la-la love
I'm in the mood get ready I'm in the mood
C'mon now yeah I'm in the mood are you ready?
I'm in the mood c'mon now, yeah c'mon
Load up the bong, crank up this song, let the informa call 911
Load up the bong, crank up this song, let the informa call 911
And when security police force wanna 'rive
Don't try ta run, don't try ta hide, just pull out the .9
Pop in the clip and let one slip into these crazy fools
Reme..re..mem.remem..remem..re..mem..remem remember never never never go
Call me sha-la-la-la love
I'm in the mood get ready I'm in the mood
C'mon now yeah, I'm in the mood are you ready?
I'm in the mood c'mon now, yeah
And in the evenin' when we try to jam
We like the music loud in this here band
Oh I wanna know now, I wanna know know right now
Are ya willin' are ya willin' and able?
Oh oh whoa forgot them crazy fools
Hereda boy boy bittity biboy I said you don't wanna go there
Some folks say that smokin' herb is a crime
If they catch ya smokin' their bound to drop the dime
Insufferable, informa crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
but I'm in the mood, get ready I'm in the mood
C'mon now yeah, I'm in the mood are you ready?
I'm in the mood c'mon now yeah, I'm in the mood, get ready
I'm in the mood, c'mon now
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
And if you wanna get beat physically
It will be over in a minute if ya
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 the G.I. Joe, kung fu grip
And it went uuh and the girl caress me down
Uuh and that's that lovin' sound
And it went uuh and the girl caress me down
Uuh that's that 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 me fancy
She give me the right kind of love on a Sunday morning
(Learn Spanish)
Early in the mornin' risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet
Got to find the reason, reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin' riot
Well, life is too short so love the one you got
'Cause you might get run over or ya might get shot
Never had to battle with my bulletproof vest
Never start no static I just get it off my chest
Take a small example take a ti-ti-tip from me
Take all of your money and give it to charity-ty-ty-ty
Love's what I got it's with in my reach
And the Sublime style still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you your bound to get what you deserve
Try and test that, your bound to get served
Love's what I got don't start a riot you feel it when the dance gets hot
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got and remember that
Lovin' is what I got I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got I got I got I got
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
Fuck it fight it it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dogs' the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got and remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I got, I got, I got
Summertime and the livin' easy bradley's on the microphone, w/ras m.g
All the people in the dance will agree
That we are well qualified to represent the lbc g
And me and louie we go run to the party, dance to the rhytm, it gets harder
Me and my girl got this relationship
I love her so bad, but she treats me like
On lock down like a penintentiary
She spreads her lovin' all over and when she gets home
There's none left for me
Summertime and the livin' easy bradley's on the microphone, w/ras m.g
All the people in the dance will agree
That we are well qualified to represent the lbc g
And me and louie we go run to the party, dance to the rhytm, it gets harder
Oh take this veil from off my eyes
A burning sun will one day rise
So what am I gonna be doin' for a while
I guess I'll have to play with myself
Show them now we come off the shelf, so what
Evil I've come to tell you that she's evil
Most definitely evil, omery scandalous and evil, most definitely
The tension is getting hotter, I'd like to hold her head underwater
Me and my girl, we got a relationship
Me and my girl, we got a relationship
bradley's on the microphone, w/ras m.g
All the people in the dance will agree
That we are well qualified to represent the lbc g
And me and louie and everybody run to the party
Summertime and the livin' easy