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Stolen from an Africa land
Chased out with a knife With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right And if God's good word goes unspoken, the music goes all night And it goes If I was Bob Marley I said could you be loved If I was Half Pint I'd ball the lord up above If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight If I was a Boomtown Rats I would be stayin' up all night If I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stupid dumb If rhymes were Valiums I'd be comfortably numb If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do, I'd point that shit straight at the sky And shoot heaven on down for you Because the bars are always open, and the time is always right And if God's good word goes unspoken, the music goes all night And it goes I want a lover, I can't find the time I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme And I want to start some static, but I can't afford, Just lay on the ground like I fell off my skateboard Now a days, as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease. Laughter, it's free any time just call me 439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get Funky fresh lyrics, you get nothin' Stolen from an Africa land Got chased out of the bar I saw my best friend tonight, so don't push me too far I'm gonna run come down with the new lyrics, Get hit get hip don't slip you knuckle heads Racism is schism on a serious tip You don't believe me that I won't bust your lip. I hear the mountain, it hard to climb Ruffle the rhythm and it must be Sublime Listen yellow lover yeah it right on time We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line Go and raid the sound and tell the people the news oh, hey Tell them reggae music is on the loose Here I am from the place where the sun keeps shine new style in a unique fashion And good, good vibes that keep on playin', playin' People want to come up and they want to tell me smokin' crack cocaine better than sensi You're pumpin' that shit yo we're sick of it Teakin' every weekend and we just can't take it We don't want plastic |
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She takes her time when it's time to get ready
always has her way always leaves me waitin by the phone she told me more than once to take it slow and i said ok but lately i've been sleeping all alone. I'm not breakin up inside i'm much too proud to moan. ba-by, please come home. I feel a little lucky so I try to play it cool I think she laughs inside with words that burn like fire in my mouth try to be a man like I got the master plan, night out on the town oh drinkin, dancin, we can turn it out. Wooah maybe it's how your body moves I just don't know. maybe, it's just the way you move so slow. dials... phone rings... girl: hello Bradley: Hi it's me girl: I thought I told you not to call me here Bradley: I know, I just really needed to talk to you girl: Get a clue babe, there's nothing to talk about Hangs up... dial tone... Ask me why I play myself, play myself for a fool swear that I would do most anything hey, huh walk a mile just to, see her smile walk a mile just to, rock for a while and babe, I'm thinking with my ding-a-ling whoa, I've been doin some thinking now I just don't know maybe it's just the way you move so slow maybe cuz you move so slow maybe cuz you move so slow But sittin on the verge of tears does not become my 22 years, you took my shame and you took my pride, and now you're gonna take me for a slow ride but-ah--uh-waiting, waiting on the phone you got words that burn like fire in my mouth Come on down, reggae style, wind up your body like a bass line wild. Drinkin, dancin, we can turn it out. whooooaaaaaaaaaaa I'm not goin crazy but I just don't know maybe, it's just the way you move so slo-ow maybe cuz you move so slow maybe cuz you move so slow like love. move nice and slow. SLOWRIDE! SLOWRIDE! SLOWRIDE! |
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Raging and swirling; getting inside
I feel like I'm going to break Bright sun sinking low I never feel afraid to let emotions show Well I did, now take a look at me I had a close brush before your destiny People I am gonna be victims of My stories, tales, lies, and exaggerations I'm gonna; when your living life like a show You gotta take a bow to the people you know I said lie, for me Lying under a process tree Oh, engrossing in my brain Feeling like I'm going a little insane A little close inside Feels like I'm going INSANE Red lights are sinking low I grab another beer 'cause it's time to go I feel my head burst, I head out to your car And I pray to Jesus Christ, but you won't get too far I say, uh, headlights and, uh, second gear I run the road of like and skip the things you fear I said that you might, that you might find a better way To justify the evil things that you say Ah, help me please, ah help me please Because I'm going upon my knees I said, I said going down to my knees Pray to the Lord up ABOVE Help me; I'm falling down Feeling now the cold, cold, cold, hard ground Haunting faces and moving lines I'm the party boy tonight Pound it hard, your gonna pound it again But please just do not pump up my friend 'Cause it seems all right, gonna push him around But I can't be taken for no clown Because when I am on the ground I CRY Wowowowowowo... Dub style Oh, cool and easy Oh no, cool and easy To the sweet reggae music Oh no, feels all right To sweet reggae music Feels all right Sweet reggae music |
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| 3:18 |
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All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Start talkin trash and we'll come with my smith & wesson A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same, "the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone" Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson Try talkin trash and we'll come with a smith & wesson Enough d.j.s come with enough style but when I bus my lyrics we all Know it's wicked-wily. Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night You better strap with the gat If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down With the new stylee, rockin rubadub know as reggae music Gotta come down with some new lyrics It just ain't nothing, it's been a real long time Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night Rubadub blender a new mixer I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor Hear the dub and say lord have his grilled cheese. I ain't Jamaican, but I ain't no freak Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o' tweak And called him ghost rider everytime you see him he fulfill the danger Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right But still I set and lie awake all night Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission To see his pain would be his greatest ambition We will survive in this world of competition To make sure that till the ..is done I won't wait so long For you Stop your messin around, Better think of your future Time to straighten right out or you'll wind up in jail |
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| 3:33 |
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I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
I swear sometime your a whore I swear but I know there ain't no reason My friends all laughed said it was my fault 'Cause everything is such a bore Last night I had a dream though it made me sick said it's time that it happened to me. Saw you in your bedroom sucking someone else's dick (OH MY GOODNESS!) But I know that the show was much more than a low So I'm waiting for the tide to get low If I was a roach on a tree tell me would you smoke me? tell me baby would it make no difference at all Bright lights put me in a trance If I was an ant liven upon the wall But it ain't house music, makes me want to dance. (WORD) I'm gonna die by my last cigarette I don't gamble but I bet, Hold me close I always play the mack with this monkey on my back |
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| 3:04 |
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how's it goin dude? Hey man what's up? tell Todd he can turn the radio back on When you grab ahold of me, you tell me that I'll never be set free. but I'm a parasite, creep and crawl I step into the night. Two pints of booze. Tell me are you a badfish too? (are you a badfish too?) Ain't got no money to spend. I hope the night would never end. Lord knows I'm weak. Won't somebody get get me off this reef? Baby your a big blue whale grab the reef when all duck divin' fails I swim, but I wish I never learned, the water's too polluted with germs. I dive deep when it's ten feet over head. grab the reef underneath my bed. (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 this reef? I gotta go dude |
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| 7. |
| 2:20 |
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Punk rock changed our lives
(dog barking) Good boy, good boy, good boy On the East side, "Lonely, that's what i've been, That's where I met my Ramona, That's what she said, "I wanna go to a party," Here's my telephone number call me" And to a party, a house party, And love, she send a message of love Whole loop a people just rally 'round me "I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap" She said, (Bo, Bo) Ramona please step back Now she's my Ruca, I'm barely waiting for my Heina. She moved from Long Beach down to L.A. Right now she's selling oranges by the freeway. And she said, I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one, tell me? (Bo, Bo) "Your not the only one, but your the best, Bradley" And I barely pulled up with my Heina And now I'm waiting for my Ruca Don't fuck around with my Heina I know tonight I'll be behind her |
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| 3:04 |
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you got your hair permed
you got your red dress on screamin' that second gear was such a turn-on and the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning's here and you'll be gone before too long who taught you those new tricks? damn, i shouldn't start that talk but life is one big question when your starin' at the clock and the answers always waiting at the liquor store 40oz. to freedom so i take that walk and i know that oh i'm not goin' back oh not going back oh god knows i'm not going back oh not goin' (hey man, anyone wanna make a run down to am/pm with me? it's like quarter-to right now bro. shit, can you like, loan me like, a buck or two dude? jai said he was gonna be here around 2:00 i haven't even seen him. just totally broke, man owes me twenty bucks man. get over it, fuck, sorry i'm not dealin' with that fuckin chince no more. take those bottles back eric?) and you look so fine when you lie, it just don't show but i know which way the wind blows a 40oz. to freedom is the only chance i have to feel good even though i feel bad and i know that oh i'm not goin' back oh, i'm not goin' back oh, god knows, i'm not going back oh, i'm...not goin' oh....i'm not goin' back oh, i'm not goin' back oh, god knows, i'm not going back oh, i'm...not goin' (there's a whole one left in the freezer...) |
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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 all right 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 met 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 Jah say |
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Early man walked away as modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same, to conquer was their goal So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind He died a confused man; killed himself with his own mind Early man walked away as modern man took control Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind LET'S GO Early man walked away as modern man took control Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind LET'S GO Early man walked away as modern man took control Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind LET'S GO Early man walked away as modern man took control Their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal So he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind He died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind LET'S GO We're only gonna die from our own arrogance That's why we might as well take our time |
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| 2:17 |
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No me importa que se lleva (It doesnt matter what you wear)
Porque todo se quitara, (Because you will take it all off) Ay no puedo ver lo (but I can't look at you) Ni en pintura (Not even in paint) Cuando empecemos, (When we started) No me dio cuenta, (I didn't realize) De que luego, Tuviera que pagar (That after, I would have to pay) Pero, si se cambie(but, if things change) Me voy a acostame con ti, (I'm going to lay down with you) Con ti. (with you) Con ti. (with you) No me propongo predicar, (I'm not trying to preach) Vive y dejar vivir, (Live and let live) Pero el amigo (But man's friend) es un condon en el bolsillo, (is a condom in his pocket) Yo no soy medico, (I'm not a doctor) No soy chapusero, (I'm not a joker) Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo (I'm just poor, and now im so alone) Pero si se cambie, ella seria mia (But if things change, she will be mine) Para ser poseido en propiedad, (To have as my property) En propiedad. (my property) I've got to get it all for you, Whoa, what can I do? I would lay down anytime with her, With her |
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| 2:49 |
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Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girl friend said so but I don't really know That don't mean we fucked around that night last week when you left town I was tweakin by myself one night that's when I wrote this tune Didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room Sometimes right now since I've left the pen I feel like I'm right back in it again Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone My girlfriend said so, she's a little ho That don't mean I fuck around, I like to keep that higher ground Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from Don't tease me, don't tease me, don't tease Sometimes I play, waiting waiting for some bright holiday So I got myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from |
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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 L. 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 his 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, looked up her local attorney at law, went to the phone and filed a police report and then she took the guy's ass 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 shit and he gave him 25 yrs And now his heart 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 when your 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 |
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In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state. But I know. And I know because of KRS-ONE. Yeah and I know And I know because of KRS-ONE. Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin history With a whole leap of style and intelligency Yes, I know. I know because of KRS-ONE Yeah, and I know I know because of KRS-ONE. Because we don't want to pay money to hear the same old sounds. Watch him, he'll take hip-hop to a higher ground. And I know (How do I know?) And I know because of KRS-ONE. Yeah, and I know And I know because of KRS-ONE. And I know And I know because of KRS-ONE. And I know And I know |
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Where he sat down And there he wept when he remembered Zion. Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity Required from us a song How can we singing out for song in a strange land. So let the words of our mouth And the meditations of our hearts Be acceptable in thy sight O-verride By the rivers of Babylon Where he sat down And there he wept when he remembered Zion. Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity Required from us a song How can we singing out for song in a strange land. How can we singing out for song in a strange land |
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Music from Jamaica, all the love that I've found.
Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound |
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lyin' in my plastic bed
thinkin how things weren't so cool to me my baby likes to shoot pool i like lyin naked in my bedroom tyin' on the dinosaur tonight, it used to be so cool now i got the needle and i can shake but i can't breathe I'd take it away but i want more and more one day im gonna lose the war. |
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If you wanna live, treat me good.
I'm dangerous, so dangerous. If you wanna live, I beg ya, treat me good. I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides 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 watch my sided I'm like a steppin' razor, don't ya watch my sides I'm dangerous, so dangerous. I'm dangerous, so dangerous |
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Girls don't go crazy Woman, hold your man tight Every day I love him just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more Everyday I love him just a little bit more and he loves me the same Every day I love her just a little bit more, a little bit more, little bit more Everyday I love her just a little bit more and she loves me the same Baby if you wanna get on Oh baby if you wanna get off It makes no sense at all I saw red I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that I shot dead Everyday I wake up just a little bit more feelin' like a dog out on the yard because that's just how we are Everyday I wonder if it's over when I wake up realizin' that we hate and brake down the war You say it's black, but I can't believe you And if you say it's white, you say I'm tryin to deceive you and I'm aware of the high and the low, and I'd be waiting for you in the middle but I just lack control Baby if you wanna get low Oh baby if you wanna get high It makes no sense at all I saw red I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that I shot dead Girls, don't go crazy, Girls, don't go crazy, Oh girls, don't go crazy when the men use you, oh Oh, woman hold your man tight if it makes you feel right, it's your own life |
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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 rhythm comin' sense I've got the sto. But I won't wanna come around our love. So why? If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall. 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 ger our weary arms to bed. Real love's something that I still hope people make there own places to go. And now in '94 were gonna lie some more. In 1994 were going to die some more. It 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. |
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(Raleigh)
That's chapter 1, would you like to have 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, vominous. The Cisco Kid. (Brad) Way, way, way back days, the year, 1983. had to get a job, had to make some mon-ne-ne. Picked up a pen and a pad, drops 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 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?) 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 piped out bliss. It wasn't hard to do, it so easy. Because to me loops come naturally. Mom's words seem like yesterday. (COUGH) (What's your name? Cisco Kid. Si. Poncho's name is, Poncho.) And now in '94 we got an S.T.P., a half pack of smokes, and oh yes, aunt Bea. A fifteen pack of Old Milwaukee. 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 from Long Beach. If you think that hollywood didn't get what he deserved, call 808 kid to get served (movie) 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 fastest. 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 senior, 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 won't 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. Way to go Cisco. Is that a good punch? all right 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 accommodate you. I'll make it soon Cisco. Shut 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... |
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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. |
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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. (Chorus) |
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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 |
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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! |
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| 8. |
| 4:22 |
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We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme I got the microwave, got the VCR I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah If you only knew 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 soul's 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 hands Getting hassled by the man Waking up to an alarm Sticking needles in your arm Picking up trash on a freeway Feeling depressed everyday Leaving without making a sound Picking my dog 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 All these things I do They're waiting for you. |
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| 9. |
| 2:51 |
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Early in the morning, risin' to the street
아침일찍 거리로 나가네 Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet 담배에 불을 붙이고 신발끈을 묶지 Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong 이유를 찾아야되 이것들이 잘못 된 이유를 Got to find a reason why my money's all gone 이유를 찾아야되 왜 내 돈이 사라졌는지 I got a dalmatian, and I can still get high 난 달마시안이 있고, 기분을 좋아지게 할 만한것도 있어 I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot 난 씨발 존내 멋지게 기타를 칠 수도 있어 Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got 글쎄 삶은 (너무 짧아), 그래서 사랑이 네가가진 유일한거야 'Cause you might get runover or you might get shot 왜냐면 그이상 시도하면 아마 총맞을껄? Never start no static I just get it off my chest 가만히 있는거 외에는 시도하지마 난 방금 포기했어 Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest 방탄조끼 없이 싸우려 하지마 Take a small example, take a tip from me 나한테서 작은 교훈이나 팁을 배워봐 Take all of your money, give it all to charity 네 돈을 전부 찾아서 기부해 Love is what I got 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 It's within my reach 그건 내 손이 닿을 만한데 있어 And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach 그리고 서브 라임의 방식은 아직 롱 비치의 스타일이야 It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve 모든건 다시 네게로 돌아올거야, 결국엔 네가 원하는걸 얻게 될거야 Try and test that you're bound to get served 네가 무엇을 다시 받을지 실험 해 봐 Love's what I got 사랑이 내가 받은거야 Don't start a riot 폭동같은건 일으키지마 You'll feel it when the dance gets hot 춤에 빠지면 같은 흥분을 느낄거야 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 (That's) why I don't cry when my dog runs away 그게 내 개가 가출해도 울지 않는 이유야 I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay 내가 내야할 청구서가 있어도 화내지 않아 I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot 엄마가 냄비를 태워도 화나지 않아 Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock 병을 두들기며 락을 향해 나아가 Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same 지랄하고 싸우고 그건 전부 같아 Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane 우리개 루이스와 사는게 제정신으로 사는 와직 한가지 방법이야 Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me 사랑하자, 사랑들아 내게로 돌아와라 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I got I got I got 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 |
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Annie's twelve years old, The more she'll be a whore. Nobody ever told her It's the wrong way. Don't be afraid, But you're family get laid (gibberish)...get paid... Baby it's the wrong way. Don't be afraid It's a hard to live I'm gonna mak it hard to live. You're two brown eyes are leakin' like a sieve But I near one Jamaca (?) I never wanted (clapping and cheering) |
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| 11. |
| 2:37 |
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Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up and they give it up and they give it up But they never ask why Daddy was a rollin' rollin' stone, oh He rolled away one day and he never came home, ha-ha, ha It ain't hard to understand This ain't Hitler's 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 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 The day that I die will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar, uh Sunday morning hold church down at the bar Get down on your knees and start to pray, oh Pray my itchy rash will go away, yow Now back up y'all; it ain't 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 ain't personal; it ain't me I only am what you told me to be I'm a backwards-ass hillbilly, I'm Dick Buttkiss 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 My broken heart makes me smile In my mind, in my brain I go back I go completely insane It ain't personal; it ain't me And if I make you cry all night I'll 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 I've got tricks up my sleeve 24/7, devil's best friend Makes no difference; it's all same in the end |
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[I don't know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons, that's O-N-S, Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Anaheim, all the windows are busted out, and it's like a free-for-all in here and uh the owner should at least come down here and see if he can secure his business, if he wants to...]
April 26th, 1992 There was a riot on the streets Tell me where were you? You were sittin' home watchin' your TV While I was participating in some anarchy First spot we hit it was my liquor store I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford With red lights flashin', time to retire And 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 hearing today? (Homicide, 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 livin' room's been much more comfortable Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year Some kids went in a store with their mother I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some Pampers 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 at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King It's this fucked-up situation and these fucked-up police It's about comin' up and stayin' on top And screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop It's not in the paper, it's on the wall National guard Smoke from all around [Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple, many subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's house...they're trying to kill him] Let it burn Wanna let it burn, wanna let it burn Wanna wanna let it burn (I feel insane) Riots on the streets if Miami Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago On the streets of Long Beach In San Francisco Riots on the streets of Kansas City Tuskaloosa, Alabama Cleveland, Ohio Fountainberry, Paramount, Vista Buelle Eugene, Oregon Eureka, California Hesperia Santa Barbara mother fuckin' Nevada San Diego Lakewood, Florida fuckin' 29 Palms [Need a unit to... structure fire and numerous subjects looting] [10-15 to get rid of this looter] |
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| 13. |
| 3:03 |
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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 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 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 throught belive 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 |
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| 2:10 |
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Janie always said I was a mess
I'm sorry 'bout that mess. I made - her - bleed. Buddy Bah Bah - Bye Bye, I planted my seed. Still, I knew she could take it If I opened up the rythm then I knew I could make it But I hope her parents love her Sooo... Feeling all the acid on the brain Still I got that frame. I made - her - bleed. Yes she wanted lovin' you 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 me people when I say: "There will be people asking Satan everyday" But you've got to know your place, And if you don't it smacks you in your face, But - I know her parents love her, And I hope her parents love her I hope her parents love her Sooo... Bully'd back in 1983, what did you do for me? I made - her - bleed well I'm 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 Sooo... My god look at me, If we had to go, I know I'm barely lovin' my holy creed You never knew that was what you need Oh my God, honestly believe it or not it's a disease. I-I hope her parents love her I hope her parents love her Sooo... Rawrf! |
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| 4:53 |
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GO! and I won't make love to you
and I feel the love feel the love la love. Jailhouse gets empty. Lou gets plenty. The baton stick gets shorter Lou gets taller Can't fight against the youth 'cuz we're strong Them are 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. Had the '89 vision. We didn't fuss or no fight when all the little daughters wanna be my wife Like a 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 rhythm was playin'. I know that I'm gonna be there, yeah. Oh Bud Gaugh will be singing there and Eric Wison will be banging out there, yeah. Ohh and we'll be all singing with version with versions raggae version, version, version, version ohh ohhhh whoa ooooh What has been told to the wise and uprooted, yeah, It's gonna be revealed onto babes and Sublime. Can't fight against the youth. Right now them are rude, rude people. Can't fight against the resistance. Whoa right now them are rude rude people. We're gonna rule this land. Among children were gonna rule this land. 'Cuz when that rhythm 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. Had the '89 vision. We didn't fuss or no fight when all the little daughters wanna be my wife. When that rhythm 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. Had to be there yeah mmhmmm mmm ohhh oh oh oh oh ahhhhh Jailhouse gets empty. and Lou gets plenty. Baton stick gets shorter. Lou gets taller, taller. Can't fight against the youth, 'cuz we're strong. Them are rude, rude people. Can't fight against the youth. |
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| 16. |
| 6:06 |
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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 strictly 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 Go!...right!...huh that's right 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 hu ooh go! see...... |
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| 17. |
| 3:26 |
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Be in the game
Is a monster rally You can hide your love, its true Its the freedom game You can see it everyday But your freedom ain't free Come on down, I know how I'm gonna make you come through Don't you know it ain't no do-before So don't take more than you need Its something that I'll do later Now its over Its under my voodoo, etc. Pray that I leave you high and dry Pray you can magnify If you made it fool and then Well there's a damn good feelin' No lie (yeah I'm tellin' the truth!) And with me if you want it Here, by god (nonsense screaming) Marie, oh god, you do No lord aight , voodoo Lord, aight, oh do, whattchyou really really really wanna do Lord wananwannawnna (lots of random notes singing things like ooo) Right! now. |
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| 18. |
| 4:51 |
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Some folks say that smokin' herb is a crime
If they catch your smokin' they're bound to drop the dime Insufferable, informer crazy fools Wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules And in the evenin', 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 informer 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 informer call 911 Load up the bong, crank up this song let the informer call 911 And when security police force wanna 'rive 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 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 you willin' are you willin' and able? Oh oh whoa forgot them crazy fools Here the 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' they're 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 I'm in the mood uh. |
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| 19. |
| 3:30 |
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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 know 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 viv?(On the other side is where I used to live) con mijita que se llama Mixie (with my girlfriend named Mixie) y su hermana si me quiere (and her sister, if she wants me) y ahorita tenemos un beb?(and now we have a babe) sus padres sus padres me trataron matar (her parents, her parents tried to kill me) but they did not get too far (but they did not get too far) un poco despu? tuve que regresar (a little later I had to come back) con un chingo de dinero cuz you know I'm a star (with a fuckload of money cuz you know I'm a star) yo fui a Costa Rica para comar (I went to Costa Rica to eat) estuve a practicaba con la raza cuz they know who we are (I was to practice with the race cuz they know who we are) s?no le di?cuenta and I bet you never will (yeah you didn't tell the story and I bet you never will) you must be a mu?ca if you're still standing still (you must be a fucker if you're still standing still) (chorus) Me gusta mi reggae (I like my reggae) Me gusta punk rock (I like punk rock) pero la cosa que me gusta m? es panochinta (but the thing I like most is pussy) En el agua en el aire if you know who you are (in the water in the air if you know who you are) Con el agua en el aire empieza a gritar (with the water, in the air begin to yell) no tenga miedo, I'm your papi (don't be afraid, I'm your papi) take your chones y los manden a m?(take your underwear and send them to me) levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar (get up, get up, you have to shout) levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar (get up, get up, you have to dance) (chorus) and the girls carressed me down and that's the lovin'sound |
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| 3:02 |
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Early in the morning, risin' to the street
아침일찍 거리로 나가네 Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet 담배에 불을 붙이고 신발끈을 묶지 Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong 이유를 찾아야되 이것들이 잘못 된 이유를 Got to find a reason why my money's all gone 이유를 찾아야되 왜 내 돈이 사라졌는지 I got a dalmatian, and I can still get high 난 달마시안이 있고, 기분을 좋아지게 할 만한것도 있어 I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot 난 씨발 존내 멋지게 기타를 칠 수도 있어 Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got 글쎄 삶은 (너무 짧아), 그래서 사랑이 네가가진 유일한거야 'Cause you might get runover or you might get shot 왜냐면 그이상 시도하면 아마 총맞을껄? Never start no static I just get it off my chest 가만히 있는거 외에는 시도하지마 난 방금 포기했어 Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest 방탄조끼 없이 싸우려 하지마 Take a small example, take a tip from me 나한테서 작은 교훈이나 팁을 배워봐 Take all of your money, give it all to charity 네 돈을 전부 찾아서 기부해 Love is what I got 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 It's within my reach 그건 내 손이 닿을 만한데 있어 And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach 그리고 서브 라임의 방식은 아직 롱 비치의 스타일이야 It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve 모든건 다시 네게로 돌아올거야, 결국엔 네가 원하는걸 얻게 될거야 Try and test that you're bound to get served 네가 무엇을 다시 받을지 실험 해 봐 Love's what I got 사랑이 내가 받은거야 Don't start a riot 폭동같은건 일으키지마 You'll feel it when the dance gets hot 춤에 빠지면 같은 흥분을 느낄거야 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 (That's) why I don't cry when my dog runs away 그게 내 개가 가출해도 울지 않는 이유야 I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay 내가 내야할 청구서가 있어도 화내지 않아 I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot 엄마가 냄비를 태워도 화나지 않아 Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock 병을 두들기며 락을 향해 나아가 Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same 지랄하고 싸우고 그건 전부 같아 Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane 우리개 루이스와 사는게 제정신으로 사는 와직 한가지 방법이야 Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me 사랑하자, 사랑들아 내게로 돌아와라 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 그걸 기억하라고 말해주지 Lovin', is what I got, I got I got I got 사랑이 내가 가진 전부야 |
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One good thing about music
When it hits you, you feel no pain One good thing about music When it hits you, you feel no pain So hit me with music Hit me with music now yah Hit me with music Brutalize me with music Trenchtown rock - I said don't watch that Trenchtown rock - I said do your job Trenchtown rock - Never let your children cry Cause you got to tell Jah Jah while you're movin Kingston town movin Kingston town woah Kingston town One little fear I foe you can't fool Jah no One little fear I foe you can't fool Jah no Cause they're movin, yes I'm movin I said one good thing, one good thing When it hits you, you feel no pain One good thing about music - when it hits you, you feel no pain |
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