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from 311 - Music (1993)
Passin' the kind buds.
Kickin' back in the sand in the sun. To be alive is lovin'. Where the shore meets the seam. Man I'm hummin' I'm hummin I'm free as I stare at the sea. And I'm not comin' down. The world is yours once you have found. The good is to share. Which is elsewhere. The beauty of green is where light is now broken by what it touches. Remembering what you once had told me hit home. And hasn't it always been so. Chorus : I'm free as I stare at the sea. And I'm not comin' down. The world is yours once you have found. The good is to share. Which is elsewhere. Like I said before I'll say it once more. Knew you would make me feel so good. Wanna do you right. Can't get enough. This is the stuff life's about and it trips me out. Wanna do you right. Bright mornings, days when I want so much. I want nothing, just this life and no more. I’ll come within this world there’s only one for me. She’s waiting, I’ll soon come. Chorus Free from the burn the burn that helps spite and Free from the burn now baby dib your price No buzz hack, no buzz hack No buzz hack, no buzz hack Swing the thing you bring check it out How could you be so good to me How could you be so good to me I want to be worth I want to be worth Buzz hack hack hack buzz Yea swing to the thing you bring Check it out Like I said before I'll say it once more Knew you would make me feel so good Wanna do you right Can't get enough This is the stuff life's about and it trips me out Wanna do you right |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Na na na na na na
Aw yea I've seen the devil and the devil is coke Not down like that cuz it ain't a fuckin joke Trip ther shrooms fantastic Shit gets drasctic I didn't believe a word Can you hear this can you hear in the Make the music soothin' your system Come on now, come on now Hear the beat so sweet I shouldn't tell you how Im a freak yall Im a freak yall Much love to my man Stan Thomas Yea you say like what up to our man Eddy Offord Eddy Offord You know I'm ready, yes to rock steady My name's not Betty or Teddy, but Nick And I'm what you might call a heretic Yes, and I am from Nebraska My girl is satisfied, you can ask her You know I've never visited Alaska Huh, where the oil was spilt That drunken captain should be killed For polluting the sea, an atrocity He still walks free, well This one goes to all the birds that drown Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Just fuck the bullshit ?????? It's time to throw down and so I said it words of Wisdom that will keep you guessing cause I'm tired of laying and I'm tired of messing around With all those suckers Yes, those stupid mother fuckers Who put down what we do We stand alone with the group that's new If I was a dwarf, I'd surely be Dopey I'm a stone wheat thin you can not culture Kick in the teeth a condescending frown Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Yeah, right about now I'd like to turn the mic over to my man SA Martinez I am sly in the mix I am the mix master Death and destructor, lyric conductor Rollin with the rhythm of the rhyme I'm rollin ??????????????????????? Tim, he leads giutar,he's got the jets Now the b-boys rockin breakin' moves on the floor 311's stepping out and you're yellin for more I'm hoping, I'm poetry in motion ???????????????????????? P-Nut, the bass drum is booming And in your mouth the rhythm is booming P to the N to the U to the T Just fuck the has-been's and their stupid-ass rambling Brothers saying bullshit you can't come through with Do it in the basement no complacence It's time to kick the fuck in Begin to win no sin and then Share it, declare it in the public domain Refrain I'd be perfectly glad if rap was a fad but it's not So I'd thought I'd come out with a shot Super dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown I don't give a fuck it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down That's right, knockin' them down Nineties, all of that |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Well everybodys got an opinion thats loud and unbending
I spend my time healing and mending, together Its a question of whether live positive well i give P-Nut joins our back, must be arthritic Tim is from the '70's and so we live it SA has the wisdom of a nobel laureate I'm down for our days of glory It's easy to do when you're up with Sexton A rhythmatic genius, turnin' up the next one Would you know, you're a bro, I flow in that circumstance You'll get your chance Becuase payback is a motherfuckin' mission To the sharp-ass rocks slippin' on us but we rock It comes to writing on us derision Sendin you a voice now we're sending you a vision And those who fought me they say they taught me everything I know I go aww, when I hear that, that chit and that caht, bullshit! So sick of me knowing everything, saying! In your face That's right And it feels so good In your face Yeah It feels so good Take it to 'em bro, throw down, now say Settin' forth a course I'm really wiggin' out In my dome I roam, no time to doubt Fucked up you right there while I was rhymin' Now you're sulking in the corner, a baby crying Hittin' up now we feelin' to rock Mars Fuckin' up the shit, now their heads bob We ain't new to jack swing, the groove and that We got crazy factiffs and we all that I don't often rock and I'm a laureate I don't pull the punch you know I'm throwin' it Freestyles my style on the mic and flex You're stalkin' the mind of a punk that's next I get retarted now that I started you know A condition which I keep close together Like the kind buds you know my scene My team thinks I sing supreme, but you, the weasel, Try to bring us down but in reality it make you look like a clown Too bad cause we'll be sittin' in the sun and choose a rocky ass fast ball In your face That's right And it feels so good Choose a lock y'all In your face Yeah It feels so good Yo P-Nut, beat that thing Won't you warm the mic Nicholas Can't get with this my stream of conscieceness is a sea Much like Bukowski with a rage Speakin' to page Beasts in the cage Jumpin' off the stage Divin' Thrivin' Strivin' for a better day or say (Strive for a better day SA?) Beat back by flesh Shatterd doors braggin' fists to the sky we're feelin' high Has to live and die Just take a moment to have a bit once in a while You know, you know I do it daily and like it but that's my style, yeah, here I go In your face And dow your throat And it feels so good 'fraid so Fuck it up y'all In you face And down your throat It feels so good That's all |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Let the games begin if you wanna fuck with me
You can't disturb the course of P & C & T & D & me I'm on a mission To set straight The vice, the curse, the date, the gate relate to this. I insist B it's weak to dis see I'm runna up so suckers stick to your 40 How could I give a damn, give a damn if you approve what it's about. I just freak out Just guess ya'll c'mon come back slipped outta whack as the master. Laid out the music Death I just say fuck you, the void unknown we're thrown through while lost in life's psychedelic trip we take There's another more bizarre we have to make world we have nowhere beyond Take out the earth the bass is gone At life's end we'll feel the calm How strange we should be here at all Chorus: If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' To all my friends, it's not the end the earth has not swallowed me yet Into whose womb were you woven what kin of your skin dropped you then Bodies cloven Light of daybreak blinded next exit The wild darkness forming inside it My day wasn't promised me each death it brings reminding me we Are rumbling through this cursed universe where death is birth Think not but what your manifest is worth Giving up a verse the curse occurs a thirst To burst first breaking through the center of the universe Slamming down on the lingo flow so jam to the bumrush single Long ago has been become now when you find out there's no break In the rhythm. Black anima makes my stamina stand alone disown the cinema farewell to posing decades dozing comin up the steps of the new Screen rising scenes from the lost world shapes hard to tell. Which is which as if drawn by a child holmes Chorus This is the heat to flush your face |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Mother nature supreme step back and dream the hydroponic scene.
Found around knocked out of bounds wound into the mind of my stone cloud. Taste the thinnest of oxygen rising higher a stoner cus I can groove something. Wrecking nothing to prove see that's in my nature. So fresh, the vital bud of the chronic tastes of something thicker. Everything I eat is from the Earth, right. I am what I eat straight up Earth, right. Nothing but a walking sack of Earth nice to meet you how do ya do. Guess what. Ya you're one too. My skin holds me in my brain moves me then boom. I jump straight off the speaker in a form a celebration that we're moving. Freely disconnected I'm truly grateful I'm going back the Earth. I'm not gonna waste life being hateful. Chorus Kingdom coming through ya. Jumpin' out my skin. The skin I'm in. And the hydroponics?on. Did it because we wanna toke up until it's gone an abstract notion. Here to connect me to the ocean. 'Cause I'm water and carboAnd not much else. I felt compunction. Conjunction junction what's your function. I'll be hookin' ups verbs and nouns and phrases and clauses as to the causes. Of misery quizzically I look to my own book hooked on trying to fathom. The solar systems and atom in a larger molecule called a galaxy cool. The milky way is where I stay. Astronomy steppin' stompin' a pow wow I rock the mike and shake up the ground. And I'm a bust out like wild dandelions in fat bloom. I'm shooting through the cosmos because I loom you know I'm higher I'm shining brighter yes yes. Like where water comes together with other water foamin'. Now I'm Homin'. Like a bird soarin' right to the mood. I'm a wildflower busting out I go boom. Chorus. |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
My Stoney Baby
The fish who keeps on swimming. Is the first to chill upstream. I want your fish right by me. That's how it has to be. The songs I sing they don't mean a thing if you're not there to hear it, but then soon is the time you'll be by my side. It's copesetic if you let it so set up and keep the down stream down and up stream up. Girlfriend boots & all you lookin' fresh again. Move toward me so I can smell the sweetness of your flesh dam. Cool down your fine self when I find my way to the wetness of your sweet mouth. Sweetly in every way that you treat me. A fish story but you know it's picture perfect. Our morning glory every time that we wake. The morning ride is the longest ride take it. Like this take it like that take a yin and a yang. It's time to find the kind. Like my man jack sprat to do down forever it's wetter. Titillate the flow. Can't say it any better. Swimmin' and hummin' with a body and soul. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Swimmin' and hummin'. Can't say it any better. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. And now I'm in here with my friend ruskie. In their house but they're not home. If they find out what's been on. They'll kick us out and we'll be gone. No pool and that's not too cool. The songs I sing they don't mean a thing. If you're not there to hear it, but then soon is the time you'll be by my side. It's copesetic if you let it so set it up and keep the down stream down and up stream up. My stoney, my baby, swings w/the groovin'. Funk the groovin' thang whistlin'. As I rip my rhymes. Time and time again struttin'. And in the summertime. So screw it strip down and be generic. Strip down and be a passenger, strip down and be a messenger. In askin' why I'm borI come up blank in the winter. In askin' why I'm born I come up on when I'm on her. My summer his summer it could be one to go down to go down. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Forever together and then I kiss. Swimmin' and hummin' with a body and soul. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Swimmin' and hummin'. And then I kiss. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Story time
Sways away the haze They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring above me swimming Pay tribute to the few we look up to Come again You my soul fool Who will know us but our brothers Those who down with us are thinking New school, tip top, pound the feeble Walking and talking Low down and evil Follow me now Yo Vato The nix hex is on Would everybody just look at the hook I took it strait from my brain Reminds me of the time I was insane And so I wrote it when I was loaded And voted the least likely to turn out like a square I'm singing it for your mind and no I'm singing it for your ears Jump up and down and leave the ground and know that's why your here And they say down diggey down down, down diggey diggey down,stronger, longer Line up your ways of know what I'm thinking say it again And now I'm with my home team back with a good seat I gladwick like chadwick to tell you what I mean Were laying back on it just like good sex Smooth yet physcodelic its called the nix hex-um The monologue of a singalong Las banderas de san juan piden pa ????? ""I'm feelin' fine, lord it's time""????? Go tell it on a mountain ,then again bring a friend You'll maybe get dizzy with a scence of vertigo Uplifted soul from the view that I'm on nothin' but love But love But love in my blood sonic in the vortex This is the hip thing Called the nix hex Dig itBegin Come see me now come see me now baby Come see me now come see me now aye Come see me now come see me now Baby Come see me now come see me now I'm wickedy wild I need to put down I come without a wreck so let's get I'm wickedy wild I need to put down I come without a wreck so let's get down I want to make some music in this country And I am the rhythm missionary with the melody Wait a minute, just a minute Yes yes time to rhyme and shine now rip it rip Jump up and down cause that's the 311 style Cruise on by the frowners, float follow me now with a smile I got a golden ticket not gonna even pick it I heard it he said it I heard it but it we but it went something like The rhythm will make you want to move your body I had it once and never ever forgot it |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Everything you do it comes back to you. Whatever it may be.
If it isn't one thing rest assured that something. Will come back and pay you for your deed A shortcut's a self defeating means, if you cannot do it clean. You'll never reach your reward. And when the day is done, what you receive is the sum. Of what you took out, from what you put in. Times deep in a dream seem a veiled realm. Shadows what I think and feel is real. Times in our tribe feel the tribe when we thrive. We have no fear of death and no fear of life. Chorus : I can't forget you and our version of paradise. I can't forget you and our version of paradise. Everything you do it comes back to you, whatever it may be. What you did as a devil or did as an angel. The favor returns itself somehow. If you take my money I'll buy you a drink and you'll see. That no one rides for free. Afraid of what I said then your mind is stricken. I'm wearing my heart sleeveless and I'm always up for kickin? This is my favorite city pity everywhere the enemy. From the beginning serious history nothing's ever given to no one. Rides for free. From the beginning radiant energy's music what I need to keep my sanity. I say we fear no evolution stand up musical revolution. Follow me now when I say we can never stop in we never give. Cuz this is how we breathe and live. Some of them whine and some of them bitch. They cannot do it we never switch. We do it for ourselves and we do it for you. If you don't like it well I hope you do. I've got to be honest. Chorus. Chorus. |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
I'm in a good way on a bad day.
Thinking of a plan a way to stay on top of it. Nailin' in I have a fit if I sit, sit doin' nothin'. Which is what. I done so far but I carve a niche which sits in my good things brain. Layin' the tracks like a loco mo, spark the Jay. Chorus : Tabla Rosa is my brain don't mean to bug or drive you insane. Don't have to guess just what I'm sayin if I had a point I'd say it plain. Dammit my brain is blank and now I say it would be a lie if I said I was inspired nothin' to say but that's ok.. Nod your head to this. Messin' around, I'm not having it. You bite the hand I put your head out. I come to know a travesty and so sad to see. The scene dictated frustrated former musicians. Switching' the emphasis from art to money. But I demand autonomy what else my friend. I tell you what 's wrong to me the industry's ability to manufacture stars. They churn them out like Iwojema makes cars. But the blame lies not with those suits for trying. It's the sheep that keep on buying that soulless crap. Whatever they put in front of ya. The hysteria of America. Nod your head to this. Well, stress is the enemy and not a friend to me. One thing I see is to be easy goin' throwin' down sit back. And watch my life flowin' and knowing life is but a dream. You can ask my home team. Let me tell you how I seem. My economy seems to be in words not action actually ya see yes. I'm a tempest and I rarely rest but that's what you go to do. If you want to be the best so I'm on a threshold so don't tell me no. I just flow and know I can count on my bros. Chorus Don't you know that the devil he's in me and God she is too. My Yin hates my Yang, but what the fuck ya gonna do. I choose a rocky ass path but that's how I like it. Life's a bowl of punch go ahead and spike it. |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Even if I cared to try I couldn't please them.
Their petty complaints, stupid restraints ain't gonna work. It's all to cheese and regret, don't fret, just push it away. And say I'm like the wind, relentless and irritating. A position that I think worth stating. Swing I'm doin' my thing. Groove I'm showin' and provin'. That maverick deal that makes you feel ill. It runs in my family. Fussin' and cussin' and bitchin' and kickin'. If you ask me I think that you're just chicken to try, don't pretend you're my friend. Remember I said it one day you'll regret it. Oh God I can't believe it. You have asked and so you shall receive it in the ear. Victory draws near but no fear my dear. I'll be here another year. What's it all about I scan a new plan for the next year In nineties try these you wanna just bust out. I cool out and I'm done bein' mad. To just know hate well that's so sad. What a life, strife. Backfire and your face know your place come on like. Word, they come like a herd but they said. We'd drop like a lead zeppelin in your face. But that's nothin' home team. I ain't got to my ace in the whole yet, bet that I will. Get my fill, get my thrill. We'll be back one day and we'll try not to spite. But until then you stay out of my sight. Oh, God, I can't believe it this groove's so dope. I'm about to have a fit and here's a flash. I freaked so hard I got whiplash. And when it comes to writing stay away from our stash. Swing I'm doin' my thing. Groove I'm showin' and provin'. That maverick deal that makes you feel ill. It runs in our family. Stoppin' and goin' and lyin' and trying'. My brain is on fire it feels like I'm flying through space. Yes doing my best but it'll get better this much I confess. Oh God I can't believe it but when this era's through I'll say that's it. Edification will take place. Pull up the reigns. And get out of the race. My bros are down for the Unity. 311 is down for the Unity. Unanimity of the Unity. |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
He wouldn't say he cared at all if you asked him.
You're heading for a fall brother it goes right past him. In another world he's in another place you now the need for speed. Is just another form of greed but when you jones'n your brains frozen. You're not thinkin' bout the choices you makin' you're just rollin'. On and on it's anybody's guess cuz no one's at the wheel at the front of that mess yes. The sun's goin' down for me it's goin' down for me. He and she are what I need yes they're what I need. But I'm gonna buy a ticket I'm not gonna even pick it. I heard it he said it I heard it. But it we but it went something like. Chorus : Visit. I wanna visit the world. So now I visit the world. With my time on this world. Because livin' when you're hungry is a dog in an alley. Now I mind my business cuz I'm rhymin' down in Cali. I ain't playin' when sayin' kings of the ghetto feel they losing ground. Vato's goin' loco because everyone's brought down. This is a visit then we dead fade to dust strickin'. I'm wearing my Doc Martens cuz I'm always down for kickin'. This my friend the city pity everywhere the enemy. Ready or not homey stompin' everyone in front of me. Jump up and down cus that's the 311 style. Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile. Looking at the ocean I say there's plenty. Looking at the river I say there's plenty. Chorus Jump up and down cuz that's the 311 style. Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile. I got a golden ticket I'm not gonna even pick it. I heard it he said it I heard it but it went but it went something like. Chorus. Chorus. |
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from 311 - Music (1993)
Groove as your soul sings. Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody
Groove as your soul sings. Spinnin' all around (echoing) Welcome to this groove you can move right We gonna take you higher not caught in the quagmire I can't survive on a stupid nine to five I'd rather be poor Writing tunes livin' on a commune Kickin' it with my brothers and significant others Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny The only thing that money it could ever bring to me Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now Trips for my family The only thing I love is freedom the people around me I need 'em I'd like to build the world a spliff but like I said I said You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth Myself my birthday happens to land on April twelfth whack A Coney Island of the mind it's mine I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine Loco holmes I stroll because I'm thinking A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it Traveling head spinnin' from the medicine Illusions fadin' out an comin' on again unwind your mind then find entire minutes abstract the tract of sight day breaking in it doles out my share of the world ocean and sun Rising with whirling motion I fought kicked and screamed my way to getting born now I feel Warm and I say come on the night won't save anyone won't you roam We've grown so we can write again our soul select its own way for The travellin' we're here we're breathing and we wanna keep our Blood running so we're gonna keep gunning till the next homecoming I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie To the bang bang come on |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Long time did I run down like that
I would have three years ago-today but not now It's not like that It's all right to feel good It's all for nothing to be wrong The deepest dream that we have Could be tomorrow's song Just what did he say stop 1 and 2 and 3 Run up the hill do as you do I'm going to chill you know you really Ought to do the same They wanna bug you But I won't let them today It's a sure shot to the bomb drop Every single You know you swing it and you fling it And you make some shit up but It's just 123 |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Stranger flowers yet
There will never come a day that will ever regret The hours days years and the minutes The joy the pain the sunshine and rain in it The drives on the coast to nowhere Nothing to say just sit and stare There's nothing like the comfort of a silence that's comfortable Not talking small just skip the bull Then I find myself in servility Didn't think that was my ability I go a yard and a mile to make you smile But then I'm happy see I got so many ways to make your gaze elliptical Got a ways to go future's so Criptical and I'm glad Just another many things we've had It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me The first thing that you see My eyes open I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me The day starts carefully On the sidewalk with the dog You're right last night I was a hog Come on I'm sorry It's 73 degrees January easily glides Stranger flowers still If you're gonna wanna go another day I will Like this make it a deal Sealed with a kiss Sealed with a fell of impermanent bliss Today my love we shall let the world slide Turn off the ringer and just glide For we shall never be youger again than What do you see It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me The first thing that you see My eyes open I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me The day starts carefully On the sidewalk with the dog You're right last night I was a hog Come on I'm sorry Holiday on the radio Billie knows that is the way to go A place where we both can spend out saved time Not collecting interest Maybe the same reason we always find ourselved home bound I've got to do some homework The leave response we want to leave Wisconsin For a new life a new trailer with an antenna and a porch Of course we'll bring the dog |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Nod your head to this as a lot of apprentice
Some of this were standing on the shoulder of giants Some tryants some benevolent To the followers it's relevant The rest get bent on lending opinions I'm sending to a brand new level I revel in completion delition of suckers Getting served like Smuckers Jam Fool know rules but the rest keep bouncing back With the lack of further adieu see As one can deduce we Slam the shit out hard and long Cuz we got more song Something you might like now All-star bound Yeah your so sound Cool as the blue water all around From a force field flashing Aliens are sending Black evolutions of love you are hearing The dark supernatural is the world we call Our own home lightning in the mind comes out in song But we're wild they say never trust us we're shady In lieu of the crew your into we are baby Cuz music will be coming out the words we speak We erect breakbeats shatter wax still on the platter Our shit is badder we come fly then we scatter Cuz we deep and we solid yeah we hear ya holler Electricity running through the soul it feels good Some time the only thing that really ever could Feed that hunger I crave it I love it I gave it I shove it in a battery and save it for later A waiter in the Dorothy Pavilion in '89 I met some wierdos and had myself a real good time Downtown L.A. is a soul graveyard Where you got to be hard or get jacked It lacked a certain sense of something Something basic no karm int he least I broke east You know I had to face it I guess I flaked but it was no mistake because 311's got the boom My mic check is giving me Electric company I can't see the high wide sky Or stars above me Are you a flower Or more like a high rise tower If so the soul of sweet delight On you will shower There's a place for us they say is somewhere Not a dream but a place and you will be there Your slippin' but content because your spirit And hills are alive with the sound of music |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
I flip when I kick it trippin it
So I can check shit not in a daily style But once in every while so I can File check file check the files of my brain Many of meaning manage to come from the insane And the butcher the baker the fabulous drama maker A cracker on a truck goin' breaker breaker Listen to everyone then disregard it The maningful shit comes back back to where it started In your cranium surrounded by pot like a geranuim A capital 2 burns in my mind give me some peace I looked at her I looked at him and neither one did know Where the wild thoughts grow check it out I look for absolutes and there absolutely none The truth is what you shoot for not one Nothing brings it all together the journeys never done I'd sing you Stormy Weather but it's been sung so Let's have some fun Three Eleven hass grass roots Challenge comes and goes and there will be another I say bring it on The roots that grow underground are as big as the tree That you see if not it will fall down We waste so many moments standing on convention The only survey is when our heart pays no attention Move with persistence cover much distance Knowing no perdition that's my game for instance Three Eleven true to no tradition And the Three Eleven crew not dow with convention But a hundred different people already told what we about So I make not attempt to try and suss the stupid out I'd turned into a roughneck that was not my intention It doesn't even really matter unless I fail to mention that Peace to all crews that want some peace First the Mid then the West then we slide through the East A piece to any crew that want a peice But peace to all crews that want peace Check it out |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Now I know, fools get their own when they chit chat
Haven't heard yet but you can bet I'm not with that With that talk with the digi walk I stalk a bird you heard absurd word to the Fact I'm a cat nippin sippin on the flask Passin it talking shit but only if your ass In front of me cause you could run from me but In the end revenge send ends to the defendant I can't get get caught in the spiral cause every bit of energy It goes to my survival out my way I'm a flicka flacka blotter ya try to find a weakness But the shit keeps gettin harder Fourth of July with Lucy in Sky I remember pine trees and the coat of many colors I was nineteen I'd do anything Shit like that now scares me but I'd like to do it again It was Independence day I've seen the other side and I say I've been insane And I won't ever be the same Cuz we flow we must be fly First to flow Nickel my brother, so wise And then I rise Here's an ill kid pimpin' cuz he is so slick Step's from darkness his body electric A drone buzzes the air a cracklin' tone Then boomin' like thunder in a cosmic jungle Deathe defyin; like Knievel he weeble Words that will wobble awkward and evil Cuz he flow and rock the hardest of the crowds A marvel pow how you like me now I've returned the kiss of death the last Damien From the abyss fresh eternal alien Now famished from pathless way I ma, do damage To the wack MC's I know you can't stand this Right about now get down I'm the annihilator Rockin with the rhythm of my rhyme detonator |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
I can see it now have to show you how
The funny thing is that we couldn't have it any other way Still it kills me when we say All we've been through All the congs that I've sung for you We both know I'm gonna lose you I hate to be alone There comes a time to reap what you've sewn All we've been through All the songs that I've sung for you We both know I'm gonna lose you Let's think of all the good times Instead of wish we could times So much better that way This is what I ask for This is what I deserve Be careful what you ask for |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
I'm takin' to the bridge and there's a different country
I'm bringing with me the people I know deep down are funky Oh yeah we dap we got the juice it's on tap Never take the itme to rewind all the weak crap Here take it it's yours the gift is calling The sunshine be falling our way first every morning I'ma magician you see I'm christened with condition Held over from a future would I've come to you so listen There's a place out in deep space Where all the brothers chant and dance and rant And shave their heads like Buddha I'm a fly guy you know I'm smoother Of course no remorese is felt for all those loser crews I do not care what you do, I always screw up But when I do it's nothing like you, I wish you grew up You're saying anything like promist to get clean Won't kick half dead fucked up in the head Just get him out of here he's making me sick We push a sucker out With much force and much clout Didn't want to do it Thats not what were about But we got to have a limit How low can you get it Seems about time to Change the subject And sing about the wise eyed That makes me feel Good and never do I leave misunderstood Damn you know I feel good true I got a choice of what I'm gonna do It's like this that Swingin on my bat Mix a melody with some back chat Tell 'em again Dam I know you feel good too You got a choice of what you're gonna do it's like this that Nippin' on a cat Mix a melody with some back chat I'm rollin' slow no particular place to go so nothings changed The more things stay the same the more it doesn't matter To a latte day St. Bernard acting hard But I throw down like a crazy retard But what cold make a man Wanna walk around the school yard with his tool hard What could make the switch to call a woman a bitch It probably downed when you couldn't get a date to the prom And you were stuck with Beavis Let's leave us on a note of positivity I'm saying this for levity But if I leave it brief I call it brevity I said I see the people rocking Which means there's no stopping the flow And you can just tell 'em that you know Every night yeah we turning up And comin' off live Like and final 311 battle breakin idols On the one you never heard before You know the hardcore rockin Pumping the dance floor Leave ya feet sore lookin for your Micatin Cecause the mic is deadly int he mood we in Certified not fakin coool like a Jamaican Every time the enemy hear us they will be shakin' |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
The cold funk has you sunk feel the mids pump
Blessed are those who erupt when we turm up Right now we corrupt Cons the shades we don in the neon night We're gonna feed on the mics and blast through a pipe I gotta feed on the mics and blast through a pipe I gotta cool capability to toast and ill Yo my daddy told me, "Hey son you must act chill" Alien rough My galaxy is tough Here comes the bang of a hip-hop thang that we bring and swing Men from Mars aint ever gonna hang With dope Buddha's come to the stage we are attackin Space assassin naked live and never slackin Come a day on the way enter on S.A. Amplified form another world far away I got the pang of a gang and I come from the Southside Here's the thang that I bring and I promise to come live While the masses passes upon there fucking asses And if you don't see get glasses That is a shot out to the words of Curt Grubb The motherfucker is not scrub I said the man is the kind With the one that I call Brine Shrimp We nover ever do skimp I limp on a stage in a huff Like magic dragon I puff on the stuff of a Humbolt cone Then I'm stonded watch out Smoke the weed that come from Northern California Don't do no cocaine that come from Columbia That the thing that mash up your nature Mash up your body and mash up your culture Take a tip from the the flipped script of Daddy Freddy I give complete props to the one that rocks steady With dexterity and goes on and on and on And turn out the dope shit like the one that's called Pawn Shop Press yes it's on what's up P-Nut change it up |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Any different people can apply to drop the funk
It's not a country club review board steady talkin junk Many people would have it others go put and grab it Some trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbs I am the one who scores the herb When we're on the road P-Nut rolls it up Throw me a joint on stage what's up I will tell a cop that I know my fucking rights And we can match wits all night for real He said if I had nothing to hide Then of course I wouldn't mind if he looked through our ride Uh, no I'd really rather you didn't And no we don't have guns hidden We stood there for a while continue to decline Firmly, I didn't lose my mind I didn't let him break me he's just another human Not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day He couldn't make us stay We had our shit together It don't matter whether We sport the dread locks or a shaved head Or if we have a sticker from the dead I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curse Last week I keep an even keel and bow in place And face the music every minute Never could see my homey comin' till he passed Funky gas by my way all the day I couldn't laugh Oh by now I'm chill with it Bare ass in my face I'm ok but Chad's like "Uh-uh no he isn't" So I proceed to hear him get loose with the Fartin' all over my face sometimes my tummy He fucked with my flow although I thought it funny I probably wouldn't care if I smoked more kind bud But that wouldn't do me shit cuz then he'd fuck me more up Crazy ill and chillin' rude but I'ze a real cool dude He didn't believe the day would come when he would get his top But then one day right in front of his face I got him He looked over said "God damn get me some water" The one time I hadn't wasted till I got mine Smeared his nose with my armpit funk slime So you get it the picture just how sick we were then But before I jet "Hey yo Chad sniff my finger man" I can see a lot of people who feel like I do I can see a lot of people who feel like I don't I go on step lightly even when I'm heavy High jump the slump open up fot eh Revy Horton Heat Sweet what am I displayin' forgot what I was saying I know I must be laying a pipe you got a gripe With the way I get high Graffix bong sing along with a cry of a Mandatory sentence for a crime with no victim When everyone knows jail terms should be picked in Order of the pain that they cause Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law Until you violate the rights of another Respect the space of your sister and your brother The war on drugs may be well intentioned But it falls fucking flat when you stop and mention The overcrowded prisons where a rapists gets paroled To make room for a dude who has sold A pound of weed to me that's a crime Here's to good people doin time y'all Bare Ass Yeah x4 |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
In a minute everything you have can all be straight gone
In a minute things you though were tied can come straight undone How about some knocks on wood some so far it's so good any day What you think is solid earth can jump up and spread out To the north and south that's what plates are about Nature has no conscience no kindness or ill will The dreams they had make me sad because of the vides of them When one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened To me and my family my bro's and I were driving The RV bleeding flames us leaping through fire surviving Zoned with no home there was fire all on it Umm let me have my life I want it I'm gonna let you know that I said We're coming in kill we're coming chill We've comin in how we will Gone to tell the whole world what's the deal And I say know no critical boarder cuz We do what we want Got more funky styles that my laser jet got font Not one to get over sounding like the norm Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn All we coming with is a little bit of swing And we go on like it ain't no thing Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dance since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state Still we're down like that x3 Makin the funk that smells of skunk Such occasions occur back in the day It begins you're a raw kid all the way Son of a gun but they you drifted All are endowed but few are gifted At the break of dawn behaving like a spy Lampin in the light the cold world awakens Deeper is the light to open up the sky Look into my eyes see the dialatin' Omaha Stylee is the shit we come with man Embedded in out souls it breathes out from this band We always knew that we could Thank you if you too felt we would We will arise explore these worlds and find the grass roots How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew My dude on the one come off like Teflon Rock your shit and you will rise on If you're a farmer outstanding in your field say Do as you eill do as you wish follow your bliss say We travel round the world giving it our best Like to see the people dancing and bouncing and the rest The hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass We forged the sword chariots of war our battle axe There's much power in anger but loves a bigger banger Complete props to my crew this is what we do |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
We were born in the seventies
The rippin and rhyming and brethren see We're filling taste great In the old school I was eight Fot the new school I was late But in high school I was debate I rate in the great state of California I'm warning ya Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette! I kick nonsense in French tasty like Crepe Suzette I bet you gonna wanna try this but it takes niceness I like a beat that's unique and I like my head zooming And in my Continental you know that shit's booming With the diamond int eh back suicide doors You can look from here to eternity And never receive your morsel. Another tale of ordinary madness The girl who gave you her sex I heard was homeless say All I really wanna is to feel nirvana Won't you take me tonight and we just might find A bottle of wine and feel our nasty nature Your toung lickin' up my tounge Your radio pickin' up a smokey jazz love song Madness becomes you even though your Livin' life it's hard to exist when you're tempted By flesh you wanna bust through Beautiful legs in the bar there is poetry She bends and suspends and her ass Is a marvelous thing A dance dancin' at a club the Hereafter Who can't really dance but that doesn't really matter And she won't hear applause Cus your drunk and lost All light is gone Your arms spread like a cross And you're dreaming that the world Will soon fall apart Topless firl in your gaze Which is hazy Takes your dollar In the gutter without cigarettes Or wine your hungover I was warned of your normal Behaviour and felt My life was too short to Consider your wack self It's like this when you dip down And you are boxin' Reeling against the ropes and you Face some young Mexican Your scrappin' your kneck gets Snapped back your eyes have bled Your thinking' about a comeback But your takin' it to the head You little bastard Better watch you back Cuz we're after Your punk ass by God we're gonna jack it You're played out and small time And your show is over You're 'bout as lucky as a three leaf clover And your older ho bag sceezer In her droopy saggy skin Who thoughtshe was a model But in truth a never-has-been I'll slap that witch as if I were her pimp And my crew will attest to her fradulence |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Don't fear mere words cuz if it takes a word ruin ya
You should have already hard you're finished through and soon ya See that stifling sentences is so much more suspicious Much worse could come of that so much more delicious To the dastardly basturdly plans of little mice and men Ugly rears its head and speaks from now and then People love to disagree so avoid the endless bout make no attempt To try and suss the stupid out But of the racist institutions simple minds belong Not happy just being human, no wish to get along Little people need exclusions sucker groups to throng It makes them feel special it makes them feel strong Now I got a click but it's more like a family Not an ethnic trip more like an ethic see I write the rhyme today tell it to you later Whether were coming in wack or what it's a waste to be a hater Graffiti bombs-from the palms-love is so strong Can't be stopped too long For the night it will come Shaped in the form of Mars that stone afar Ghetto cool Oh well Now you feel the spell The color rocks the bell The king of swing rise to the top The thythm possessed in ya and it don't stop The mise is broken The demon locin' Dropping the bomb and all that is left is the smokin' Cloakin' chokin; the lyrics are spoken Infrared vision scopin' condition Now breakin' 'em all to pieces like a sly rap bandit Witha fly Lu-Kang kick in Mortal Combat and I land it So get your own back when I jam it cold and Hearing about you rhyme style been outmoded The dopest flow upon the planet Dope is the word the bro throw up on the down low goddammit You juice your fucking friends like Dracula But when we kick you out you're just brokula You left a big surprise from Pacific Bell Called all your relatives and your friends in Hell Now let me tell you something you fucking piece of shit You'll never have no money, now tell me was it worth it? You leave a trail of lies that's why you keep moving We won't come after you we'd only end up provin In the end revenge send ends to the defendant I know that statement's true I wear it like a pendant I know you'll hear this song so I think it's funny The name is theif or trust and money. Like Captain Picard we come hard in light years Our star has long bust but now reappears In your sky at night rising and immense Yes you see ourselves in the shine of it And so passing under the dome of the great sky Beware we are the stars holmes that you ruled by Where death reborn into the world is a gift So the future with no voice of its own will uplift All is gone All is calm y'all Set wrecked in L.A. In the Wetlands of New York Atlanta and Phoenix Portland, Lincoln and N.O. |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
You know patience pushing a dream brings my demons to life
Songs are vacations our soul salvation will you Suspend your disbelief I'd like to be the, thief That steals that jaded necklace that you're always wearing I'd take that thing and with my knive I'd start pairing so Chop chop piece piece and send it to the raiders of LA There are so many this land of plenty The things we lack straight square within our grasp Ever you do ever you think Whether you're brown or you're pink I think not thinkings better bout it When you stop to think The jaded ones will wither While the optimistic grow I settle that a bet will let a large amount So indulge me just for a minute imagine no one holdin out All trying for peace my brothers down Some others down it happens slow think you should know the direction that the world go peace They number six to make them feel like men They one up us cuz we're much to much for them OK the method to the mischeifs over there then Sike shazam we strike with the lightnin Through space we move and emit an ill tracer We're set to light your world kid we're your maker Check it our karma plus the avant garder Style of out sect wise to ways comes to wreck While the masses mill around curse in anguish 311 stompin' em down with the quickness We see all the crews that be comin' around Like a drive through Estes park you savor the sun But when the clouds come make animals |
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from 311 - Grassroots (1994)
Returning from the water cold alive and shining
Rock a mic in the afterlife while your moon is rising Heatin' up forcing steam whirling to be seen The dark held stars are the frost of my breathing Swimming through the darkness I'm a ghostly shark Developing like a photograph slowly in the dark The hearafter the action the main attraction One love in all of this that I'm going after Now there's fire inside but black space surrounds you You think "Where oh where am I" but even your light continues See through us see a soul we have not yet Learned to harness see the next world inside it We are the people of skin who left water Inside the dark womb inside of our mother Prone to the beat and vibe of our tribe We catch the drift and ride moving tides Out from a love that will keep on burning Now see yourself to the next world returning This life an old place we face to live again What is it to understand the heareafter |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
You've got to trust your instinct
And let go of regret You've got to bet on yourself now star 'Cause that's your best bet Watch me now with a wicked and wild and I said We come with the funky style That gets us known for the show And we'll mix the hip hop reggae if we say it is so And fuck the naysayers cause they don't mean a thing 'Cause this is what style we bring Now it's morning but last night's on my mind There's something I need to get off my chest And no matter what may come to shine The dream will always be mine All mixed up you don't know what to do Next thing you turn around and find the person is you Thought a freak might be the thing But the first could be the last so just get off your ass All mixed up you don't know what to do Next thing you turn around and find the person is you Thought a freak might be the thing But you know this will pass so just get off your ass You've got to trust your instinct and let go of regret You've got to bet on yourself now star 'Cause that's your best bet Watch me now with a wicked and wild and I said Sick sick bit got to have it Like bustin' in on a session but you got to call it quits Sick sick bit just can't quit Fact that you don't even know makes it fully legit Now it's morning but last night's on my mind There's something I need to get off my chest And no matter what will come to shine The dream will always be mine You keep me coming, That is a gal that'l kill 'dem stunning, Keep me coming, That is a gal that'l kill 'dem stunning, Keep me coming, That is a gal that'l kill 'dem stunning, Keep me coming, That is a gal that'l kill 'dem stunning, You make me nervous throat dry My brain is empty don't know why But I saw you doing something Which is really truly nothing But you could bust me out all day Many moons since first I saw you Many moons since first we did the do Many moons since first I saw you Many moons since first we did the do And why did I try when I knew it was no and Why did I try when I saw it was so But save it for late we should just let it skate Cause the waiting feel is fine |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Ooh you know we pepper you
With a sonic assault side step a you I cannot think of a better way That we could celebrate freedom Than make up a set of goals and cold beat 'em See dumb verbal tags like audio spaghetti Give a shout to the one they call yeti I bet he put the cabash on any foes whatsoever Like original brodel Trevor Positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley Scotish ralston shows up if you're lucky Ad raspler the sweed a friend in deed He's keeping an eye on the other guy's gred These are 311 characters I dubbed everyone The story ain't over but my rhyme is done It was the year that I first touched ground So I grabbed the microphone and I got down Just like James Brown gather round of our sight and sound Pound for pound we throw down rather profound I'll put you in another world I can't hear you Like having phone sex with a deaf girl No doubt we got the jams that'll smack ya I penned three books of lyrics 2 for action 1 for backup 'Cuz I'm a cold rockin' brother got transistor tunes And it feels real good to get close to you The brodels is the nazz and the nazz knows where it's at The brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter To be one who loves to be one who works The nazz not something that can be given The brodel is inside you it comes from within When I feel into the sea When the world came and kissed me Transformed my shit told the shark I was a dolphin Swam quick funny though Parranahs chilled and laughed at The way that I took off my polka dots on top of that The wales know I'm quick watch out And I get funky fresh as for the fishes I'm lit luminous I'm not nouveau techno I glow like a glacial In skin that swims faster than speed I am I be dropped out of nothing I will return to nothing Rotate my style my rhyme my way magician of a rythm Lover of animals damn I wanna hear 'em Aquatic my way I got soul shape Well I'm 6 foot 3 and like Mohammed Ali I float like a butterfly and sting like poison ivy Drive a 69 lincoln suicide doors Around the town I'm slinking fat subs of course we're the greatest show on earth You know we turn it out daily In and out of town like Baarnum and Bailey I know that is a simile but I couldn't resist From Solomon Roadie for the PJ's I don't think he'll be pissed I eat a cobb salad, smoked fish, duck, or clam chowder Chill with indica and Guinness Steer clear of white powder I run into my brother give him a pound and a yodel They know my word is bond talkin' bout the brodels The brodels is the nazz and the nazz knows where it's at The brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter To be one who loves to be one who works The nazz not something that can be given The brodel is inside you it comes from within And we're fresh dude just check my man P He said I will not muddle my mind with impertinency Lost a lot in vegas plays a lot of Sega Saw a phrase that he likes and put it on his leg And we're fresh dude just check my man D he said Comin' in ruff and tuff all systems are tweakin' People all over the world they must be thinkin' All the shit that we kickin' our shoes must be stinkin' |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Don't let me down, don't let me down again
Don't let me down, don't let me down again Don't let me down, don't let me down again Don't let me down, don't let me down again Swelled up eye's oh my the girl got beat And the stupid mother fucker who made you think so That punk is a coward let that be told I hear voices in the night that are electric He kicks theshit out of her because he's heartless She won't leave she has low self esteem He's got gravitational pull Sucks her body till her heart and her limbs grow cold Hang in there use your head How can i love you after you're dead Hang in there keep trying How can i love you after dying Here's what you got to tell him I'm thinking of a picture that's keeping me in stitch You're causing me a mental glitch 'Cause jealousy is such a bitch I hereby emancipate myself from that You can consider yourself free to flirt and chat With whoever you want It should have always been that way The way that you flant the way that you play My mind is blank slate i'm pretending you're erased You cannot let me down when i cannot see your face CHORUS Ode to a beat up girl, i know you're out there Stronger than you think, stand up if you care Get up off the ground, don't let me down Get up off the ground, don't let me down CHORUS And you, i'm a let you pass without kicking you're ass Because i'm above it you hurt someone i love It takes two to make a thing go right and that's trite But one just to sneak and weasel through the night If you hurt her again i'll fuck you up If you hurt her again i'll fuck you up, fuck you up If you hurt her again i'll fuck you up If you hurt her again i'll fuck you up, fuck you up |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Life could slip away in absent minded numbness
I'm only sayin this 'cuz I wish for the best When you always stay in self-incarceration I thinks it's such a shame Don't stay home this time no don't stay home If he don't have to he don't want to Don't stay home this time no don't say no Oh how I'd like to diffuse your time bomb anger It's screaming danger danger this kind of world Don't care if you're home so you better get some Don't stay home this time no don't stay home If he don't have to he don't want to Don't stay home this time no don't say no Everything I'm sayin' you can dismiss Because I sat alone on this past Christmas I deserved to be alone But I guess I should have gone home Hey don't break the mold kid just eat around it Yeah that's what I did I'll be running around the block For no apparent reason Somethin' you'll catch me doin' in any season Gotta break a sweat man gotta go bust out Biddy by by by by Good-bye to the drout, yea Don't stay home this time no don't stay home If he don't have to he don't want to Don't stay home this time no don't say no Don't stay home this time no don't stay home If he don't have to he don't want to Don't stay home this time no don't stay home |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Chill. light on my sight as my ego becomes
A funky child with some words on my tongue Be like intake of breath and my mouth gets loose While i scatter my spit i dream of juice Have you ever made out in dark hallways Displayed a kiss that made your day or say Play a track from your record collection It's your mix, congratulations We've changed a lot and then some some Know that we have always been down down And if i ever didn't thank you you Then just let me do it now I bet you light up when we start the show follow me now Very closely because i told you so you know We glow because we throw sun rays We be freaky and we wanna stay CHORUS Lightning strikes yo we be in that violent force of light Guaranteed to turn it out as bad as dolemite 'Cuz we're dope kidchange like a chameleon And the channel whenever that wack show real world is on You know we dazzle likeghetto box boomin' battles Rattle inside your head feel redeemed like cola bottles Fall in love with you teachers on the wax We are self made check the technique 311 in LA CHORUS Keep my feet on the ground Keep my head in the clouds Electrified by the sound Comes from the down And CHORUS |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Here comes the thunder down under
We're natural wonders Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger Suprises people of all shapes and sizes Dig on the decade and realize it's all funkay No matter this rude boy still got that swagger My ears have heard all these crews but we're badder Interracial, special, positive beings I am i be a cool awakening It's gettin hectic the metrics the body electric Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses This is the city we've reached we've come to Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves All the lights are red all the poets dead A familiar nightmare appears in my head Times are changin' myself i'm rearrangin' Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve blazin' Born to act out, born to act out Paranoid with a gat Born to act out, born to act out Think you know where it's at Born to act out, born to act out But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, born to act out Guns are for pussies I'm not from philly but some say i'm blunt That's just the way i am and i'm not going to front And yes i took a trip to find out about the ways of big City seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty Pretty older women in skirts conversation frisky Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whiskey Sad classic music on the jukebox of doom Hollywood blvd. barfly frolic room Tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage Some just having fun opening steam valvage I was one becoming the other hellbent to discover Had to pull up the reigns or else smother Take it brother all the way and then you're scared Don't want to be unprepared You're getting paranoid And then guns are shared You guys think that you're hard But you're in fear of being harmed I fear no man and i'm unarmed Born to act out, born to act out Paranoid with a gat Born to act out, born to act out Think you know where it's at Born to act out, born to act out But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, born to act out Guns are for pussies |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Coming like a nightmare word like I'm gonna go for it
Fuckin' around what ya got to show for it? Let it be know that I'm in the zone And whatever I need I just pick up the phone 'Cuz I'm true with it and you're new with it I just swing the thing and then I'm through with it I don't need friends to act like foes 'Cuz I'm Nick Hexum the one who knows About things... 'Cuz it takes two and we swings better than you Then it's time for the dub so we roll out the club And you know just what I do I'm hitting in the freak mode Puttin' on a load sippin' on a guinny Then lo and behold una vision from bottom to top And I just can't stop 311 show them the air is rarified But you don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied Grew up punk, listen to funk I'm a hyper type of fella that does not touch junk You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack That's waht you get when you're steady talkin' shit Not goin' for self that shit is on the shelf It's 95 and we go for the hive Listen up this you're gonna bump to this And if I'm feelin' mean I'm gonna clutch my fist Now when I say mean, I mean I'm gonna rock it You're gonna find out kid I'm bout to shock it When I'm on I'm gone I hear the beat that spawns The way we freak it and we kick up a storm The day we turn to pop the show will stop So feel the beat and get lost now Back to part 2 the hard way we play Sublime on time to all the fans I'm SA And if you don't know I say check the show Do what you got to on the dance flor> Some say the style is wack but I say fuck that Get the hell back and watch us rock the set We cast the mold bust it cold explode Megatrendsetters known around the globe Friends takin' you where you never been We done what we wanted craftin' poems You can rock there is a glow around you Lose control holmes just like we do Hard to obtain brotha' what's my name Mad to find unlike ya mamma and your masquerade I drive a mach-1 no dashboard Jesus I hear voices say that's Doug Martinez You're all up in my mix like fuckin' betty crocker You think you're playing me but actually you're a jocker You bad mouth me bitch man you givin me juice It aint nothin' but a party everybody get loose Notice what I don't do when stress steps to me Whatever your complaint so sue me I say fuck the naysayers and keep goin Gotta do what I gotta do to get the people glowin' So let everybody gather the more the better I represent the traveler him he's a shredder At ease with yourself and don't try to please me I'm just here today then quickly I'm out On the town one light I'm a glow worm For several hours wiggle jiggle like I'm a huge sperm Can't appreciate a brothers love of funky music You think I'm a silly rabbit 'cuz my style has tricks Of the way I feel now I just got to rock The music be poppin through me like electric shocks I think and blink and I wink but that shits not tiny 'Cuz in a blink of an eyelash you will not find me You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack That's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit Not goin' for self that shit is on the shelf 'Cuz it's 95 and we go for the hive |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Well i beat a bad rap when i skip a soul trap
Just trippin' and laughin' at the crap Dap is what i get the best skins that i hit You know we rock the fuckin' joint and we split Singin' an ryhmin's what i'm better for When i describe i'm a scribe with a metaphor I use a simile lightly 'cuz that shits played The common way most ryhmes are made, ya know I rock like this i flow like that But all those comparisons are just that Kickin' different styles i'll be right here Today, tomorrow, next week and next year I always say what i feel and that is a promise Nothing in life is above being honest Sauna is cool compared to being on stage But that's how it's gotta go in the stone age The fame in my game i name rapture Like a polished rock i'll make it shine for sure Word is that i've travelled become unravelled I been around the world baby gimme an apple I'll be your boogie man rather than son-of-sam What i am is what i am Though we don't have too long to love a day a night We only love those who,love us right back The kid is smart the kid is clever Stompin' in jack-o-lantern's weather Backpack strapped 'cuz the world is cold Headphones pumpin' don't ya know The kid is smart the kid is clever Stompin' in jack-o-latern's weather Rocks his hood and playes it mellow While maple leaves change into yellow And oh shit damn honey at it again Tryin' to beat my high score since the age of ten See my high score flash on the back glass I was malcontented doug in gifted class Now heres the deal we came to heal we gonna rock in rio Oh no it's not a joke it's how we feel Put to test like a sugar ray scientist I'm always dancing in my sunday best I'm betting on my bliss and my path is lit' see The microphone is live and i'm rockin' my body Smooth like reggie miller in an airborne freeze frame Funky like the kung-fu that can put you to shame CHORUS I'm like hey wait a minute Give a check on two then i' ready to begin it With a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkies Give a fat shout out to the phunk junkeez Striken like a cancer taken chances But i love to see the girl windin' like the belly dancer Standin' up front with a tight stomach showin Me on stage singin, flowin We just kickin' it live we just kickin' it live 'Cuz if you can't kick it live you gonna die 'Fraid so punk so quit talkin' junk You need a live show like a ball player needs a dunk |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Hey you got to step outside to see what's going on
Hey you can't run and hide when the 'psybin trip is on Not like this have you seen such green A spot like this becomes serene I'm glad your here i have no fear We trip the 'shrooms fantastic And shit gets drastic elbow pull and kick We trip the 'shrooms fantastic 'N sit gets drastic, check it out Right now my brain is fragile But you seem so agile we'll amke it in tea And we'll see what there is to see CHORUS Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Boom boom you got the spinning of the room Quite right you got the breaking of the light Boom boom you got the spinning of the room Quite right you got the breaking of the light Ad the sun and the moon and the spinning of the room It does to my sight what the prism does to light You're quicker than me ridiculous see You come follow me get lobotomy You're quicker than me ridiculous see You come follow me get lobotomy CHORUS Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco Make an instrumental add a little vocal Take to the stage and make the people go loco |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Not I'm not the type to just act like I know
Puttin on an angle putting on a show Speaking on nothing makes you a stunt I'll tell you right here yo I don't front I cross the t's and skip nonlegitimacies Or else please I cannont handle all the negative vibe merchants Is that all you have in you per chance So much angst an pain it's so wack You should take a tip from the one Frank Black Play some pachinko play some parcheesi Cause all the angst shit is just cheesy It's the 311 bliss too smooth for pissed Lyrics talkin loud again Yeah we are the party men Cosmetics that you fretted We sport the high asthetic Here go rap kickin the dazzled crazy mathematic I am what I am mix some old school jams onto tape cuz the Party's in the crates I scan step into the realm What you gonna do Get the party people something funky to listen to Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Bodyrock pop and lock here's an example Boulevard chrome beats always ampin your temple Punks get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun like stolen bikes on the blacktop born to sing a lyric Immaculately concepted No strain in your game if your game is respected Come as you are radio star Drown out the hatred with a rhyme An electric guitar dispatched when rap shattered The glass of radio access May we turn some soul on their rythmless dances You know the time and they'l know the scoop They'l say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap group Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been outmoded So just quityourbellyachin' You're saying that your tortured Give me a fuckin break and Maybe take out the source Of your disparing what do I mean Kick the fuckin heroin I speak from experience Because I didn't see clearly once Acting like I dunce In 1989 I was cocaine and Jim Beam But now it's 95 and I'm ginseng Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see Misdirected hostility, that's what you got see |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
I believe in your purpose baby
Coming up to the surface and maybe I'll never see you again then again who knows Make me quiver hands will shiver Still got all the things that i woulda give her Yeah, yeah but it's slow going Something's showing yeah, yeah Love is a stream that will find it's own course Making due is a thing a thing i will do no more Whenever you come back i'll be waiting Trifling the slack no head gating This is all pure fiction you know that's right Just pure fiction that's all right I believe in your purpose baby Coming up to the surface and maybe I'll never see you again then again who knows Make me quiver hands will shiver Still got all the things that i woulda give her But it's slow going something's showing Yeah, yeah |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy
Go back rocket man into the sky you'll see Hear it all the time, come back rewind Aliens are watching up in the sky Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy Sound boy when you come round Sound boy won't you stay No one gonna harm you The all want you to play I watch th birds of prey that Hunt the canyon below my house Looking for a meal like a lizard or a mouse I wonder if they appreciate the setting like me To control your own direction choose to be free And i reserve the right to be as trite as i want And you can lick but don't bite I toss you here to vermont I kick it lickety split And hand it to the man in the tan van And as for you and your crew i don't hate you Peace is my priority 'cuz marley said for sure-ity Just what do you think i'm doin'? I'm not just here for screwin' Yo and if it's sore take care of it Perhaps from too much stucking But anytime your aware of it then keep on fucking You know we cool Hey hey isn't that random? When we come bout people get ready Hey hey isn't that random, gonna freak do it national Sound boy gonna rock you People rock steady Hey hey isn't that random? To be the one who has it all is not that hard And i'll be that type of dude in a funky car I dream of a suit that will fit my rhyme When i recognize my girl from a former life I love it when the only sound that i hear Is your infectious laughter I will hear you again in 800 years If i'm still lucky Go north on outpost then take a left on mull-holland To me that's where i like it and macapa drive is callin' I get up to the sun and then i stretch out Beginning to look like summer And i'm down with no doubt. (swing) CHORUS I break a silly peace for offering Rap weasel then i'm boffering I'd give you an exclusive on my playlist The thought and styles i kick are from a radom hat pick That's why most radio will never play this tell 'em again Me a rude boy from omaha nebraska Sick as a porno flick yet gold as precious laugter Many don't agree but we can't care about that 'Cuz we're never gonna wear the old hat. spoken |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
Take a chance n something star you gotta
All the live long day If i had to name one thing would data Be hard pressed to say You can say that i'm gushy At least you know what i think I know that i'm lucky i know you're on the brink You got it good good good you got it good so good You make up ridiculous words Which mean exactly nothing I know just what you mean and that's the funny thing It's understood it's understood Buddy buddy buddy i know why you wander Through the sweetness on the ground The sweetness of the flowers You make your way on a cloudy day You've got to move The world you prove is too sweet yeah We parted much too soon i know but that's how it goes There's someone better out there for you and me Can't wait to get on the road and feel the shows And be like phenomenon 1 and 2 and 3 I don't mean to brag and i don't mean to boast But i'm the guy could that give you the most It's good good good it's understood CHORUS |
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from 311 - 311 (1995)
People sing about the coming of spring
But what is comin' down around it's snow or it's rain It's insane and i'm still in the same gang The way the weather act's it's a shame ok Badder behavior in our shit is flavor Grandiose endeavors yes the quest is greater Make no mistake i know the time and i wake I slip only when p-nut gets me baked from that shake Yeah you can't fuck with this You're walter middy don't take it as a dis But the fantasy has got to end this minute I had a fucking dream and yo now i'm in it I've been at many function but i know i'm about the function If someone brings you down keep punching We bunched in a little house where conditions got squalid But where we at now - solid I concur time it slurs and it blurs The vision like a drug and yo it's the word How absurd deliver us from nerds And funky 40 oz glass littered curbs Soon the church pitted bell will clang Boys on the corner mack with slang play a dice game When i walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick rub it on with vicks 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick we got the elixir Rub it on down with the sweet super mixer Late night radio players late night airwave invaders Yeah we got the force late night radio Zooma zooma zooma yeah we got the boom Blowin' up the spot so so give us room We prowl sometimes we howl hysterical When we take the stage see a miracle I realize today nothing is more vestigial Than the young space walkin' individual For years and years bubbling up with soul power To detonate this planet or reach another Yeah we take it up a notch We diggin' the shit so deep like ralston digs scotch Botch this and i'll regret it no that's not what i'm saying Remember this instead i'm staying We played in a little house where conditions got squalid But where we at now - solid We hauled a van with a rv that was a bad call It all went up in flames but i haven't seen it all Homey steps to me and say hey where ya goin' Oh just headin' back to where i done my growin' If you must go somewhere over the rainbow The adventures of a cosmic hero From planet to planet my tags a crater If you're not in the future you're not here either Labeled psychedelic we can play disco When the going gets weird you know the weird turn pro Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick rub it on with vicks 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If your feelin' sick we got the elixir Rub it on down with the sweet super mixer Late night radio players late night airwave invaders Yeah we got the force late night radio |
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from Nowhere (어디에도 없는 영화) [ost] (1997)
Let the games begin if you wanna fuck with me
You can't disturb the course of P & C & T & D & me I'm on a mission To set straight The vice, the curse, the date, the gate relate to this. I insist B it's weak to dis see I'm runna up so suckers stick to your 40 How could I give a damn, give a damn if you approve what it's about. I just freak out Just guess ya'll c'mon come back slipped outta whack as the master. Laid out the music Death I just say fuck you, the void unknown we're thrown through while lost in life's psychedelic trip we take There's another more bizarre we have to make world we have nowhere beyond Take out the earth the bass is gone At life's end we'll feel the calm How strange we should be here at all Chorus: If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' To all my friends, it's not the end the earth has not swallowed me yet Into whose womb were you woven what kin of your skin dropped you then Bodies cloven Light of daybreak blinded next exit The wild darkness forming inside it My day wasn't promised me each death it brings reminding me we Are rumbling through this cursed universe where death is birth Think not but what your manifest is worth Giving up a verse the curse occurs a thirst To burst first breaking through the center of the universe Slamming down on the lingo flow so jam to the bumrush single Long ago has been become now when you find out there's no break In the rhythm. Black anima makes my stamina stand alone disown the cinema farewell to posing decades dozing comin up the steps of the new Screen rising scenes from the lost world shapes hard to tell. Which is which as if drawn by a child holmes Chorus This is the heat to flush your face |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or two
The one with old wood creaking that would burn away right on cue I try to be not like that but some people really suck Some people need to get the axing chalk it up to bad luck I know a drugstore cowgirl so afraid of getting bored She's always running from something so many things ignored I might do that stuff if it didn't make me feel like shit I'm on some old reality tip so many trips in it Beautiful disaster Flyin' down the street again I tried to keep up You wore me out and left me ate up Now I wish you all the luck You're a butterfly in the wind without a care A pretty train crash to me and I can't care I do I don't whatever I know a drugstore cowgirl so afraid of getting bored She's always running from something so many things ignored I try to be not like this but I thought it'd make a good song There's nothing to see shows over people just move along Beautiful disaster Flyin' down the street again I tried to keep up You wore me out and left me ate up Now I wish you all the luck You're a butterfly in the wind without a care A pretty train crash to me and I can't care I do I don't whatever |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
There are days i wanna leave LA
I wanna break out the maze Escape the dark haze these days So many kids i know your feelin' crazed Craze materials thangs and makin' slave wages Baggy pockets only got laudry fluff Livin' where rich people always buyin some stuff So you try to act tough and hide what's inside Hold your head high gettin fucked up and throwin' dice As bad as yours and and bad enough i'm sure My heart wants to love but must navigate through war Cuz seein' that we're wired to short circuit Must mean the meek who will inherit the earth Already work it There's a land by the sand grab the money Plastic the life end of the century People actin fake can't see the omens Wake up yourself cause change is comin Theres a land by the sand grab the Mountain Dew Hollywood is such a place fuelin the frenzy And everybody starts to peep around corners Before they take their snapple they know thier borders In this $19.98 plus shipping and handling type nether- World everytime merchandise dips in our coffers We buy that imagine that cost of livin' uh huh The fakest shit and act cool our friends are watchin Attention shoppers check the section in your reflection Don't you feel so good does it enhance your fresh Complexion You gotta have it you got to have it x2 As the world turns and all the money we burn On the bullshit to make us happy sometimes we never learn We're self centered we think we're better We look down as a people upon our elders Theres a land buy the snapple grab the money Now let go of it cause its dissolving It created all your fears and kept you hustling Made you sever all the ties to your family |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
I wanna do what's right
be kind to everybody open up to light let it flow through my body But sometimes I'm unsure I tell my baby I'm slippin' into darkness I'm creepin' into darkness I don't want to start this I'm attracted to darkness Be positive with life see the godd in everybody But sometimes I'm unsure I tell my baby There's something going on In my heart I feel it weigh me down so i reach up for wide blue sky try to pull it into the deep arc of my arms |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
This song started as a rant against haters
But that'd be giving in to the instigators if there is one thing i'd like to pull off When someone steps with hate all i do is scoff You can't burn me Can't burn me The same force that flows through every circuit The juice that's spent everytime you work it Every life form is based on this simplicity The soul that you have is electricity You can't avoid that Evolution is fact We're all from the same Lucy Despite differences you see I'm in disbelief at what people will believe All along i thought we had our hearts on our shirtsleeve If one thing i can say as a piece of advice Don't believe it till you see it and then see it twice It's so funny It's not funny Chorus A call out for unity In every province and city What do you think we've been saying Since we first started playing |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Between Mars and Jupiter
There's a gap For another planet Now way back yeah Maybe a mad man Just blew the shit Out of it Now we're tryin' To get back In alignment Explains why we Go through cycles Always tryin' to find it Closin' into the age Of aquarius Crazy weather Floods Tornadoes Low jet streams Not gettin better Enterin' a twilight zone Activities grown Every single day More people spottin' UFO's Let's come together with this New coast shit we got the motherfuckin' kids Now let's freak this shit It's messed up when you're feeling Everything is wrong takeover the Pentagon It's fucked up in this paradigm Cuz i'm burnin' fossil fuels I dont even need too free energy has been harnessed we don't use it why cuz the techniques been suppressed the hours glass has passed through granules thats cool we gotta break it bust all these rules and switch change up the pitch rearrange our views and this dumb shit we'll ditch chorus I found a bootleg of the cosmic conscious then erased it visualized the breath technique slowly became it now something is watchin' me since i have found the keys to free this energy my high speed light body cuz the galaxy is crazy it doesn't amaze me that we're livin' out of phase and quickly decaying 6 protons, 6 neutrons, 6 electrons is encoded in this plane we live on |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
When i shadow box inside my skull
bothered by the senselessness I wish for the messiah, Indian woman, Babylon There is one thing I will say on life we are livin let it flow cuz it won't stop and when the kind consciousness come unto you you will know and it won't stop When i wipe the sleep from my eyes will my fondest dream please come true crush my heart with a hammer make a purer one Babylon Chorus But mean people I say choke on it gagging all the way may you remember the texture for days but you'll get used to the feeling of your pride chugalug it time after time learning your lesson will do you fine |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
sometimes the only thing that saves you
think of bad things luck never gave you and although true love has just left you well at least you mother kept you be sure that a dreams alive there only short burst in life are you able to be satsfied do you expect fun all the time hey we can rock it easy and lay it in the fold hey we can shake you simply just by being cold and if it falls apart will you still be my friend get back we're gonna stick together and so many things that have gone wrong at least you have ears to hear this song and if you reading in close caption there's still bad things that could have happened long time since we've first came here and sometimes we fall on deaf ears one thing i've got to say before sales die stay positive and love your life |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
You're a thousand light years running through my brain
Reminding me that no one's sane Not all the time Yes You're a thousand light years running through my brain Reminding me that no one's sane Not all the time Yes i still remember you In a way that you'd want me to I man a man you know see Who will do right for you Never let your regret make you wish we had not met I cannot think that way yeah I drove you crazt i see that plainly You waited on pins for me But needles never ever love What did you think of |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
do you want me to cry?
cry for you how can you say that you're blue a rich rock star you are yet you still complain that's insane imagine if you had a child of two you're a single mom with a son named two you work a long hard day just to bill pay with no time to play then what would you say still in this world what it means to me losin' my grip as i trip on anomalies my third eye is the prize of unflyin' horus the pleadies will smash out of taurus energy pure decompose in the porous soil of life moving on it's courses crystals 'neaththe surface radiate the cycle combing minerals they will flex and let go toxically were built to never last cuz the waste we make all day steady growin' fast I get up intake my blue-green algae let it penetrate strengthen my grasp holistic healers dealin' our galactic growth reversin' fx of shit wrecked Chernobyl Wanna take it further Let's take that funk further Wanna take it further Let's take that love further We've all got pain that's real And we should say how we feel And i've felt so alone But i know i've always got a home The question i'm upserving Gamma waves bacterial plagues cow mutilations all the time not to mention visitations more than 2000 years of fuckin' with our fears the only thing true we gotta love each other try to keep a positive vibe they make it tough for ya you're cut off and lonely while you hustle for dough we can overcome the wrongs while we're reachin' the point stick together all forever now continue to flow |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Whoa oh prisoner
My pretty oh oh prisoner A black ocean is the sky above Tiny lights bob what star you from Trapped in material plane She wants to fly and they think she's insane But she knows what she know Give that girl wings and that's all she wrote Twilight zone twilight zone I'm Floating in the dark alone and Is there any love out here let me know A laser lights the top of my dome Then through my body As if Scotty's Beaming up a wayward soul Mutant races in an ancient universe Dark shadows humans rhymin' in a reggae verse It's gone if you blink I can see it as soon as you think it Dancehalls crystal balls On sidewalk malls Psychic people outdoors reading palms I believe that you know more To survive the dimension is four oh oh prisoner my pretty oh oh prisoner Look at the way she's searching Trapped in a world that's hurting So bad it makes her cry But i won't let her say goddbye |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Ooh, what else can i do
Ooh, what else can i do Ooh, face in a screw Ooh racing to prove You never remember The blossom sender Still in a Rub A Dub style Long time you don't know what I'm doin' Whoa Long time see troubles are brewin' yeah Stick to the way you rock it and know that you'll cope with that Not gonna let it sit till i say, quot;how dope was thatquot; Keep your head pumpin' till you get in the zone not giving up, not going home Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow Nobody can really say cuz nobody really know only thing that matters if it's funky to you You got a choice of what you can do |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Here in the world
feel it flowing river of life on a human journey dont be afraid of becoming the sea don't worry yourself many stories will be left untold but understand everything must go Slow slow lover rub you down we don't want no one hurting don't make a sound oh livin' is a journey walking believing running for shelter now slow slow lover rub you down we don't want no one hurting don't make a sound oh living is a journey walking believing running What's that you do you're running around there's people that need you and you're letting down and when it's time to care you always leave town don't hurry yourself there's some wildness there and mercy it's the emptiness we love touching Chorus Give thanks and praise for good things you found humble people not ashames nor proud and always try to keep your feet on the ground and love yourself |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
I am a music lover and some how i get paid
This song would still exist if no money was made That's the difference I summed it up in a sentence I'm sittin' here perfectly still cuz I've got No p;ace to go Be about two months until we light up the show follow me now I sing of Spring it's a marvelous thing What else swing the thing you bring Yo i gotta say hola Orange county to Angola I go back to the beat It never lets me down Zone in and let it Rola I deem stream of sweat that connects me to you I still be about that thing you do We dip dip dive and herbalize I don't look over my shoulder but i know there are spies But then long time crew stuck like glue You never let me down Always came through Always kept the flow Even when you didn't know Don't ask us We make it up as we go Chorus Seems like people are the viruses and earth is simply tired of us so many headz what if something would give and kill off our race maybe diseases from space arriving from a comet with a trail left for the planet say the wake it created was the start of the end filled with spores that we engineered plant pathogens what's in the future for the view is many changes humans could be in danger what would you eat to be a remainder as your food is maimed to take you out the frame some would vaporize some would remain the same suckers with no cares about the wave of the world i feel their lives are destined for hard times too There's a parallel universe that might be blocked but by emotion we put in to it we could unlock I'm not sayin' we could escape fate tunneling in this vast untranslatable energy filled of dust and ash |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Massive Laminate Fortress
Hazy cannibus porches Saying no to the bores It's not mine or yours then i said The wait sucks i don't mind waiting Once you get there there's no more gates and i gotta say Stealing Happy Hours Don't wait one minute more to ask me You make me feel like Hank Chinaski In war all the time war war all the time We're snatching bits of time that No one else can seem to find |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
Now i don't know you you don't know me
But i can show you where's the beat And you can do as you feel as long as you move Two perfect strangers sharing a groove Suckers step up and want to cause friction But violence is for those who can't handle diction Competion is waning circumnavigate the draining Complaining about those who are steady maintaining the jam Jump into thE pit and just slam Big respect goes out to those who can Lose their shit once in a while Act a fool just to mark time yo that's my style |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
when things are outta whack
and they might collapse and at the end of the day you still can't relax and physically you ache like a cavity feelin' the blind on your mind and the rest of your body listen to your heartbeat flow and imagine become jackson pollack air brush chinese dragons on a sky blue conversation van or electra buick of the mind full of luminous matter and slowly all the pressure recedes and you stop to decay naturally think clearly ultimately through your grace will give way to traffic jams submachine guns in hand city red-necks who think like the omega man feelin' the extremes of the times we're livin' stockpile spaghetti-o's and cheerios plannin' to survive that fall-out shit its not ambiguous it be continous its all about us its for real man the continuous life there is no end movin' through life movin' through death my radio emits a signal form a strange noise the kind of which i've never heard before i scan the dial for more stations but all i get is an eerie feelin' i'm not dreamin' this is the real dealin' there's nothin like this trance i'm caught in a daze cuz i'm finally out of my body the blue lights are ablaze yeah i'm really amazed and feelin' so light that's right lift off and i'm into the sky as if a hologram were created to shift my conciousness changed again and i'm flung in the rift i wanna be free i wanna do right i move through the portal to be purified |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
If you want more beats for you buck there's no luck (x4)
Then there's no luck Then again if you came for drama then I can't understand a Music critics, music critics Not afraid of a guy who'll tell you he's never been in a mix Been in a mix, been in a mix We're from the grassroots so big up to out friends Every crew, every click and every posse Big up to all the heads not of hypocracy You're a transistor Lightning resistor Conducting to the mother Star That's what you are Renegade sound system three eleven (x4) Three eleven (x2) Brothers from another planet and Here once again Automatic (x2) Quantum saints of the universe In a holographic Cosmic Remix (x2) From the mysterious blue planet We can breathe anywhere Underwater, out in space, and in L.A. Your polluted air's no problem for these homeys |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
You're a power spot rotating
everchanging transmitting like a radio wave frequently feeling what's goin' on Times are weird all this static things erratic seems like we lost the magic see hear how clear is inner quality a yin and yang type of thang sacred geometry ascending mad energy crazy bad you're something NASA fucking wish they had Tune in for those who are wantin' vision feel it from within sing along you're a star creator soul craft generator movin' through time and space son you're a liberator but you're memory has been erased the things you knew misplaced check it out Babylon life style we scorn now we live again in L.A. Tokyo and New York come on pay a fee smoke your booty weed put gas in your tank keep your city bumpin' |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
with the words slaying me slow
the verbs that just don't flow confusing use of time partial stoning of the heart waiting for something to start confusing use of time but the trying again makes me think it's all gonna end confusing use of time but everytime i turn the volume down all that i hear is the deafing sound of your hearts pound chorus today, the longest day hearing repeating things you'd say confusing use of time can you hear the void that i describe what can i say the vacancy sounds like confusing use of time |
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from 311 - Transistor (1997)
The word that i head was so absurd
I can't believe it slipped from my lips The tongue from which it was sung was so dumb I wish to pull it from my skull What the fuck was i thinking |
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from Burning London : The Clash Tribute [omnibus] (2000)
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say There's many black ears here to listen But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right Charging from the bass knives to the treble But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack 'Cos it won't get you anywhere Fooling with your guns The British Army is waiting out there An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons White youth, black youth Better find another solution Why not phone up Robin Hood And ask him for some wealth distribution Punk rockers in the UK They won't notice anyway They're all too busy fighting For a good place under the lighting The new groups are not concerned With what there is to be learned They got Burton suits, ha you think it's funny Turning rebellion into money All over people changing their votes Along with their overcoats If Adolf Hitler flew in today They'd send a limousine anyway I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf Who looks so sick in the sun I'm the white man in the Palais Just lookin' for fun I'm only Looking for fun |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
We bust the sound
the kids all gather 'round and what's comin' from their radios they all turn down the creativeness we are scientists move 'em with soul move 'em with this and when the bass kicks we get intimate and with the music and the people yeah, they're into it takin' off, crusin' through the air the sound is aerodynamic let me take you there However I'm a cool and mellow man always got a plan copin' up problems every time I can I'd like to be known as a great communicator if you got beef don't save it for later I battle evil weekly, monthly, yearly but every step I take the devil stays near me otherwise maintain on the globe just another space trippin' vato You can't fade me Massive yang and yin on this earth we spin and sometimes I gotta center find out who I am I chill out I let in the wind I gotta feel the force of the planet on my skin I got news for ya, it ain't nothin' nice we all got demons, we all got vice the struggle never ends to keep it in check but I never stop trying to make the trek whadup Uh, uh which one is it who ya gonna believe undivided in my material being undivided life you can't fade me desperate the cling I made to posetivety stay gettin' it on till the doubt is gone if you could be dissuaded you were dead all along like, what's up now you can't fade me still in the same old trade of positivity |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Got to
Got to You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Hear why To come original it ain't nothin' strange You got to represent you got come full range That's full range of emotion full range of styles When you come to town you'll have them comin' for miles Come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Hear why Black Eyed Peas they comin' full range and NOFX they comin' full range and Roni Size he's comin' full range The one Mr. Vegas you know it ain't easy A warning to the crews out there who think they're hot If you're not original I guess you will get shot Down by the kids neglectin' your art, the stuff you did Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed Cuz when the lightning flashes sweet electricity All the world then stands revealed with the clarity Of raw voltage, briefly we see and the hope is You'll be able to tell just what dope is Come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Hear why Funk slap bass mixed with the dancehall and Hip-hop beats and punk guitar and Deadly on the mic is the one SA The name is 311 and you know it ain't easy This is not a test there's no time to mope How you gonna cope with the radioactive isotope And boss DJ illness upon you now quickly Infecting you fast upon the airwaves This message brought to you by the so large system Activate and attune yourself with mediation And green plants they've got mad life they're sentient They're beautiful as you and they like to dance Everything we do we gotta come original Put your hand up in the air and prepare for battle Sit upon the rhythm like a tire upon a rim We do it non-stop and then we do it again Some of them whine and some of them bitch They can not do it never switch Comin' up from the heart and Delivered with a wild pitch Sit up on top the rhythm like a wild stallion This is the ruling system Come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainters come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Come original |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
You got a wishing well within
That's ready to begin See how we roll See how we roll I'm trying to compromise Because with me there are no lies See how we run It's already begun Now that I'm back to a pushing pen That weighs two hundred tons I'd like to drop it on you And watch it all fall through Nobody knows just what You're battling inside You can hide Nobody knows just why Most everyone will lie If they need to The ones who aggravate you most And happen to be ever close Seem to be the ones lurching For the same things that you are searching The ones that make you feel ill And you think that nature should have killed Those you curse when you're alone Seem to be so close to home (Chorus x2) Not an even field to be on Feels like standing still for eons and eons Stare it dead in the eye, what now? All we can do is try to shut it down Shut it down |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
My computer is future shockin'
download this and you'll start talkin' upgraded, you're now walkin' compatible with all that is rockin' comin' on fast, it's gettin' digital it's so huge, like a spiritual rippling out to every individual this is life, it is a miracle Evolution has exponential timing it'll be half as long till the next breakthrough that blows our mind its up to the people to brave on with experimentation move forth the species by using our imagination But can we handle it could we dismantle it or should we fear the void and just be para-paranoid? if it's understood it could be used for good, and would if you will believe in all we can conceive On the periodic table they got it all wrong let me lay it down for you in this song people want PT, they want AU but lemme tell you what you really ought to do figure out ways to master silicon fiber-optic connectors, whatever's beyond so many people don't even attempt to understand the limitless possibilities of man Evolution has exponential timing it'll be half as long till the next breakthrough that blows our mind its up to the people to brave on with experimentation move forth the species by using our imagination But can we handle it could we dismantle it or should we fear the void and just be para-paranoid? if it's understood it could be used for good, and would if you will believe in all we can conceive I feel trapped, i gotta adapt remain calm collecting before I get zapped my computer is a rebel, acting all fine and just like that payin' me no mind what's up, is it's program over come by a glitch is it becoming conscious and if so, ain't that a bitch i'll paid too much for this piece i'll be damned if it tries any funny business it'll be the one that pays the price Evolution has exponential timing it'll be half as long till the next breakthrough that blows our mind its up to the people to brave on with experimentation move forth the species by using our imagination using our imagination But can we handle it could we dismantle it or should we fear the void and just be para-paranoid? if it's understood it could be used for good, and would if you will believe in all we can conceive Yes we can handle it we could dismantle it we should not fear the void and just be para-paranoid if it's understood it could be used for good, and would if you will believe in all we can conceive |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Along the way to close my eyes
I lost where I was going the more it will spin the more that I try to stop my mind flowing away, away to all that I despise along the way to close my eyes You can't be let down if you don't expect the world expect to lay awake and by your sleeping girl if somebody cares then there is no way you can tell cursed consciousness is your private hell Along the way to close my eyes I lost where I was going the more it will spin the more that I try to stop my mind flowing away, away to all that I despise along the way to close my eyes Tick, tick, tick the clock bludgeons your mind endlessly replaying times that were unkind go away sun I'm not prepared for you today it seems you are, it seems you are, huh! Along the way to close my eyes I lost where I was going the more it will spin the more that I try to stop my mind flowing away, away to all that I despise along the way to close my eyes |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Y'all ready red ready for 3 3 3 311
Y'all a all ready red red ready for 311 I'd like to stay here just like this It's just a momentary bliss That's all we can hope for That's a reason to cope for This life, this life and no more (SA Chorus) You will be immortal man One in the hand You will know exactly then What you have You found the cure A Morse codes for rapture Get with your rhythm Get with your nature The momen't running down a mountain It can be captured from a fountain Sometimes all that it can be Absence of agony Pleasure from the lack of pain (SA Chorus) Serendipitous my travels throughtout time I grab a moment like a thief and then I make it mine Nothing will compare to you realization When you come to find out your your object of fixation (Nick Chorus) I try to freeze time try to freeze time for your mind Perfect snapshot to always rewind Golden buttered jam golden buttered jam for you slam Remember it in your synapse diagram Sweetness is you bein' Zen human walkin' Steppin' out from shadows Flowin' like a breeze soft and When dawn unveils the morin star risen Feel the life feel the love your christened With this life not ours not for long But for the taking take it The birth light breaking break it Between the light and dark is a seen That is caving in Mutating rearranging your soul Changing form again (SA Chorus) Srendipitous my travels throughout time I grab a moment like a theif and then I make it mine Nothing will compare to you realization When you come to find out you new object of fixation (Nick Chorus) (SA Chorus) |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Check it check it check it out
got clout and you know that Large in the margin my drama unfolds behind closed doors told on the down-low i believe that I'm so but really, i don't know maybe it's better, but I can't think so maybe its better to fight, one never ever knows believe the rumors that grow like tumors more fun than the truth that we know Trying too hard to reach a higher plane Will fuck you up when you least expect it you think you're moving closer when suddenly you wrecked it but all the same, the pain gains wisdom as if you ain't had enough then you're in some prison of your own creation mental dilation look at what your facin' placin' blame in every direction (what?) but in the end it's your own infection, (di?) There's no way to avoid listening you'll always end up listening here's hoping the voices aren't too unkind here's hoping the voices are benign it's easier when you hear it there's no reason to fear it it's you you You think they'll probably find you well then you're probably right cause they'll come back to remind you, for eternity of when you gave up the fight, yeah somehow they always will find you the voices in the night, every night keep comin' back to remind you, for eternity of when you gave up the fight There's no way to avoid listening you'll always end up listening here's hoping the voices aren't too unkind here's hoping the voices are benign it's easier when you hear it there's no reason to fear it it's you you |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Well I say
Leaving this Babylon I said I'm leaving this babylon I'm leaving this Babylon I will not be too long now I will not be too long Since my people are starvin' But your money's runnin' I said my people are starvin' But your money's runnin' I see a dollar dollar tucked down real low You ain't got nothin' to show Gun step right to the door Not gonna come back no more Cause the politician lied The mama just did cry, and nothin ever gonna change My father just design My sister just allign I ain't got nothin to think no more Well I say Well I say Not take that goal away Not to dread me today |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
A day like today is for you
To let your mind unwind like you ought to Feel the earth turn 'round when your heart rate slows Contemplating the thing only your heart knows That life's not a race So hard to believe Part of me will fade In a mystery In a future world Long ago Parts feel for your love And lives to tell you so The world whirls around your mind in a golden spiral The natural way that things organize You can't stop entropy so why even try Observe the conscious flow and don't mystify Life's not a race So hard to believe Part of me will fade In a mystery In a future world Long ago Parts feel for your love And lives to tell you so Uh, hey Slippin' into a trance A chance encounter in the autumn What do I see an opportunity And then, I got' em Sought a chill-out mix to Carve some space To make you want to listen It's a bubblin' spring and Double in kings of This soundsystem So hard to believe Part of me will fade In a mystery In a future world Long ago Parts feel for your love And lives to tell you so Do you see world without end The rising sun my friend Imagine cloud-like You will form again In the spacey boredom In the autumn of late afternoon You are calm Just like a sleepy room |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Fire is my method for destruction
Leaving chard wreckage from my latest eruption Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner Though I'm trippin on legs that stumble but I don't fall down You know I'm singing out things you mumble from a lack of resound Pissed off mist lifts to honesty Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze Give me a little please Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates So are you ready for your lesson blood? Democratic non erratic Socratic method We'll take away the pain We'll pacify the bullshit built up in your brain In times of change or the same old thangs As you maintain or rearrange (Chorus) Can't nobody do it like 311 Fuckin' up competition cuz there really is none Steppin on your game from the first floor up tore up Electricity we store it up Can't nobody do it like 311 Break it down, what it is, dedication Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on Down Throw down fuck the bullshit we're still the sound Wild and lost speed mad A long way from sad Lookin' good like you should you're bad An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit see Like color absolute bodiless indeed Casual kindred spirit past All the obstacles you're dealin' with at last The nasdaq, two puppies, baby needs new shoes Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, the blues The tragic fucking comedy that was last night Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout With whiskey soaked frolic room tobacco mouth Then a sickening trip to what I call the elitist cesspool Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated yes-fools Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies Now come down Martinez with the modern mythology (Chorus) |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Are you missing us
Maybe wanting to be kissing us If you must When please don't be dismissing us When we'regone ballin' on the bus Are we immersed in a sea of replicants Hard exteriors and fake gold fronts Losing yourself in the flavor of the mouth Gotta be a better reason to colonize a star Gotta be a better reason man's come so far Is that you in the mama-ocean-people-sea Is that you in this dream I see waving me Closer with one hand While the other shields your eyes as if surprised To see the universe begin Being up on the mindspin Are you still glad that it has been Six years and a seven months This is what you want don't front I'm feelin' it right now In this, the goldhour Part clock and part man Reconcilling my lifespan Keeping things whole We move out of the space where air flows When all of a sudden here we are and here we go The evolutionary mind turns twists backflips In space-time The continuum Real life planetarium It's a natural fact Time is speeding up There isn't much left Heart rate increasing Bustin' through your chest Compressed Is your life in the physical But out of memory comes a vision Which is a miracle Yeah that Normally we just can't see It's not natural or typical Of our same old thing Livin' to fast Unable to grasp the past Or the future When at last we ripple After our big splash Being up on the mindspin Are you still glad that it has been Six years and a seven months This is what you want don't front I'm feelin' it right now In this, the goldhour Part clock and part man Reconcilling my lifespan You remain and refrain From the pain of wasted time The last thing on my mind is Running high fuel supply Reason why We just don't quit Can you get with A melding of two minds What's the worst thing You could find Paper trail That prevails In dernystification People want to believe In mysteries People want to believe In mysteries Is the truth so bad? x4 |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Just sever that leash and release
Your freedom of speech You just have to believe Your deed will be received Somehow somewhere You won't be repaid with a blank stare Let me know if you dare There's no one that could cure you like she does (She does) No one could leave you so alone (Cuh, cuh, come on) Here I goes My vibe is holy My eyes closed Either I'm asleep Or what I'm thinking is deep Eventually I sigh and kick the sheets Try to piece together why I'm here Nothing except my own damn eyes and ears And then it sever so I listen to my heart Always and ever If it's not good it might get better If it's not good it might just sever I tell you money there's other honey You always show it but you don't know it Staring at the door thinking About the mess you're in In your couch sinking deep Over the girl that's gone Just sever that leash and release Your freedom of speech You just have to believe Your deed will be received Somehow somewhere You won't be repaid with a blank stare Let me know if you dare Now all you think about her Drink about her in vain But all else feels like you're betraying (Cuh, cuh, come on) We're wakin' it up face up and shakin' it up We know of an extended field This is the deal we're letting and getting The vibes that we want Open up your heart and proceed to feel Now you're inchin' up to the summit never plummet Boot your system up And then bail with the middle finger up Why are you so abrupt baby don't be corrupt Standin' in the club playin' the wall That they're not her is all You think and that is true But what else can you do Trying to turn back time Or just tow the line Cuz the space you're in Is no place like home |
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from 311 - Soundsystem (2003)
Feel the bass knives past your flesh enter your bone
solitude in your dance floor rhythm zone let your body go, just don't follow the letter do what you feel, the more absurd the better don't be afraid, whatever you got, show flaunt your personality let 'em know you stylo you could make a mean hand out of what you been dealt 311 on wax, wax on felt Feeling real great cause the weather is mild so you re-evaluate your personal style what makes you laugh, stand apart makes you feel good what's in your heart feeling real great cause the weather is mild so you check us out on tour, cause your likin' the style drums, the bass, the master plan nice guitars, the mics in our hands Strong all along, strong all along come to find out the arm of the truth is long i'll break it down for you like this for the hard of listening you think you're taking the cake, but what's left icing, (jump!) To every foundation and every crew we've got the medium, here's what we're gonna do sending out props straight from us to you to every foundation and every crew from the Malibu shores to the Brooklyn Zoo we've got the medium, here's what we're gonna do you wanna touch us, we wanna touch you too givin' respect, to those who keepin' it true If you are real or a replica if your steez be like Akira the wild ass Sioux or the Chippewa your tribes Pawnee or the Omaha you could touch me with your fresh aura cause your energy be phenomena now move, the people and then voila take on the love and the good karma (Come on!) Strong all along, strong all along come to find out the arm of the truth is long i'll break it down for you like this for the hard of listening you think you're taking the cake, but what's left icing, ( jump!) Feeling real great cause the weather is mild so you re-evaluate your personal style what makes you laugh, stand apart makes you feel good what's in your heart to every foundation and every crew we've got the medium, here's what we're gonna do sending out props straight from us to you to every foundation and every crew Strong all along, strong all along come to find out the arm of the truth is long i'll break it down for you like this for the hard of listening you think you're taking the cake, but what's left icing, ( jump!) |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Brainstorm,
Take me away from the norm I got to tell you something This phenomenon I had to put it in a song And it goes like Whoa, amber is the color of your energy Whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally You ought to know what brings me here oh You glide through my head blind to fear And I know why Whoa, amber is the color of your energy Whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally Whoa, amber is the color of your energy Whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally You live too far away... Your voice rings like a bell anyway... Don't give up your independence, Unless it feels so right, Nothing good comes easily, Sometimes you got to fight... Whoa, amber is the color of your energy Whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally Launched a thousand ships in my heart, so easy Still it's fine from afar, And you know that... Whoa, brainstorm (brainstorm) Take me away from the norm Whoa (whoa), I got to tell you something |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
I will never understand you
When will I stop trying I mean, cuz it's just not how I planned to Spend, my time til dying I mean Champagne California on the brain She's got an appetite for no refrains Just verses she curses as blood vessels burst in defiance She made an alliance to the dark side of Hollywood Where everything looks good so I treat her as any other player would Lightly, then she wants to fight me Too bad, that's just too bad I can't be around to pick up your bags And your debts, she wants to love me with threats Not taking chances, I'm hedging my bets With other girls I'm not providing pearls I'm free, free I will never understand you When will I stop trying I mean, cuz it's just not how I planned to Spend, my time til dying I mean, I know loving me isn't easy I'm home and next thing I'm leaving but when I look at you it's like praying with my eyes I follow you to sleep so I will find your dream place And hey, I'm not an angel but girl you make me feel like I know one one... Champagne California on the brain She's got an appetite for no refrains Just verses she curses as blood vessels burst in defiance She made an alliance to the dark side of Hollywood Where everything looks good so I treat her as any other sucker would Tightly, then she wants to fight me Too bad, that's just too bad I can't be around to pick up your bags And your debts, she wants to love me with threats Not taking chances, I'm hedging my bets With other girls I'm not providing pearls I'm free, free never understand... |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Chorus:
From chaos comes clarity, I tell ya What you appear to be, you ought to know Glycerin tears don't fool me, I tell ya Delusions plaguing everybody Makin that hybrid music back in '90 now it's on ya I hear we were the model for the band you front we spawned ya Finding it hard to come original we warned ya We're shakin the white boys in New York, black girls in California We come through hip-hop drum-n-bass and dancehall rhythms You want our beats and lyrics you want to get them Watchin you sink into the depths of opportunism Missing the point, music's about love not pessimism I'm SA moving supreme and on my team I rock the mic with a sweet lean And you know that stated as a fact the only DJ MC gettin down like that Metaphorically we are the chief of police you're rock n' roll And we're positive you stole more than just the radio Now it's 2-1 and we are back in control The jammies are coming, people succumbing cuz we got the soul Bridge: Everyone tends to forget upon re-entry Orbiting space quantum saints we're the only Beginning from a planet so naturally Gifted in the heart lies our technology It's only right, right Entering in a space of pure delight, light Next contestant on this jam is, tight Feels spontaneous you'll improvise, vise (Chorus) Don't even try it, you don't want to disrespect me If dealing with punks was school, I'd have a Harvard degree You can't make me hate you no matter how punk you act No matter what you do I don't react I'm a perfect example of not giving a f--k About the catty rude people that just suck What do you know all of the sudden, uh I usurp you Look it up in the dictionary to find out what I do I go back to the style I came from It's not something you can fake son You're a con man who's run is done You lead a world wide web of deception (Bridge) (Chorus) |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Awww s--t, what
You know the freaks can't handle it We keep on searching from the seaside to the mountainside come on Hardly out styled and hardly outblazened Nectar natural completely amazing Others more concerned with just fronting on hardness I flow sweet with millennium niceness I don't know if they're just scared or what But a little sincerity would knock them on their butt I keep my dogs at my side and keep my s--t tight Let me tell you how I feel, all right Y'alls radio rock ain't tuff Can't move to that ain't deep enough One more time groove on the line Chills up my spine, ready rewind Chorus: The only thing that never gets old is honesty You'll probably be caught up fronting The only thing you always try to be is hard Because you're scared that someone might pull your card The only thing that never gets played out Is melody I'm hearing it calling me It's plain to see because it's all laid out Full ride I'm a master of technology Livin my life nice in pursuit of groove-ology I'm getting vibes like you checking me out Without a doubt I pull clout and crush crews in a rout I'm a Doberman in any given reaction Well-mannered and reserved yet ready for action I let you have it all I got nothin to hide Let me tell you how we comin we comin full ride Full ride, full ride we work it on the inside As you'd expect we come correct While others just run and hide Full ride, full ride we work it on the inside As you'd expect we come correct I get the f--k up rockin the jams I bump disco, playin records all day I then let go I'm the king of my town but when my girl is around parlay like the Count of Monte Cristo So simple the jams are in front of me Get drunk in New York make fun of me When we play it's a serious things to all the people who gather Here's what we bring (Chorus) Full ride, full ride we work it on the inside As you'd expect we come correct While others just run and hide Full ride, full ride we work it on the inside As you'd expect we come correct |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
I can't free myself of the suspicion
For your motives on your mission Some people live for the rules, I live for exceptions Can't take part in the deception But I know just how it feels, to wanna blow the world away Just to get to what is real, it won't work cuz Everybody grinds to a halt now and then Everybody's game gets salt then again No matter what the papers say they're normal as they come Bodyguards, ball of wax, they hide behind the gun They get a panic pulse when they are so far from home To me that is the reason to continue to roam Exhilaration mix with the people skunk blazing Checking out the shows that are sadly unamazing Chorus: Hostile Apostle who you following Negative energy that you're swallowing Some coked out mal-content, who's soul is up for rent Victim of lost soul Hostile Apostle Unlimited in time and space and nearest universal Light is what we're reachin for it's not rehearsal Follow this around follow this hustle Makin use of everything movin all your muscle Angry human leads impressionable boy To skulls and piercings and will to destroy All of your heroes speak nothing to me One emotion one tempo and no real feeling In this field we are the presence of the thoughts you're missin Keepin positive's intact from all the people dissin Open your eyes look at who you're kissin If you can't hear it, people just listen (Chorus) Angry human leads impressionable boy To skulls and piercings will to destroy All of your heroes speak nothing to me You don't have to be a prick just to be heavy Changin all the time we changin all the same Change in this life and this eternal frame Warm in the sun refresh in the breeze Glow in the stars blossom in the trees Livin through life in infinite extent Spread undivided operate unspent No high, no low no great and no small Build and bound connect and equal all |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Picked up on the wrong scent
Not gonna make a dent How many times are you in my rhymes Burn me once shame on thee But burn me again shame on me I'm chasing and facing the point misplacing When I think of you my mind's racing I'm spacing out when I get to the point of no return I get burned, I told myself I'm through with you The last thing that I'll ever do Let down my guard shouldn't be too hard I know it's over got to elevate, disregard Chorus: I can't believe I fell for it, but did it again I told myself I'm gonna quit, but did it again I can't believe I fell for it, but did it again I told myself I'm gonna quit, but This was supposed to be the last time I told myself, this wouldn't happen again I told myself I wasn't ever going to call you I told myself I wouldn't let you back in But here I am dialing, trying I told myself to get a hold of myself I won't freak out, let you tweak out on ecstacy not next to me Somethin tells me baby girl that you're testin me I told myself to get ahold of myself and I'm tryin, I'm not lyin Don't make me mad, you know I love you bad I want to sniff the glue that holds me to you I told myself to get a hold of myself But don't rush me, can't you trust me The sound I hear whenever you are near I know it's never wrong and it's my favorite song (Chorus) And now it's all turned bad (bad), turned bad (bad), turned bad (bad) Your ploy to make me jealous is obvious and sad (sad) It has the opposite effect (sad) Now you're left with what you had (had), you had (had) The rain comes down as love turns to dust I was joking she took me serious The rain comes down as love turns to dust I was joking she took me serious, yes serious This was the last time that I was ever going to call you I told myself, I wouldn't let you back in But here I am dialing, trying |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Head rush, C'mon we take the stage
And what's up it's on This is a blowup so just listen up Just take your mouth off interrupt We came to throwdown, it's a showdown And you know why we never lie Get the lowdown son We're mashin and bashin this stage we're crashin If you're on the roof I know you're dancin I bet we get the people jumpin overseas And I know why you're bustin' mp3's The s--t s--t shocker, the hip hop rocker Wiser than Baraka, stronger than Chewbacca KISS never did this nor Ozzy Osbourne Shakin that ass and shakin your fistborn Back to the future and past to the front We appear like adrenaline it's just that blunt Two score and five we came alive A minor blowup was started A song for the newly sane and the broken hearted Head rush, C'mon we take the stage And what's up it's on From midnight til daylight You best believe that we're sick tight You're cryin' bout your life, I think it is absurd What could be so bad, you come from the suburbs Just like me but I could never despair Most people in this world ain't got s--t to spare Suckas look up to thugs, they like the attitude But f--k that, I'm talkin gratitude The harder they act just to hide their insecurity I'm talking honestly we are assuredly Dope, I smoke it, but not every day Cuz anything all the time's a drag I say 311 you want to get next to them The name's Nick H, E, X, U, M Two score and five we came alive A minor blowup was started A song for the newly sane and the broken hearted We keep an eye for each other then again Our known associates endure We make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush, keep it going now You know we get it right We keep it flowing now We're sick tight We keep an eye for each other then again Our known associates endure We make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush, keep it going now You know we get it right We keep it flowing now Sick tight |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Uncalm, uncalm, uncalm
Listen to the drummer just listen to the strings Listen to the DJ just rappin and things Once I get a message from you I get all edgy My minds racing but my you know not ready uh For you, baby all our dreams trickle through We are back in your teenage bedroom Salvador Dali honeymoon, for you It's like you and me on Plymouth Rock Embarking on a journey That I never thought would happen to me so effortlessly Sparks flying, your laughter is a symphony Spring, what a little moonlight can do Soon the summer sun is on you All the while we don't hear the news or feel blue Chorus: On the scales of desire your absence weighs more Than someone else's presence I wanna kiss reason goodbye today I wanna show its purple essence On your lips baby, It'll fade away return your natural iridescence On the scales of desire your absence weighs more Than someone else's presence You make me feel uncalm and I think I like it Make me think of a song that I could not write Your Melodies create themselves I'm just a conduit You make my heart accelerate and I'm on to it For you baby there's so much That I will do to be near the sweetness on you Funny everything seems so new when with you (Chorus) On the scales of desire your absence weighs more than someone else's presence Oh, uncalm, uncalm |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
Chorus:
Wake your mind up clear your eyes up Move and rise up before your times up Clock is ticking, you're caught slippin Stop to realize look and listen Well I guess that's life when you see a dark road up the way And I guess that's life when you gotta roll through anyway Now don't scream, don't fight fear, never ever made it go away Some ghost town as yesterday Made you feel like love was miles away (Chorus) Now those sleepless nights thoughts just cloud up my brain Feeling helpless repeating the same old memories of pain and I wish it would rain, yo Gimme starlit skies fro dreamland I know it's really smaller than it seems But when the pressure gets under my skin I just wanna get out and scream in the wind, yo The world we're livin in is complicated The streets that we walk on are dark and jaded A wandering soul that's filled with hatred In it is poison the youth is tainted Social engineering keeps us seperated Media control is highly overrated Ignorance is bliss to those uneducated Listen to the message cuz it's time we faced it (Chorus) I'm controller of my destination Gotta change my mind to help me break away The sun creeps over the hillside to shed this light No man could ever take away I guess that's life you see a new side from the norm A new direction and meaning to the form And the calm in the eye of the storm, yo Show me a desert that can never be drenched I'll show you a thirst that can never be quenched Temptation chronicles, the story of my life Been spent on a dose of balancing strife Inspiration it comes and goes You can bet when it hits I'm on the phone Singing to my voicemail trying to get it down In a sensation of shape shifting sound You're telling fables to cover up your foibles From overindulgence on things you find enjoyable Designed to take my mind away from truth Try to make me play the sleuth They want you to think someone's watching you So they can make up a set of rules for you I'm just trying to find a path that I can stomach Just trying to make some sense out from it Don't stop what you got Don't stop til you find the sweet spot (Chorus) |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
This is happening this here is life
Days spent pondering truth is a knife Respect due to those who have caught it Dedicated to our friends who have sought it This is happening this here is life Days spent pondering truth is a knife Respect due to those who have caught it Dedicated to our friends who have sought it Brainstorm superseding the norm When we come together new planet is born You revel in the chaos when people are torn Then you come to find out your welcome is worn We are advancing and retracting visionaries Really here it's not imaginary The way you work your mind you find it's an art Where you feel it most you feel in your heart Everybody gets confused Delusions are everywhere Buy into fakeness you'll feel used Double talk fills the air Looking all over for happiness I've got the will to live It's in front of you right now, don't you feel stressed Falls through my hands like a sieve I'm on a new high, with a pen and a pad And for fun I attend a jam that's super bad At the same time give it all that I have Whether you're square, or the coolest lad Eatin up my people, purgin their words The jams are takin flight like lcarus birds Drop on you and you get hurt Cuz if you're under the rock You get worked Say, what gives are you after me Breakin me down won't you let me be Won't be having none of your mind control It ain't gonna work on me no more I said, what gives are you after me Breakin me down won't you let me be Won't be having none of your mind control It ain't gonna work on me no more You get worked If you don't watch your back People are scheming on you Exploiting all the things you lack They'll do what they have to do Your good will is something they'll crack How many times will they bust Your originality they will hack Don't know just who you can trust I'm on a new high, with a pen and a pad And for fun I attend a jam that's super bad At the same time give it all that I have Whether you're square, or the coolest lad Eatin up my people, purgin their words The jams are takin flight like lcarus birds Drop on you and you get hurt Cuz if you're under the rock You get worked, yeah you get worked Say, what gives are you after me Breakin me down won't you let me be Won't be having none of your mind control It ain't gonna work on me no more You get worked |
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from 311 - From Chaos (2003)
He was a king 'til she laid waste
Now he cannot fill up the space And I just see him drifting, while he's drifting On bourbon alley feeling low Just because she let him go I don't think he even knows He'll ever be fine And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve You might think he's a jester because He'll make you laugh till you cry And what else You better come with your best, if you test him Unless you're ready to die Wonder Woman got rid of wonder man That man's not part of her wonder plan Letter to the so-called better bet on my man Believe it you will find out baby Damn And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve You might think he's a jester because He'll make you laugh till you cry And what else You better come with your best, if you test him Unless you're ready to die A million people come and go Through a person's ebb and flow And faces keep on changing, while they're changing A certain few will stay in tact When they're not they'll dawn an act I know this important fact Don't get confused like And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve You might think he's a jester because He'll make you laugh till you cry And what else You better come with your best, if you test him Unless you're ready to die First you love him then you're loving him not All the while he just smiles giving all that he's got Do you want me to continue with this or what Whoa yeah, whoa yeah And he's got head full of ideas Let me tell ya, that you wouldn't believe And he's got a heart made of pure gold And something else Many tricks up his sleeve sleeve |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
it is a gift i know
a moment of bliss that we hold a firecracker flash of light then on to the next plan soul remain come along if you dare it's gonna be that you're scared lovely life i thank you for the reason to see the pain through light a candle for the dead the wick is burning returning what we have it's who we are we'll reach you if you're beyond the furthest star don't give up the fight to stay alive and even if you have to find the reason of another's pain if they lose you if not for your self then those around who care like i do one day you'll see the clear blue beyond the gray sky beyond the gray sky beyond the gray sky light a candle... the wick.. it's who we are... one day you'll see the clear blue beyond the gray sky beyond the gray sky beyond the gray sky i can't believe you didn't call what made you want to end it all wasn't there something i should have tried to help you see beyond the gray sky |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
i want the words
something you haven't heard will i find them and will i have what it takes to say them in the world beside this one there are no lies and no suspicion only dreams without end you gotta feel what i mean look into my eyes and know i'm trying to come clean but i stumble every time and then the words they escape fail to take shape it's all in the code now (come again) feel what i mean look into my eyes and know i'm trying to come clean but i stumble every time and then the words they escape fail to take shape it's all in the code now will you let me retract let me take it back sometimes my words lack and my mind flies off the track what i'm trying to convey is miles from what i say and you slip away in life there are times when nothing will rhyme there are days i slip when i know i should climb breakin' the vows i swore i'd never break a harsh word a white lie easy to mistake where have you been haven't you noticed there's no map that exists to point us out of this my heart was the target it found your arrow baby you know i want to be your straight and narrow i been trying to transmit a feeling i been hoping you receive what i'm revealing see the main thing is hang with me and relate as we communicate watch out fenced in like a dog between houses balled up by the trouble my mouth gets wrapped up in the things that i don't know don't you know hoping that you crack the code the first to crack the code (you may not think i'm ready to have your love again) oh oh (you may not think i'm ready) you are the first to crack my code i want the words something you haven't heard will i find them and will i have what it takes to say them you gotta gotta feel what i mean look into my eyes and know i'm trying to come clean but i stumble every time and then the words they escape fail to take shape it's all in the code now didn't i know i'm wrong wrong wrong when you knew you didn't have to give me so long long long to see through not predictable what i will do but you know cause you cracked the code your body is a country that you know i'll return to craving like a family heirloom that i am into no baby how could i follow everything you do just remember when we touch i feel so renewed the first to understand me that would be you it can't work if we can't be open and true the best thing to happen to me let it be told that would be the moment that you cracked my code oh oh the first to crack the code (you may not think i'm ready to have your love again) oh oh (you may not think i'm ready) you are the first to crack my code |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
My name is volatile I've been this way a long while I'd surely like to rest But the energy gets the best of me It's been a wild ride I wouldn't change a minute I can't slow down inside Guess that's why I live it The years of mischief Followed by weeks of thrift I land on earth's hard face No legs could keep that pace And through the rest I sift Is there ever a time When the state of sleeping willingly leaves my mind Highly frustrated wanna feel elated Come monday morn you feel checkmated You can be uncool and become the rule Exceptions were made to drown I'm not used to it, you'd think I'd be by now The ins the outs the ups and the downs I wanna make a mess I wanna blow off stress I wanna stoke the fire Just creatures for a while I wanna make a mess I wanna blow off stress I wanna stoke the fire Just creatures, Just creatures It comes and goes and comes and goes Sometimes I go a little crazy Sometimes I go a little crazy just like you I do I know what you we're gonna say But were afraid to cause dismay You're lyrics switched around The mixture watered down And now a pointless display It's something one won't understand Unless there in it with me hand and hand Don't buy the fear don't buy that my dear The things you love you must keep near and Carry on and you won't feel withdrawn Even if you're coming down Sometimes it's wearable sometimes is bearable I careen towards balance til' the glass is full I wanna make a mess I wanna blow off stress I wanna stoke the fire -acap |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
Every time I get near your field of gravity You look so sad to me tell how could that be? ah- ah she said things I obsess I would never confess ah- ah I told her don't dwell That will leave you in hell Sometimes things that you're scorned for You should be adored for But like I told her don't dwell I know my love that I look dilapidated But are you glad I made it Can you tell me that much ah-ah Why are you surprised I don't take my advice ah-ah she told me don't dwell That will leave you in hell Sometimes I need reminding Regret is so blinding But like I told me don't dwell Everything is a choice Go ahead raise your voice Might as well forgive your self That means more than someone else Set you free break the shell To your demons farewell (Ooh na na na na) I tell you don't dwell |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
Ooh you draw such pictures in my head Ooh with so few words I know what you said Until the time comes To carry the one Make that dream real And be sure it stays done So let that thought Bloom in your mind A vision that's caught Never left behind You should just give me a call You should just give me a call I think about you much more than I should Now there's a structure nothing had once stood No more bluffing it's cards on the table time What it must be we will take it as a sign So just give me a call So just give me a call Sunset and my love left me winter and I'm so far In darkness will it lead me where the meanings are I miss and think of you often no flowers I forgot them the weather's the same nothing happens no love's a hard lesson patience and years will refashion what hours will undo and circles not yet quite circles somehow close true I keep on hearing the things that you said I keep on feeling you go straight to my head No more bluffing it's cards on the table time What it must be we will take it as a sign So just give me a call So just give me a call I call you up but you won't talk to me No space for words there's just no room I drift away but you pull me in I'm the ocean youre the moon Ooh how do I know if it's just me Sometimes I think that it must be You gotta know you can trust me I think about you much more than I should Now there's a structure nothing had once stood No more bluffing it's cards on the table time What it must be we will take it as a sign So just give me a call So just give m |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
houston we have a problem
all this tv has made us dumb anxious is what we've become too much prozac in our system it's our mental condition it's our mental condition one big lack of education institutions fuck with our emotions are elastic they stretch out and back strecth out and back sometimes they just snap they don't go back they never go back what if it were true that you weren't so blue and you felt like you could just do anything but we're facing the sunset and for a moment it looks like it's rising and we are on the other side of things there's no procrastionation maybe i should do it get to it straight i see people wasting time with so much pointless debate i can't wait for the over analytical politically correct upset by threats to the national mindset i bet we'd let reverse psychology mob mentality over our ecology at college we could learn but usually we burn and then we waste it taste it time and time and it's time to take your medicine emotions are elastic they stretch out and back strecth out and back sometimes they just snap they don't go back they never go back what if it were true that you weren't so blue and you felt like you could just do anything but we're facing the sunset and for a moment it looks like it's rising and we are on the other side of things what if it were true that you weren't so blue and you felt like you could just do anything but we're facing the sunset and for a moment it looks like it's rising and we are on the other side of things side of things |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
How many times will they do the same thing?
How did they get programmed to, your following? Everyone's locked up in their suffering The only way you can tell is reconsider everything What if the truth is that there is no truth The only thing I can prove is there is no proof Don't be so sure that your source is correct People believed it before, before they had checked How many times can they tell you Til you just give them their way How many times can sell you Til you let them have their say Every time you will ignore your Heart it will come back twice more Never deny your own instinct Reconsider Everything Everybody want something they control Some just want grass some they want gold Either way does it feel good or feel low Taking you down not fast but real slow Rebellion done for it's own sake Does not a true free thinker make To go against for it's own sake You're still controlled by the course that the other man takes Reconsider everything, reconsider everything Reconsider everything, reconsider everything Reconsider everything, reconsider everything Reconsider everything |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life The more you strengthen your denial The more you turn to your desire Na na na na Appetite fight you'll beat it yet Na na na na By or by crook on that I would bet Just hang on in there It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life Lost in a barrel of wine and whining Snared in a trap of your own designing Don't be so sure Nobody knows when it will end Don't be so sure Wouldn't I speak up if I'm a true friend Just hang on in there It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your Life, your life Another detail just goes by Fallen into the abyss that has become your life It's one thing to make the Same mistake twice Another thing to make it All of your life All of your life |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
it seems uncertain
i wish it was forgone to know the version that made life go wrong wish i had a clue what rearranged our molecules mostly wondering it seems uncertain in times of trouble everyone joins a team no one waves a flag for all human beings no one's excited unless they are divided someone's going to have to give in it seems uncertain i'd like to be one of the faithful millions but what i see is an excuse for the killing your denomination should be a private thing how about spirit for all human beings how could something well guided turn out to be divisive mostly wondering it seems uncertain |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
sometimes jacks rule the realm
can't you tell the swimmers drown without a sound a chalkboard scratching sound could craze the town an emperor's clothes never be exposed i took it as a compliment regardless what they meant it could have been innocent spent, so spent railing against undeserved dangling precipitants raining down idiots always flapping in the flapping in the wind i took it as a compliment no matter what they meant could have been beligerent could have been half percent could have been wanting afraid to have been caught promising ended up taunting me i can't change that i can't change i can't change that i can't change i'm watching you not sure what's true life can be so cruel there's nothing you can do but it fades... only to return i feel your eyes burn i really am concerned sometimes jacks will rule the realm sometimes jealousy will dwell you can't begin to dispel when you can not even tell what makes me act the way i do and why am i asking you what makes me act the way i do and why am i asking you what makes me act the way i do and why am i asking you sometimes jacks will rule the realm sometimes jealousy will dwell you can't begin to dispel when you can not even tell sometimes jacks will rule the realm sometimes jealousy will dwell you can't begin to dispel when you can not even tell |
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from 311 - Evolver (2003)
No I'll not renounce my views do what others do I'd rather drink the hemlock than be like you, to my soul untrue It never gets easier so quit tryin pleasing her Everything is a choice so let me hear your voice Born in October night feeling was out a sight skin I'm in now and then moves like a meteorite noise in our culture is built in our nature another era will decode as we head toward rapture suppose we're all gifted suppose that the mist is a metaphor for change suppose the veil will be lifted sacrament that I hold close and I feel noble solar marigolds light the souls return from that other world Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming There's so much here at stake When every moment is just fleeting Sometimes when I'm awake I can't if I'm still dreaming It never gets easier so quit tryin pleasing her Everything is a choice so let me hear your voice rip up the evening post kill parasitic hosts we can shoulder all the karma that came with Los Alamos return the sky bottle blue return that forgotten hue a looking glass world seeing into and through you soul and body are my twins the latter will give in when the former views the ocean as not too cold to get in to martian life forms these waters are real warm but beware we can change the weather and create a snowstorm Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming There's so much here at stake When every moment is just fleeting Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming No I'll not renounce my |
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from 50 First Dates (첫키스만 50번째) [ost] (2004)
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am young again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am fun again How ever far away I will always love you How ever long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am free again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am clean again How ever far away I will always love you How ever long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you |
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