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Sublime lyrics

Album: Acoustic: Bradley Nowell & Friends [1998]

Tracks15
 01  Wrong Way
 02  Saw Red
 03  Foolish Fool
 04  Don't Push
 05  Mary / Big Salty Tears
 06  Boss D.J.
 07  Garden Grove
 08  Rivers of Babylon
 09  Little District
 10  KRS-One
 11 Marley Medley
 12 What Heppened / Eyes Of Fatima
 13  Freeway Time In L.A. County Jail
 14  Pool Shark
 15 It's Who You Know
all Sublime lyrics



Wrong Way
Annie's 12 years old in two more she'll be a wh*re, Nobody ever told
her it's the wrong way. Don't be afraid with the
quickness you get laid for your family gets paid It's the wrong way.

I gave her all that I had to give, I'm gonna make it hard to live.
Big salty tears running down her chin And it ruins up
her make up I never wanted,

a cigarette, pressed between het lips but I'm staring at her t*ts,
It's the wrong way. strong if I can, but I am only a
man, so I take her to the can, it's the wrong way. The only family
that she ever had is her 7 horny brothers and her
drunk-ass dad. He needed money so he put her on the street,
everything was going fine until the day that she met
me.

Happy are you sad, wanna shoot your dad I'll do anything I can the
wrong way. We talked all night and tried to
make it right, Believe me sh*t was tight, It's was the wrong way.

Go run away if you don't wanna stay, Cause I ain't here to make ya',
It's up to you what you really wanna do, Spend
some time in America, dub-style

She'll give you all that she got to give, but I'm gonna make it hard
to live. Big salty tears rolling down to her chin
and it smears up her makeup I never wanted

So we ran away and I'm sorry when I say that straight to this very
day It was the wrong way. She took a hike, don't
matter if I like it or not because she only wants the wrong way.

I gave her all that I had to give, but she still wouln't take it,
oh no. Her two brown eyes only get larger still, and it
still ruins her makeup I never wantedback to top
Saw Red
Girls don't go crazy

Woman, hold your man tight

Every day I love him just a little bit more,
A little bit more, a little bit more
Everyday I love him just a little bit more
And he loves me the same

Every day I love her just a little bit more,
A little bit more, little bit more
Everyday I love her just a little bit more
And she loves me the same

Baby if you wanna get on

Oh baby if you wanna get off

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Everyday I wake up just a little bit more
Feelin' like a dog out on the yard
Because that's just how we are

Everyday I wonder if it's over
When I wake up realizin' that we hate
And brake down the war

You say it's black, but I can't believe you

And if you say it's white,
You say I'm tryin to deceive you

And I'm aware of the high and the low,
And I'd be waiting for you in the middle but I just lack control

Baby if you wanna get low

Oh baby if you wanna get high

It makes no sense at all

I saw red

I saw red, I saw red, one more sacred lover that

I shot dead

Girls, don't go crazy,
Girls, don't go crazy,
Oh girls, don't go crazy when the men use you, oh

Oh, woman hold your man tight
If it makes you feel right, it's your own lifeback to top
Foolish Fool
Foolish fool

Crazy crazy
Crazy fool
Crazy fool

If she thinks that she is gonna dispose my world
I'd be a crazy crazy crazy -- crazy fool
Crazy fool

My love for you was oh so strong
We went together for oh so long
If I don't complain about this misery yah
Is this the way love's supposed to be,
Supposed to be now
Foolish foolish
Oh you just a foolish girl

Ohhhhhhhhh foolish foolish
Oh ya just a crazy girl

If she thinks that she is gonna take you from me
Gotta be a crazy crazy crazy -- crazy fool
Crazy foolback to top
Don't Push
Don't push

Stolen from an africa land,
Chased out with a knife
With a face like
Bob marley
And a mouth like a motor-bike

Oh well the bars are always open,
And the time is always right
And if god's good word goes unspoken
The music goes all night

And it goes..

If I was bob marley I said could you be loved?
And if I was half pint I'd ball lord up above

If I was mike tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a boomtown rat I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the king ad-rock I would get stoopid dumb
And if rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do?
I'd point that shit straight at the sky
And shoot heaven on down for you

Because the bars are always open
And the time is always right
And if god's good work goes unspoken
The music goes all night,
And it goes

I want a lover but I can't find the time
I want a reason but can't find a rhyme
I want to start some static but I can't afford
To get slammed to the ground like I fell off my skateboard
Hey

Now a days is clear as you please
Strap with protection or struck with disease...disease

Laughter, it's free
Anytime just call me
439-0116

When your down with sublime
You get
Funky fresh lyrics.

Stolen from an africa land,
I'll chase that other bar,

I saw my best friend tonight, so, don't push me too far

I'm gonna run
Come down with the new lyrics
Get hit, get hip,
Don't slip you knuckle heads
Racism is scism on a serious tip
You don't belive me then I go on bust your lip

Higher the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm man, it must be sublime
Listen yellow lover yet it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line...




40oz continue here

Go and wake the town, tell the people the news,
Ohh, hey, tell them reggae music is on the loose.

Here I am like a ragin' storm
With a brand new style and a unique fashon.
(sung at same time)
I am from the place where the sun keeps shinin', shinin'

And good good vibes, that keep on playin', playin'

Them a fire one shot for peace, eqality
Come, come, thema come with a rougha stylee
Come, come, thema care about you wicked stylee
Come, come, if ya come with your wicked stylee

Thema fire one shot-
Pump pump lick-a-shot,
Thema fire two shots
Pump pump lick-a-shot,
Thema fire three shots
Pump pump pump lick-a-shot,
Thema hear about me rock

With me armor
When they start counterreact with me armor
Thama launch an attack with me armor
Coutnerreact with me armor

When they start counterreact
When me am bigger
Hear me copy
Tell you about this wicked stylee


People wanna come up and they wan' tell me:
Smokin' crack cocaine better than sensi.
Your're puffin' that shit yo we're sick of it!
Tweakin' every weekend and we just can't take it.

Whoa-oh, we no wan' plastic!
Ba!



Shs continue here

Lord have his grilled cheese
This the kinda rhythm make you wanna explode
Not like doin coke or cheeba
Not like takin a load

Because I'm on time me style rough and rugged
I keep my body strong, clean and ...

People wanna come up and they want tell me
Smokin crack cocaine better than sensi

Once done it
Me sick of it

If you touch me style
Me gonn' bust your lip
We give it to you like a newman flick
Because it's simple
We don't want plastic, bo!back to top
Mary / Big Salty Tears
What else?
Anything Else?

Mary! Mary!
Mary! Mary! Mary!
Saw Red!
Mary!
Slow Ride!

Fuck!

You don't even realize
How long it's been sinse
I played any of these songs, like...
Well, I guess, you know, some of them, like...

Saw Red [? maybe "s'all right"?]

They all sound like this...

Roots of creation...

Baby one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long
I don't know if I can
Go up inside of you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
I could do it right

You've heard the line before
Oh Mary baby please don't think that I'm a whore
If you come home with me,
Turn off the lights and lock up the doors,
And start getting busy
I don't know if I can
Go so way up inside you tonight
Oh Mary baby,
Please don't fuss and fight

When we got to the pad
Mary baby started calling me her dad
And she gave me head
We could not find the damn bed
Fifteen years old plus one,
Hotter than a microwave oven
Oh Mary baby,
Your daddy is coming home.

[cheers and applause]

My place, is not a home
Don't make no difference
But I've found,
That I need a place to stay
Though disease was just the price I paid

Big Salty Tears
Is what I taste
As I drive
Past your house
Tonight
And all those break lights
That are in front of me
They make me
Want to get on tonight

This is a Ziggens song by the way

I'm at the age where I realize
The liquor store won't bring you back
I must be gettin' old
I'm at the drive-thru
And I'm making my face
All fat fat fat fat fat
Big Salty Tears

I'm at the age where I realize
Nothin' actually
Just do what I'm supposed to do
$2.17
Next window please please please please please
Big Salty Tears

[cheers and applause]back to top
Boss D.J.
There's a steel train coming through,
I would take it if I could. And I would not lie to you
Because Sunday morning soon will come
When things would be much easier to say
Upon the microphone like a Boss D.J.
When I would work upon the sea like it was dry land.
The boss DJ ain't nothin' but a man.
No trouble no fuss, .. I know why.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
When I spendin' all of my time, but it's just stones and sticks.
'Cause on the microphone is where I go to get my fix.
Just let the lovin' take ahold, 'cause it will if you let it.
I'm funky, not a junky, but I know where to get it.
Oo-we girl, oo-we girl
There really ain't no time to waste, really ain't no time to hate.
Ain't got no time to waste, time to hate.
Really ain't time to make the time go away.
So mister DJ, don't stop the music, I wanna know,
Are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock with you girl, oo-girl.
Don't stop.back to top
Garden Grove
We took this trip to garden grove
It smelled like lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the vcr
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool, don't fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal, I fill up my garage
Cause in my mind
Music from jamaica, all the love that I found
Pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound
It's you
It's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on a freeway
Feeling depressed everyday
Leaving without making a sound
Picking my dog at the pound
Living in a tweeker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
They're waiting for you.back to top
Rivers of Babylon
By the rivers of babylon
Where he sat down
And there he went
When he remebered zion.

For the wicked, carry us away
Captivity require from us a song
How can we sing king alpha's song in a strange land?

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
Over i

By the rivers of babylyon
Where he sat down
And there he went
When he remebered zion.

For the wicked, carry us away
Captivity require from us a song
How can we sing king alpha's song in a strange land?back to top
Little District
Oh in a little district in negbourhood people moving swift like they think
They should a word from your mouth, your lights get knocked out, a glass to
Your lips and later you move and slip, and if you have to don't drip I don't know
How they manage but belive me mister they do if you ever live there you just
Listen and don't be no fool

In a little district in negbourhood people moving swift like they think they
Should a word from your mouth your lights get knocked out a glass from your lip
Later you move and trip if you have to just slip

No one ask no question no one tell no lie listen to me people theres a reason
Why a word from your mouth your lights get knocked out a glass from your lip
And later you move and trip if you have to just slip
I don't know how they manage but belive me mister they do if you ever live there
You just listen and don't be no fool

In a little district in negbourhood people moving swift like they think they
Should a word from your mouth your lights get knocked out a glass from your lip
And later you move and tripback to top
KRS-One
In school they never taught about hamburgers or steaks,
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state.
But I know.
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin' history
With a whole leap of style and intelligency
Yes, I know.
I know because of KRS-ONE
Yeah, and I know
I know because of KRS-ONE.
Because we don't want to pay money to hear the same old sounds.
Watch him, he'll take hip-hop to a higher ground.
And I know
(How do I know?)
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah, and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
And I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
And I know
And I knowback to top
Freeway Time In L.A. County Jail
On the freeway in the county, the sun don't shine
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a bati man
Outside my cell, deputies creep
And in this cell, all I do is sleep
And I dream that I'm free

And I'm back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea
All the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
They hold me and they promise me things
And when the tides high I cry like a little baby

Don't give me no right kinda love
No sunday mornin'

Don't want no puppy lovin'

Hungry babe, the new stylee
Hungry babe, the new stylee

And a ...
A angry dog is a hungry dog
And a...
A hungry dog is angry dog
I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with you

I gotta contact on, gotta contact my... baby girl
But I would, never could get up
Why does it hafta be so damn tough?
With maietes and the ese's
Yes they're steady on the phone
I'll be damned if the man with the shank in his hand
Will make me feel,

I feel a bati man

And I know, that I'm there
Some-day, i...

Back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea
All the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
Hold me baby, promise me
With no protection of my erection I won't get no vd

Don't give me no right kinda love
No sunday mornin'
I don't want no puppy lovin'

Hungry babe are the new stylee
And angry dogs are hungry doggies
A naked man is a naked man
And a..
A wicked dog is a hungry dog

I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with youback to top
Pool Shark
Lying in my plastic bed,
Thinking how thinking how things wern't so cool me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I like lying naked in my bedroom, tying off that dinosaur tonight,
It used to be so cool.
Now I've got that needle, I can shake, but I can't bleed.
Take it away, but I want more and more.
One day I'm gonna loose the war.back to top
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