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Sublime lyrics

Album: Robbin' the Hood [1994]

Tracks21
 01  Waiting for Bud
 02  Steady B Loop Dub
 03  Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. I
 04 Pool Shark (Original)
 05  Steppin' Razor
 06  Greatest Hits
 07  Free Loop Dub / Q-Ball
 08  Saw Red
 09  Work That We Do
 10  Lincoln Highway Dub
 11  Pool Shark (Acoustic)
 12  Cisco Kid
 13  Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. II
 14  S.T.P.
 15  Boss D.J.
 16  I Don't Care Too Much for Reggae Dub
 17  Falling Idols
 18  All You Need
 19  Freeway Time in L.A. County Jail
 20  Mary
 21  Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. III
all Sublime lyrics



Waiting for Bud
(instrumantal)back to top
Steady B Loop Dub
Music from jamaca, all the love that I've found
Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound.back to top
Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. I
We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all
at once with a filtering system of God. We're the psycho-semantic
police, you can't even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about
it? We're pure intelligence, your not. Your biological product of a
cosmological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, fuck
you. I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards. You
know who you are? Your fuckin' semantic blockage, that's what made you
up. You're a fuckin' programmer named Christine Gontara. You fucked up.
She sucked my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in. She's gonna
get her second chance to suck my cock again. If she turns me down,
she's gonna go straight to hell, she won't pass go, she'll never
fuckin' win. She's the cunt that thought she was God, but that's OK,
I don't give a shit. As long as she sucks me off when I tell her.
'Cause she's my zombie. I captured that mother fucker, and she's my
cassette. I want that cock sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand
fuckin' dollars. If she can't do it I'll try ten. If she can't do that,
I'll try five, but that's it. If you got a dowry of five thousand
dollars, come out here and suck me off, do what I tell you from now on,
then you can join me for eternal time.back to top
Steppin' Razor
If you wanna live, treat me good.
If you wanna live, treat me good.
I'm like a steppin' razor to watch my sides,
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
I'm like a steppin' razor to watch my sides,
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.

If you are a bully,
Treat me good.
If you are a bully, a bully,
Baby treat me good.
I'm like a steppin' razor to watch my sides,
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
I'm like a steppin' razor to watch my sides,
I'm dangerous, so dangerous.
If you wanna live...back to top
Greatest Hits
Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live.
Hard to live, yes, it's hard to live
And it will be a long time before shit starts to give,
And every single day it's getting harder to give,
But God would be up for being down with a ho.
Lord knows that I got fuckin' mic control.
Do you got the mic control?
You notice your style is well original.

This man, makin money,
How I know.
It wont be no man of me.
In my bed I watch t.v.
I'm drunk by noon,
But that's o.k.
I'll be president someday.
Light my cigarette and
I think that bert susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that shit.
Got my greatest hits.
Got my greatest hits.

Is this band, makin money?
I don't know.
The writing on the wall.
All my friends drink alcohol.
I'm too drunk to light the bong.
I'm too stoned to write this song.
Light my cigarette and
I think that bert susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that shit.
Got my greatest hits

Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live.
Hard to live, hard to live
It's hard to live and it will be a long time
Before shit starts to give,
And every single day it's getting harder to give,
But God would be up for being down with a ho.
Lord knows that I got fuckin' mic control.
Do you got mic control?
You notice your style is well original.

This man, makin money, how I know.
It wont be no man of me.
In my bed I watch t.v. I'm drunk by noon,
But that's o.k. I'll be president someday.
Light my cigarette and
I think that bert susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that shit.
It's the ziggens greatest hit,
The ziggens greatest hit,
The ziggens his great-est hitback to top
Free Loop Dub / Q-Ball
(instrumental)back 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
Work That We Do
Well we realized so long, long ago, and I bet you,
That we've seen it all, the lies wont get you.
I've got fourteen miles to go,
I've got rythem comin' sence I've got the sto.
But I won't wanna come around our love. so why?
If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall.
I'ma find you.
And when I find you, I'm gonna get your lovin' arms today.
So we fight to get, we fight to ger our weary arms to bed.
Real love's somthing that I still hope people make there own places to go.
And now in '94 were gonna lie some more.
In 1994 were going to die some more.
It it ever going to be the last show?
It's going to be the last drive,
Boss to proud to make the cars that we drive.
The women don't mind, I've got ample time,
They don't wonder why that they do.

That's work that we do, a work that we do is work that we do.back to top
Lincoln Highway Dub
I got a hundred and nienty-six different kind of oil cans. the electric
Toasters. there isn't a thing in here that wasn't one time or another used
On the lincoln highway.
(instrumental)back to top
Pool Shark (Acoustic)
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how things weren't so cool to me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I like lying naked in my bedroom, tying on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool.

Now I got that needle, I can shake, but I can't breathe.
Take it away, but I want more and more.
One day I'm gonna lose the war.back to top
Cisco Kid
That's chapter 1,
Would you like to have chapter 2
You better you son of a bitch, I know the way.

Here's adventure, here's romance,
Here's the famous robbin hood of the old west.

Cisco, the sheriff, he's getting closer!

This way poncho, vominos. the cisco kid.

Way, way, way, we way back in the days the year, 1980.
Had to get a job, had to make some money-ney
Picked up a pen and a pad,
Dropped reality never thinking that I would live to see the day I'd rock my own cd

We used to do the dance we called obie-obie
Now s.t.p. 1993, so hollywood get out my way
My mom's words seems like yesterday
Love jesus, don't forget to pray
She most have gone with the boss d.j. right?
(don't be too sure of that fat one. fat one? )
And feelin though, skinny coming with the 9mm

'cuz he who has the money has the authority,
And respect to the man with the uzi
(I'm pritty handy with a six gun myself)
The 808 kick is on my hitlist
And this beat's cooking like an ital dish
It wasn't hard for me to do, it so easy
Because to me loops loops tight go naturally
Mom's words seem like yesterday.

What's your name? cisco kid.
Si, poncho's name is, poncho.

Now in '94 we got an s.t.p.
A half pack of smokes, and oh yes, and sammy
A fifteen pack of old millwalkee
A dalmation and a girlfriend,
But I ain't got no money-ne-ne-ne

The 808 is within my reach,
Sublime beats are comin' straight from long beach.
If you think that hollywood
Didn't get what he deserved,
Call 808 kit to get served

(scarface)
How am I gonna get a scar like that eating pussy, man?

There's always some hombre that can't resist swapin' lead,
Just to see if their faster with the six gun than cisco is.

They'll only find out cisco is fastet.

Well that don't stop 'em from tryin' poncho,
Like slade here,
He fancys himself as fast on the draw as a quarter-horse
Takin' after a stray.

What's the matter? can't the cisco kid talk for himself?
Is that how you got your reputation cisco,
By havin' your partner build you up?

I make no claim to a reputation senor,
And no one has to talk for me.

The cisco kid, heh,.
The kid part fits you from the way you act.

I've meet with your kind before.
You a foolish hombre if you think he will not fight you.

Your making big talk for an hombre who will not fight.

You are wrong slade,
I'll fight you any place, any time.
If there is a good reason.

Well here's a fist full of reasons!

Now you two quit that.

Just as soon as I finish off this cisco kid.

You are the one that is finished you faggot.

Is that a good punch?

Alright you two, that's enough,
Let him alone cisco.

I won't forget this cisco,
I'll take this up with you another time.

Any time hombre,
I'd be glad to accomidate you.

I'll make it soon cisco.

Shit up cash, keep your mouth shut.

Thats what I mean, cisco,
You attract trouble like a fiddler attracts a square dance,
You understand why I don't want
You staying in this town?

Do not worry sheriffback to top
Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. II
[Raleigh]
You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot. You brain-washed
yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because you never studied your
Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all the rest are lower case in any
fuckin' case. Supreme Court, you are not the fucking Supreme Court of anything,
except Hell! For the next ten thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it,
because your on repeat mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin' thing that you
took away from them you mother fucker.
[Security Guard]
Raleigh.
[Raleigh]
Yes.
[Guard]
This is the deal.
[Raleigh
Yes, what is the deal?
[Guard]
You either cool it down right now...
[Raleigh]
Or your gonna fuckin die!
[Guard]
your outta here.
[Raleigh]
Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this little kid? Eh?
[Guard]
Your gonna go to the psyche ward.
[Raleigh]
Well good, that's where I wanna go.
[Guard]
Yea, your gonna be right there. So you better cool it down. You better cool it down
right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of this room or you are gonna go
to the psyche ward. This is your last opportunity.
[Raleigh]
Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
[Guard]
Shut your fucking mouth.
[Raleigh]
all right.
[Guard]
And don't make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you'r going to the psyche ward.
[Raleigh]
Well, thats exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyke ward and so I'm
gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here. Your cutting into my commercial.
[Guard]
You understand?
[Raleigh]
I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! Your trying to
get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star asshole, your just a fuckin' errand boy.
[Guard]
Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
[Raleigh]
Exactly...I'm an American!
[Guard]
This is the last warning Raleigh.
[Raleigh]
Good, Shut Up!
[background laughter]
[Guard]
Anymore out of you and your going to the psych ward.
[Raleigh]
See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
[Guard]
You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh.
[Raleigh]
Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em! That's what I gonna do.
[Guard]
Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.
[Raleigh]
Well you've come in against...this is my room.
[Guard]
I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
[Raleigh]
Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions do.
[Guard]
Let's do it, go for it dude.
[Raleigh]
Well if you come at me your gonna fucking die!
[Guard]
Go for it.
[Raleigh]
I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off.
[Guard]
Come on. Come on!
[Raleigh]
I ain't comin, you come.
[Guard]
Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you cool it or your out of
here, that's the only choice you have.
[Raleigh]
Try it.
[Guard]
Your gone dude.
[Raleigh]
Who's gonna enforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the cops.
[Guard]
You got witnesses right now?
[Raleigh]
No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops on you, you cocksucker,
right now.
[Guard]
Good.
[Raleigh]
11 - Just like that, and you will never get out of this. [Guard:] Good. Come on.
[Raleigh]
I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic trying to kill me in my
fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is
standing in my door, I told him to get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me
in the psycho-tank, for making my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine!
And he's trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of shit!
'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall. I hope you record all that. That's
a pre-programming for the police department! And send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to
kill him in two seconds. Now get 'em over here as fast as you can please. I hope your
recording this.back to top
S.T.P.
Stp?

All that I need
Look at all the love that we found, oh

I won't run and pull no one jack move
They love her for the kingston sound,

Flava flav and i-c-e
Once said somethin' that made me
Want to burn my liquor store down to the .....ground

But I just can't leave the pad
Cause I'll surely wind up dead
'cuz I know they're out there waitin'
And watchin' for me

.....
And my wooden baseball bat
And my shiny silver gat
And if my homie got my back
Then I've got all that I need

Look at all the love we've found, oh
I won't run and pull no one jack move

They love her for the kingston sound
Oh

I wont slip and I won't trip
Send matt vargas to regrip

While I'm wrenchin' on my ride
In that old secret tweaker pad where we hide
There's always lotsa fun stuff to do
Like relax and design a brand new tattoo
Play with my crossword puzzle book
I'm even learnin' how to cook

Have you seen little whore, baby
Someone said that she stole my freddie
And if she made off with my last clean rig
I'm gonna kill that funky ditch pig

So what?

Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad
Cuz I know you're talkin bout me
Made it
Hard to live
Cuz i
Don't want nobody come to hunt somebody down
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest dope spot in town

I just take it nice and easy,
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me

Cuz all that I need
Look at all the love we've found, oh

3, 4

I wont run and pull the one jack move
They love her for the kingston sound,

You're really much too kind...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
I Don't Care Too Much for Reggae Dub
See, I chose this profession, so therefore, I earn beer.
(laughter)
Pretty much.
Got matches?
And I'm not lyin' one fuckin' bit, either.
Are you guys musicians?
We're magicians.
What kind of misic y'all play?
The kind that..i dunno.
Ask and so you shall recieve.
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
Why not?
Oh well...
I don't like it, that's why.
We play rock, blues.
Oh, actually, we play, uh, you know bon jovi?
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Oh.
I like a little of this kind of music.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I like jazz, blues.
Oh, jazz is great.
I'm not too into rap.
I really don't like that rap.
Rap? rap.
I like oldies.
Some rock, some hard rock.
I even like a little mexican music.
Don't understand the shit they're sayin'.
Don't understand nuthin', but I like it.
Now, the indian music.
Now that's somethin' to trip off of!
Acid.
Because every song is like...
You'd better be trippin' pretty hard.
Uh-huh.
I'll bet you trip hard.
Acid.
Oh, he's got it goin' on.
Don't you go near ya hand...
Yeah.
Everyday.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everyday I say, oh please don't lie.
We gotta leave.
I swear.
You should get a real one, man, what's your fuckin problem?
Ah-hah.
I never said I thought you were stupid either.
He ain't got nuthin' on there.
Can one of y'all spare 20 cents.
I don't evn have 20 cents.
I don't even have...uh...
If I had 20 cents a dollar like you...
I'd spend the last one...
This guy's got 20 cents, I'd bet you.
My wallet's inside.
Yeah, right, c'mon.
Yeah, c'mon, you got money.
Yeah, you got cash.
Yeah, we know you got money, man.
Actually, I think I have a buck.
Give her the fuckin' quarter!
We checked you out, we know you...
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
C'mon down.
One more time.
C'mon down. c'mon down.
Yeah.
Go down and see your baby now.
No.
We love you, yeah.
When I heard the verdict the first time, I was sitting there.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Can't go in there.
Fuck.
I know he wasnt..
I immediately gave him all my money.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't.
I got another friend, he got the shit beat out of him for no reason.
You can stay here.
Hey man.
On that one.
You got a good samaritan here.
The mother-fuckers knocked on the door and arrested him for being drunk
In public.
What's goin' on?
I'm gonna break down the...
He's really, in a mental hospital, and that thing really doesn't work.
You should get a real one, man, what's you fuckin' problem.
Laaa...got a night down...
Yah.
Who's this guy?
2x that's opie.
Opie.
Opie is our master.
Who's this guy?
That's opie.
Yah.
Who's this guy?
2x that's opie.
5x opie.
2x that's opie.
5x opie.
And opie is our master.
I am the master.
He's so smart, he's the smartest guy we know.
He created this.
Knock me out.
Master of the mother-fucker.
Wait, I have one.
Try that.
He usually doesn't speak.
Like, every 2 weeks.
He speaks in tounges.
Oh, in tounges.
He only speaks every 2 weeks.
(incoherent rambeling)
Hey, y'all meet raleigh?
This is like, speaking in tounges...
Whoo!back to top
Falling Idols
(instrumental)back to top
All You Need
Headin out for austin now we're half way out the road
Buddy bye, buddy bye, buddy buy, buddy buy
Steady starin out the window

Feels good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it
Back out on the road's where we like to be seated

Half-pint style we got the euroy style
Half-pint style we got the euroy style
Put that shit together wanna create a style
Put that shit together wanna create a style

Back out on the highway, I wont feel afraid
Little piece of paper sayin how we wont get paid
Back out on the highway, pheonix looks the same
Dont ask me, I got noone to blame

I cant make you understand
Im rising up in a hip-hop dance

Thats all you need

Headin out for austin now we're half way out the road
Buddy bye, buddy bye, buddy buy, buddy buy
Steady starin out the window

Feels good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it
Back out on the road's where we like to be seated

Lights upon me and the stars up above
Cuz on the interstate it's all about love love love
If I ever realize thats how it has to be
All the dj dallas wanna give me the money

Back out on the highway, I wont feel afraid
Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain
Back out on the highway, pheonix looks the same
Dont ask me, I got noone to blame

I cant make you understand
Im rising up in a hip-hop dance

Thats all you needback 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
Mary
Maybe 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 tonite
Oh mary baby, please don't fuss and fight

You've heard the line before
Mary, baby, please don't think I'm a whore
If you come home with me
Turn off the lights lock up the door and start gettin' busy

I don't know if I can go so far up inside you tonite
Mary, baby, I could do it right

When we got to her pad
Mary, baby, started callin' me her dad
As she gave me head
We could not find the damn bed

Fifteen years old plus one
Hotter than a microwave oven

Mary, baby, daddy is comin' homeback to top
Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. III
You guys don't know what love is.
You don't know what love is.
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues.
Until you had a love you had to lose.
You don't know what love is.
Let's see. What's happening? The sacks are filling up again here yeah.
Well we can stop that thing ya know any fucking time we want, let's do it.back to top
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