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Sublime lyrics

Album: Second Hand Smoke [1997]

Tracks19
 01  Doin' Time (Uptown Dub)
 02  Get Out! (remix)
 03  Romeo
 04  New Realization
 05  Don't Push
 06  Slow Ride
 07  Chick on My Tip
 08  Had a Dat
 09  Trench Town Rock
 10  Badfish
 11  Drunk Drivin'
 12  Saw Red
 13  Garbage Grove
 14  April 29, 1992 (Miami)
 15  Superstar Punani
 16  Legal Dub
 17  What's Really Goin' Wrong
 18  Doin' Time (Eerie Splendor Remix)
 19 Thanx Dub
all Sublime lyrics



Doin' Time (Uptown Dub)
Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, un-definitely,
evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, definitely. The tension, is getting hotter, I'd like to hold her, head underwater, oh
oh, as the livin's easy, on the microphone with ras m.g.
In the dance it's agreed that we'll well qualify to represent the LBC.

(microphone control... da da-da-da-da da...)back to top
Get Out! (remix)
(It's 8:05. This is Phyllis in the office.
The Cat is out on the patio, if it jumps one more time,
your butts are in the street. I am sick and tired of your
activities, your cat, and your untruths with me.
I'm gonna call you tomorrow, when your home, and you can explain
some things to me 'cuz I'm tired of your bullshit. Goodnight.)

My place is not a home,
it don't make no difference but I have found,
that I need a place to stay.
I never listen what the landlord man say.
You should've seen the flops in my house.
We were jumping on walls and kicking ceilings.
Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT!"

(they're driving me fucking crazy over here chief,
I gotta get rid of these fruitcakes.)

Hold me and don't let go.
It don't make no difference that your a ho.
Cause I need a place to stay.
A new disease was just the price I paid.
In days of old that how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
That girl is dead to me now and I say ....

[kick ass cuttin' & scratching]

So let the lovin take a hold over me,
Let the lovin take a hold over me.
(Long Beach Posse)
Cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
1992 so lets all start uniting.
Put your hands together be the best you can be,
Let this jam take us to 1993.
Stay positive and the love will come back to me.

But some jealous punk, snuck up around the back,
tried to take the lovin' over me.
Oh, I got into a fist fight and wound up in jail all night.
[more monster scratching]back to top
Romeo
I have a secret place inside my mind,
Where I keep hidden inspiration you will find.
And when my petty anger goes to my head,
You'll find I'm better off dead.
Oh, and I don't hold the key,
To find out what is killing me, its,
Been so long but somehow I just still care,

I am a romeo, am a romeo, with no place to go

Sometimes I think you hate me, hang up the phone,
But take a closer look, this hate I feel is my own.
So many times I've loved you, more than myself,
It's time to take that love and put it on the shelf.
Oh, and when I hold you tight,
It makes me want to scream and fight.
Love turned to hate,
Some how it's just, how it's just,
How it's just to late.

I am a romeo, am a romeo with no place to go

Rock the reggae music, cuz it sounds so fine, right!
When I hold you tight, in my arms you are mine,
But in the morning when I wake up and I still feel the same,
I know something goin on and I know who's to blame.
Everytime I tell you I'm the real romeo,
It fills my soul and heart with anger, pain, and sorrow.
Cuz' somthings going on and I think you should know,
So listen to my rhyme, cuz this is how it goes:

In a tight mini short in a short mini skirt,
It feels so wrong and it feels so right.
The more I think about it you're a pain in the ass,
I told you many times, this time it's gonna last.
Want the kind of woman who can make me feel right,
Not sloppy drunk sex on a saturday night. cuz,

I am a romeo, am a romeo with no place to go

Pull up your honey if you gotta one see,
Because your down with the style, cuz your down with me. oh,
Rig the selector when your on the mixer,
Along with peter mitchell upon the echo chamber. two, one,
No they must see but no, they can't test me.
Two, three of them come and say you cant test me.
Because me rock the reggae music in a different stylee.
Me rock the kinda reggae music right on time, because your down with the
Band that they call sublime, right?

Don't take it too slow, don't take me wrong,
Me know which way to go, me, me, me, me alright,
Me rock the reggae music day and all night.

Makes you wanna explode,
Makes me wanna explode,
Makes me wanna explode,
Makes you wanna explode,
Sometimes it makes you wanna explode.back to top
New Realization
The time has come, to reach a new realization 'tween me and you,
Time to clear the rumors, sensations, and things that just are untrue.

Well I thought I heard you behind me,
With a knife stright for my back.
It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of living,
Although I might not be on the right track.

Oh, thought I might drown but it's hard to be givin'.
Downtown's wheres you'll find me, do some and got a hand.
Although I never listen girl, I damn well understand.
And you think, I'm so damn feeble.
I can't see through your lies, you'r just a crock of shit,
With a pretty smile, and I refuse to compromise.

Oh, don't give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load

You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can found in a lie.
Maybe some grain of inspiration, for song thats deep inside.

Oh, tears running down your face,
Just screaming lick me in the eye.
Well I'm licking straight at your twisted face,
And it's enough to make me cry.

Oh, I payed the price of loving you,
In more ways than one.
Wrapped around your finger but I think my time has come,
But I never can be too sure cuz I like to have a little fun.

Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun.
A mind is a precious thing to taste.back 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
Slow Ride
She takes her time when it's time to get ready.
Always has her way.
Always leaves me waiting by the phone.
She told me more than once to take it slow,
And I said ok.
But lately I've been sleeping all alone.

I'm not breaking up inside,
I'm much to proud to moan.
Baby please come home.

I feel a little lucky so I try to play it cool.
I think she laughs inside.
With the words that burn like fire in my mouth.
Try to be a man like I got the master plan, night out on the town.
Drink and dance and we can turn it out.

Whoa, maybe it's how your body moves I just don't know,
Maybe it's just the way you move so slow.

(phone dialing)

[hello? ]
[hi it's me]
[i thought I told you not to call me here]
[i know I just really needed to talk to you]
[get a clue babe, there's nothing to talk about.]

(click!)

Ask me why I play myself play myself for a fool.
Swear I would do most anything.
Walk a mile to see her smile.
Walk a mile just to rock for a while.
Babe I'm thinking with my ding-a-ling.

Whoa, I've been doing some thinking,
Now I just don't know.
Maybe just the way you move so slow.
Maybe cuz you move so slow.
Maybe cuz you move so slow.

But sitting on the verge of tears does not become my 22 years.
You took my shame, and you took my pride,
And now you gonna take me for a slow ride.

But uh, uh. waiting, waiting on the phone.
Got the words that burn like fire in my mouth.
Come on down reggae style,
Wind up your body like a bass line wild,
Drink and dance and we can turn it out.

Whooooaaaa, I'm not going crazy but I just don't know,

Maybe cuz you move so slow. (x3)

Like love,
Move nice and low.

Slowride! (x3)back to top
Chick on My Tip
She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.
When I went out with her she got extensions in her hair.
She got style and she got the cat moves.
You're gonna keep the beat bud because she's coming after you.

I ain't high, I won't lose
I might be lookin for attention but I'm just not gunna lose
It's friday night, and there's going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be you baby.

Got one more trick up my sleeve
One more thing to say to you before I leave
Yo girl you don't mean a thing to me
And if you thought you ever did you were high on things..

I said high no but I'm not lying
Gunna lose a goddamn thing tonight

I saidb friday night there's going to be
Another chick on my tip but it won't be you baby.

Oh if you change your ways
Oh I would lay down any time with you... with you

But I fear one more slip and this will go right
But I'm not ready to say goodbye
Because first I got a couple of tails
I'm gunna kick it on down your butthole

High, low. high on booze
Run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night theres going to be
Another chick on my tip but it won't be me

But, oh
Oh if you change your ways
Oh I would lay down anytime with her... with her


Got one my, my, my
I know we had a couple of times
But I'm ready to go
I'm gunna kick it on down your butthole

High, low, high on booze
I'm gonna run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night theres going to be
Another chick on my dick but it won't be me

But oh,
Oh, if you'll change your ways
I would lay down anytime with her, with her....back to top
Had a Dat
Raging and swirling,
Getting inside,
I feel like I'm going to break!

Bright sun sinking low,
I never feel afraid to let emotions show.
Well I did.
Now take a look at me,
I had a close brush before your destiny.

Before I end, and you'll be victims of
My stories, tales, lies, and exaggerations.
I'm gonna
When your living life like a show
You gotta
Take a bow to the people you know

I said lie, for me
Lying under a process tree
Oh engrossing in my brain
Feeling like I'm going a little insane.

A little close inside
Feels like I'm going insane!

Red lights
Are
Sinking low

I grab another beer cuz it's time to go...

I feel my head burst, I head out to your car
And I pray to jesus christ, but you won't get too far

I say uh, headlights and uh second gear
I run the road of like and skip the things you fear
I said that you might, that you might find a better way
To justify- the evil things that you say

Ah, help me please, ah help me please
Because I'm going up on my knees

I said, I said
Going down to my knees
I pray to the lord up above!

Help me,
I'm falling down
Feeling now the cold, cold, cold, hard ground

Haunting faces, and moving lines
Slumber party for tonight

Pound it hard, your gonna pound it again
But please just do not pump up my friend
Cuz it seems alright, gonna push him around
But I can't be taken for no clown.

Because,
When I am on the ground I cry!

Wowowowowowo.. don't stop

Oh, cool and eazy
Oh no
Cool and easy
To the sweet reggae music
Oh no
Feels alright to sweet reggae music
Feels alright
Sweet reggae music....back to top
Trench Town Rock
One good thing about music,
When it hits you, you feel no pain.
One good thing about music,
When it hits you, you feel no pain.

So hit me with music.
Hit me with music, now, yeah.
Hit me with music.
Brutalize me with music.
Trenchtown rockers they donít watch that.
Trenchtown rockers ....

Kingston town, moviní
Kingston town.

One little thing Iíve found,
Is that you canít fool jah, I know.back to top
Badfish
When you grab a hold of me
Tell me that I'll never be set free
But I'm a parasite, creep and crawl I step into the night.
Two pints of booze
Tell me are you a badfish too? are you a badfish too?
Ain't got no money to spend
I hope the night will never end
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef

Baby your a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck diving fails
I swim but I wish I've never learned
The water's too polluted with germs
I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
Grab the reef underneath my bed
It's underneath my bed
Ain't got no quarrels with God ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef

Ain't got no quarrels with god. ain't got no time to get old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reefback to top
Drunk Drivin'
Drunk driving is what I like to do.
I like drunk driving with you.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
Garbage Grove
[here they come now, you see that?
Yep both of the crews
They look they gonna fight]

We took this trip to garden grove.
It smelt like lou-dog inside the van.
Oh yea, this ain't no funky reggae party,
$5 at the door.
It gets so real sometimes,
Who wrote my rhyme?
I've got the microwave, got the vcr.
I got the duece duece in the trunk of my car.
Oh yea, if you only knew all the love that I found,
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground.
Your a fool; don't fuck around with my dog.
All that I can see I steal.
I fill up my garage.
Cuz 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 the freeway
Feeling depressed every day
Leaving without making a sound
Pickin up my dog up at the pound
Livin in a tweeker pad
Gettin yelled at by my dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot

Oh, all these things I do.. they're waiting for youback to top
April 29, 1992 (Miami)
I don't know if you can,
But can you get an owner for ons,
That's o-n-s,junior market,
The address is 1934 east aneheim,
All the windows are busted out,
And it's like a free-for-all in here
And uh the owner shouldat least come
Down here and see if he can secure his business,
If he wants to...

April 26th, 1992,
There was a riot on the streets,
Tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your tv,
While I was paticipatin' in some anarchy.

First spot we hit it was my liqour store.
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford.
With red lights flashin' time to retire,
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire.

Next stop we hit it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make that window drop.
Finally we got our own p.a.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
Hey!

(call fire, respond mobil station.
Alamidos in anahiem,
Its uhh flamin up good.
10-4 alamidos in anaheim)

Never doin no time

When we returned to the pad to unload everything,
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings.
So once again we filled the van until it was full,
Since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable.

Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here,
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year.

Some kids went in a store with thier mother,
I saw her when she came out she was gettin some pampers.

They said it was for the black man,
They said it was for the mexican,
And not for the white man.

But if you look at the streets it wasn't about rodney king,
It's bout this fucked up situation and these fucked up police.
It's about coming up and staying on top
And screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop.
It's not written on the paper it's on the wall.
National guard? ? !
Smoke from all around,

Bo! bo! bo!

(units, units be advised there is an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 temple,
938 temple... 30 subjects with bags.. tryin to get inside the cb's house)

(as long as I'm alive, i'mma live illegal)

Let it burn, wanna let it burn,
Wanna let it burn, wanna wanna let it burn

(I'm feelin' sad and blue)

Riots on the streets of miami,
Oh, riots on the streets of chicago,
Oh, on the streets of long beach,
Mmm, and san francisco (boise idaho),
Riots on the streets of kansas city
(salt lake, hunnington beach, ca),
Tuscalusa alabama (arcada compton mischigan),
Cleveland ohio,
Fountain valley (texas, barstow - let's do this every year),
Paramount, victorville (twice a year),
Eugene or, eureka ca (let it burn, let it burn),
Hesperia (oh, ya let it burn, wont'cha wont'cha let it burn),
Santa barbara, nevada, (let it burn)
Phoenix arizona,
San diego, lakeland florida, (let it burn)
Fuckin... 29 palms (wontcha let it burn)

Any units assist 334 willow,
Structure fire, and numerous subjects looting

10-15 to get rid of this looter..

10-4back to top
Superstar Punani
So tell me if you really wanna be a superstar
But fiesta on the mike and will surely take you far
You made that drop on the 24 tracks
We mix it all down then we put on wax
Beginning is hyped when you playin in the bars
A bottomless pit where you make loose and far
Take away your privacy and take your guitar
Then take your woman and impound your car
My beginning of wisdom I won't take you too far
First you gotta sell your soul to be a superstar
Baby if you got it forget about that
Your money don't concern you that's a natural fact
Shut up your mouth before you get knocked down
We're gonna listen to your voice upon the speaker box
First you get a manager but what does he do
I'll be the first to tell you baby that I don't have a clue
We're gunna make a phony image for the mtv
Hear it on the radio say damn that's me
Whenever I get over on a 3 peice hog
Jesus and her mom are gonna break your arm
Put your ass in the john to be a superstar
I realize sometimes I feel old design
Oh your reknown position and you just can't hide
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff
All over the world you gotta take that trip
And then you never thought you'd see the day you'd act like this
Your rep is getting bigger than a b-52
And then it goes around the world before it gets back to you
Hey our love has started can you believe
Before your eyes this shit just come back to me
Oh my God I take a rest on the side
So long so long so long so long I'll see ya
Oh my God if I'd a let my own
I'd take it turn around and place it home
I realize sometimes I feel old design
Oh your reknown position and you just can't hide
Woah it's the position
I just can't hide
Bo
Whatcha want whatcha need
Give it a bunch of mine and you just can't miss
Your love feels like this
Some people love get your shit like this
Well if you love wad up your love punani punani
Woah if you love me punani punani
Oh my god
Free yeah free oh oh oh hey
Want the dogs? let em go. let emback to top
Legal Dub
Legalize it, don't criticize it.
Legalize it, and I will advertize it.back to top
What's Really Goin' Wrong
Hahahah, (here it goes)

Good evening ladies and gentlemen,
Welcome to tonights presentation,
Its brought to you by us,
And it's non-fiction

Everybody saw
The last movie we made,
And this one called 'what's really goin wrong'

What is really, what is really goin' wrong
Well what is really, what is really goin' wrong

Sublime in the place livin' up chickens creation
In 1996 to make you buy this cinematation,
This is what they, agree to show to you
It's not really the truth
But you'll believe it through and through

What is really, what is really goin' wrong
What is really, what is really goin' wrong

(space aliens sounds)

What is really, what is really goin' wrong
What is really goin' wrong

(speed it up)

What is really, what is really goin' wrong
What is really, (what is really), what is really, what is really goin' wrong

(guitar solo)

What is really goin' wrong
What is really, what is really goin' wrongback to top
Doin' Time (Eerie Splendor Remix)
(feat. Mad Lion)

You know whats taking place?
Check this out
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion for the borderline
This is Sublime
I'm Mad Lion for the borderline hey
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets
harder
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like shhh
All locked down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin all over and when she gets home there's none left for me

Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm
it gets harder

When the music hits you shall feel no pain
Take a spiff of sinsemilla make it run through your brain
Me and Sublime we sound 1 - the same
Two lions into the jungle that they just can't tame
So bring all your people
And bring it
You better take your lovin and fling it
You better bring your lovin home
Come and love your maximo
24/7 say me can't sink so low

Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye
Ba da ba bye bye

So take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will some day rise
And what am I gonna be doin for a wife
I said I'm gonna play with myself
Show them now we've come off the shelf
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie we're gonna run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets harder

Evil
Evil
Tension
Tension
Hold her
Water

Evil come to tell you that she's evil most definitely
Evil, ornery scandalous and evil most definitely
The tension is growing hotter I'd like to hold her head underwater
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me and Louie everybody run to the party and dance till the rhythm it gets harder

This is Sublime
Hey
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