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 you

What I Got
Early in the mornin', risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
I got a Dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot.

Life is (too short) so love the one you got
cause you might get run over or you might get shot
Never start no static I just get it off my (chest)
Never had to battle with no bulletproof (vest)
Take a small example, take a tip from me
take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got, It's within my reach
(and the sublime style is still straight from Long Beach)
It all comes back to you you're bound to get what you deserve
Try and test that, you're bound to get served
Love's what I got, don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot.

Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, and remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I got, I got

why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot
hits that bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin and fighting, it's all the same
To live with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me

Wrong Way
Annie's 12 years old in two more she'll be a whore
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 her lips
but I'm staring at her tits
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 shit was tight
It's was the wrong way.

Don't run away if you 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 wouldn't take it, oh no
Her two brown eyes only get larger still
and it still ruins her makeup I never wanted

Same In The End
Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up, and they give it up
and they give it up, but they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin', rollin' stone, oh
he rolled away one day and he never came home.

It ain't hard to understand
this ain't Hitler's master plan what it takes to be a man
ooh, In my mind, and in my brain I roll it over like a steamin' freight train
It ain't hard to ascertain.

You only see what you want to believe
when you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die will be the day
that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on your knees and start to pray
oh, Pray my itchy rash will go away, ow!
Back up y'all, it ain't me
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all that I see
It's a hellified way to start your day.

If I make you cry all night
Me and daddy are gonna have a fist fight
It ain't personal, it ain't me.

I only am what you told me to be
I'm a backward ass hillbilly
I'm dick butkiss.
You know I lie, I get mean, I'm a thief in the dark, I'm a ragin machine.

I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch
Rec-tite on my ass and it makes me itch. I
can see for miles and miles and miles
oh .. My broken heart makes me smile.

In my mind, in my brain
I go back and go completely insane
It ain't personal, It ain't me
If I make you cry, I might, be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a load from my big gun.

You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back I got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 the devils best friend
Makes no difference it's all the same in the end

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 Anaheim
all the windows are busted out
and it's like a free-for-all in here
and uh the owner should at least come down here
and see if he can secure his business, if he wants to...

April 26th, 1992
there was a riot on the streets
tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV
while I was paticipatin' in some anarchy.

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

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

(call fire, respond Mobil station. alamedas in Anaheim, its uhh flamin up good.
10-4 Alamedas 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 their mother,
I saw her when she came out she was gettin some pampers.
They said it was for the black man
they said it was for the Mexican,
and not for the white man.
But if you look at the streets it wasn't about Rodney King,
It's 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'm alive 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 Michigan),
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 (wont'cha let it burn)

any units assist 334 willow,
structure fire, and numerous subjects looting
10-15 to get rid of this looter..
10-4

Santeria
I don't practice santeria I ain't got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars but I'd, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she's found
well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down.
What I really wanna know, my baby
what I really want to say I can't define
Well it's love, that I need, oh , but my soul will have to
wait till I get back and find heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all.

I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
and I got to live it up, oh , yea huh, well I swear that I
What I really wanna know, baby
what I really want to say I can't define
that love make it go, my soul will have to...
What I really wanna say, my baby
What I really wanna say is I've got mine
and I'll make it, Yes, I'm comin' up.

Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddy's got a new .45
and I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat. Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass
What I really wanna know, my baby
what I really wanna say is there's just one, way back, and
I'll make it, yea, but my soul will have to wait. yea, yea, yea

Seed
Janie always said I was a mess
I'm sorry bout that mess, I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed.

Still I knew she could take it if I opened up the rhythm
I knew it could make it, but I hope her parents love her, so.

Feelin the acid on the brain, if I got that frame
I made her bleed, yeah she wants that lovin you see
well if you live, you wanna give or get old
and if you never knew that we get old
you live it up you live it up, you get old,

but if you got to know my place
And if you don't it smacks you in your face
but, I know her parents love her
and I hope her parents love her
I hope her parents love her so...

Bulleyed back in 1983, what did you do for me?
I made her bleed, well I'm lovin'
I'm planting my seed, babe
I knew we could make it, but
I only knew that the bitch would break it, yea
I hope her parents love her so, my God look at me
If he had to go I know

I'm barely lovin' my holy creed
You never knew that was what you need
Oh my god, honestly, believe it or not, its a disease
I, I hope her parents love her
I hope her parents love her so...

Jailhouse
Jailhouse gets empty
Rudy gets plenty
Baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller.
Can't fight against the youth
Cause we're strong
Them are rude rude people.

Now when I was a youth in 1983
it was the best day of my life
Had the '89 vision
we didn't fuss and no fight
when all the little daughters wanna be my...
like a vision
it was playin on my guitar
on my guitar
I had to be there

When the rhythm, playin
I know that I'm gonna be there, ya
oh Bud Gaugh will be singin there
and Eric Wilson will be bangin up there, yea
oh, and we'll be all singin' with vision, oh

what has been told to the wise
and uprooted, yea
its gonna be revealed unto and sublime

rudy, rudy, rudy,

Can't fight against the youth, right now
Them are rude rude people
Can't fight against the resistance, oh right now
Them are rude, rude people.

We gonna rule this planet, among children
We gonna rule this planet

Cuz, when that rhythm
It was playin on my guitar
on my guitar, I had to be there
I had to be there oh,

when I was a youth it was the best day
it was the best day of my life
Had the '89 vision
we didn't fuss and no fight
when all the little daughters wanna be my...

when that rhythm
It was playin on my guitar
on my guitar, I had to be there

Pawn Shop
Down there at the pawn shop
It's a nifty place to shop
What has been told about
made of stone just remember
that it's flesh and bone...

Paddle Out
I never thought that when I grew up I would be in a band
and travel all the best spots in the land
and I'm not here to brag or boast
I'm here to tell you about the spots that I love the most.

natural bridges on a clean west swell
breaks over the reef like a bat out of hell.
stockton Ave. gets hollow and mean
and on a big day it works like a machine.
outside stockton gets hot like a gloves
swift st. john st. into mitchell's cove
big steamer in. makes you wish you were a trout
when it's mackin' so hard only two dudes paddle out...

a huge summertime south swell
hits when I'm in my hometown
in a surfside bowl is where i can be found
or up and down the coast
checkin' out the spots that i love the most

The Ballad Of Johnny Butt
Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong will to survive
he just keep pushin on even though he was barely alive
so, shoot it up, shoot it up, it just don't matter.
Johnny says he wants to go do it says he wants to kill a cop.

we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome

so john, just keep pushin, cuz the, the streets are yours
there'll come a day when all that, shit wont matter
so, shoot it up, shoot it up, it just don't matter,
when you're resisting any way.

we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome

Burritos
I don't wanna go and party
I don't wanna shoot the pier
I don't wanna take the doggie for a walk
I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer
I don't wanna do a bong load
and go and wrench on the car
I don't wanna hose the dog shit down
cause I ain't even gonna get out of bed
I ain't gettin, I ain't gettin out of bed today

Keep on skankin' Ronnie
skank the night away
But the time is coming
for us all to pay.

I don't wanna watch no porno
I don't wanna play guitar
I don't wanna spank the monkey
I don't wanna go down to the corner bar
and I ain't even got to listen to all the stupid shit you got to say
I don't wanna do a god damn thing
I don't want to, want to leave my bed today

I don't wanna eat burritos, or read about OJ
No I don't want to get a head rush
cause I ain't gettin out of bed today
I ain't got to leave my bed today, no way

Under My Voodoo
be it your guide is so much to love
you can hide your love its true

it's the freedom game
you can see it every day,
'cause your freedom ain't free

come on down, i know how
I'm gonna make you so feared.

don't you know it ain't no thing before
so don't take more than you need
it's somethin' that I'll do later,
now it's over
it's not my fault

under my voodoo

it's under my voodoo

pray that i leave you high and dry
pray you can make me cry

if your faded, put it in my prayers
i damn my feeling, i roll on
i tell you the truth

it ain't no thing
if you wanna get real dry.. one thing though

gonna kill for it, more, more, it's not my fault, it's got me,

and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

under my voodoo

lord, hey, voodoo
what'cha wanna wanna wanna do

Get Ready
Some folks say smoking herb is a crime
if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
insufferable informal crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
and in the evening when we try to jam
we like the music loud in this here band
we let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand
somebody always gotta turn informal for the man
I want to know right now is there one of you in the crowd
are you gonna call 911 and spoil all of my fun
you crazy fool
I'm in the mood
get ready come on now
load up the bong
crank up the song
let the informal call 911
and when security police force want to arrive
don't try to run don't try to hide
just pull out the .9 pop in the clip
and let one slip
into these crazy fools

Caress Me Down
Mucho gusto me llamo Bradley,
(glad to meet you my name is Bradley)
Im hornier than Ron Jeremy,
and if you wanna get popped in your knee,
just wipe that look off your bati face

You hate me cause i got what you need,
a pretty little daughter that we call mixie, and,
if you wanna get beat physically
it will be over in a minute if ya

so she told me to come over and i took that trip
and then then she pulled out my mushroom tip
and when it came out, it went drip drip drip
i didn't know she had the g.i. joe, kung foo grip

and it went - uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and that's that lovin sound- it went uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and that's that lovin sound

when i kiss mixie she makes me feel horny,
cause I'm the type of lover with the sensitivity,
when she kiss my neck and tickle me fancy,
the right kind of lover on Sunday morning.

En el otro lado es donde vivi,
(On the other side is where I lived (in the U.S.))
con mi hijita, que se llama mixie,
(with my girlie, who's name is Mixie)
y su hermana, si me quiere,
(and her sister, she really likes me)
y ahorita, tenemos un bebe,
(and now, we have a baby)

Sus padres sus tios me trataron matar
(Your parents, your uncles tried to kill me)
but they did not get too far
un poco despues tuve que regresar
(a little while later I had to come back)
con un chingo de dinero
(with a shit load of money)
cause you know imp a star

me fui a costa rica
(I went to Costa Rica)
para tomar y sufear
(to drink and surf)
placticaba con la raza
(talking with the locals)
cause they know who we are

Si no so dio cuenta
(If you didn't take notice)
then i bet you never will

you must be a muneca
(you must be a sissy doll)
if your still standing still

Me gusta mi reggae,
(I like my reggae)
Me gusta punk rock,
(I like punk rock)
Pero la cosa que me gusta mas es panochita,
(but the thing I like most is pussy)

Ponga la nalga en la aire if you know who you are,
(put your ass in the air if you know who you are)
Ponga la nalga en la aire y empieza gritar,
(put your ass in the air and start to yell)

No tenga miedo, Im your papi,
(Don't be scared, I'm your daddy..)
take your chones, y les mandan a mi,
(take your panties and send them to me)
levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar,
(get up, get up, you have to yell)
levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar.
(get up, get up, you have to dance)

Doin' Time
summertime and the livin's easy
and bradley's on the microphone w/ ras m.g.
all the people in the dance will agree
that we're well qualified to represent the lbc,
me and louie, run to the party
dance to the riddim it gets harder.

me and my girl, we got this relationship
i love her so bad but she treats me like...
on lock down like a penetentury
she spreads her lovin' all over and
when she get home there's none left for me

oh take this veil from off my eyes
my burning sun will some day rise
so what am i gonna be doin' for a wife
say I'm gonna play with myself
show them how we come
off the shelf
so what

evil, i've come to tell you that she's evil
most definitely, evil, ornery scandalous
and evil, most definately
the tension, is getting hotter
i'd like to hold her, head underwater, oh

me and my girl, we got a relationship