don't push:

stolen from an africa land
chased out with a knife
with a face like bob marley
and a mouth like a motorbike

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 were 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

but 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
and 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
get strap with protection or struck with disease

laughter it's free
anytime just call me
439-o116
when your down with sublime
you get funky fresh lyrics

(you get nuff lyrics)

stolen from an africa land
i was chased out of the bar
hmmm
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

go and wake the town
tell the people the news
ohh, hey
tell them reggae music is on the loose

(sung at same time)
here i am, like a ragin' storm with a brand new style and a unique fashion
(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
thema launch they attack 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' glass dick
bo! bo! bo!

Date Rape:

let me tell you about a girl i know,

had a drink about a hour ago

sitting in a corner by herself,

in a bar in downtown l.

she heard a noise and she looked through the door.

and saw a man she'd never seen before.

light skin, light blue eyes, a double-chin and a plastic smile.



well



her heart raced as he walked through the door

and took an empty seat next to her at the bar.

"my brand new car is parked right outside.

how'd ya like to go for a ride?"



and she said



"wait a minute i have to think."

he said."that's fine. may i please buy you a drink"

one drink turned into 3 or 4

and they left and got into his car

and drove someplace real far.



now babe the time has come.

how'd ya like to have a little fun?

and she said.

"if we could only please be on our way

i will not run."



that's when things got out of control.

she didn't want to, he had his way.

she said."let's go" he said."no way!"



come on babe it's your lucky day.

shut your mouth, were gonna do it my way.

come on baby don't be afraid,

if it wasn't for date rape i'd never get laid.



he finished up and he started the car

he turned around and drove back to the bar

he said."now baby don't be sad,

in my opinion you weren't half-bad."

she picked up a rock.,threw it at the car,

hit him in the head ,now his got a big scar.

come on party people won't you listen to me.

date rape styley.



the next day she went to her drawer,

looked up her local attorney at law,

went to the phone and filed a police report

and then she took the guy's ass to court.



well



the day he stood in front of the judge he screamed.

"she lies that little slut!"

the judge knew that he was full of shit

and he gave him 25 yrs

and now his heart is filled with tears.



one night in jail it was getting late.

he was butt-raped by a large inmate

and he screamed.

but the guards paid no attention to his cries.



that's when things got out of control.

the moral of the date rape story,

it does not pay when your drunk and horny.



but that's the way it had to be.

they locked him up and threw away the key

well, i can't take pity on men of his kind,

even though he now takes it in the behind

Smoke two joints:

(she was living in a single room with three other individuals. one of them was a male and the other two, well, the other two were females. god only know what they were up to in there. and furthermore susan, i wouldn't be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them habitually smoke marijuana cigarettes... reefers)

i smoke two joints in the morning
i smoke two joints at night
i smoke two joints in the afternoon
it makes me feel alright

i smoke two joints in time of peace and two in time of war
i smoke two joints before i smoke two joints
and then i smoke two more

smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died
toke a big spliff of some good sensimillia
smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died
toke a big spliff of some good sensamill..."
"easy-e were ya ever caught slippin'?" "hell no!"

daddy he once told me, "son you be hard workin' man"
and mamma she once told me, "son, you do the best you can"
but then one day i met a man who came to me and said
"hard work good and art work fine, but first take care of head"

(solo)

whoa rock me tonight
whoa-oh jah sake
whoa-ohh

Higher the mountain - it hard to climb. Rougher the rhythm - man it must be Sublime