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1
Saw Red Lyrics
Girls don't go crazy
Oh woman...hold man tight

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

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

Baby if ya wanna get low
Baby if ya wanna get high
It makes no sense at all
I saw red
I saw red
I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead
Every day I wake up, just a little bit more
feelin' like a dog in the yard
Because it's just how we are
And every day I wonder if it's over
When I wake up I realize that it not
And I break down the wall

You say it's black but I can't believe you
And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to decieve you
And baby, I'm aware of the high and the low
And I'll be waithing in the middle
But I just lack control
Baby if ya wanna get low
Baby if ya wanna get high
It makes no sense at all
I saw red
I saw red
I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead

Girls don't go crazy
Girls don't go crazy
Oh girls don't crazy when the men use you oh
Women hold your men tight
If it makes you feel alright
It's your own life
01:57 192 2,70 0.10
2
Work That We Do Lyrics
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 rhythm, common sense
I've got the soul
But I won't wanna come around our love
So why?
If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall
I'm gonna a find you
And when I find you, I'm gonna get your lovin' arms today
So we fight to get
we fight to get 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
And it's all underneath my voodoo

That's work that we do
A work that we do is work that we do
02:31 192 3,48 0.10
3
Cisco Kid Lyrics
Way way way back days the year
1983
Had to get a job
Had to make some money
Picked up a pen and a pad
Dropped reality
Never thinking that I would
Live to see the day I rocked my own CD
We used to do the dance we called woopie woopiw
Now STP 1993
So Hollywood get out my way
My mom's word seems like yesterday
'Love Jesus, don't forget to pray'
She most have gone with the boss DJ
Right?
Next thing you know skinny coming with the 9mm
Cause he who has the money has the authority
And respect to the man with the ooze

The 808 kit is on my hitlist
And this beat's cooking like a piped out bliss
It wasn't hard to do
It was so easy
Because to me loops come naturaly
Mom's words seem like yesterday

And now in '94 we got an STP
A half pack of smokes
And oh yes, Aunt Bea
A fifteen pack of Old Milwalkee
A Dalmation and a girlfriend
But I ain't got no money-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
04:39 192 6,38 0.10
4
Stp Lyrics
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah...

Fell on my feet this morning.
Two angels heard me cry...
This is your fate hereafter.

The future is my friend.
It hurts, but it treats me well.
Take hold and be it's master.

Gold as the sun is,
As you turn me on.
And bath in it's sun dry,
I'm alive, older and strong.
Let me be someone.
I'll take hold and be it's master.

Gold as the sun is,
As you turn me on.
With echoes of laughter.
As I cry out loud...

Got my feet on the ground.
Your hand's found me.
Saw my blood on the ground
And it changed my life

So many parts that I have to play.
A tangle with life set me up that way,
Now I know,
These are the words that I have to say.
Won't you let me...
Won't you hear me cry...

Got my feet on the ground,
...feet on the ground.

Your hand's falling'... (L)
Saw my blood on the ground, (L)
And it changed my life... (L)
Your face in the crowd, (L)
You're my future. (L)
Saw my blood on the ground. (L)
And it changed my life... (L)

Got my feet on the ground.
...feet on the ground.

Your hand's found me... (L)
Blood on the cross, (L)
And it changed my life... (L)

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Fell on my feet this mornin'...
02:59 192 4,08 0.10
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Boss D.J. Lyrics 02:52 192 3,93 0.10
6
I Don't Care Too Much For Regg Lyrics 05:20 192 7,33 0.10
7
All You Need Lyrics
Headin' out for Austin now we're half way down 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

We got Half-Pint style we got the U Roy style
A Half-Pint style we got the U Roy style
We gonna put that shit together wanna create a style
Put that shit together wanna create a style

Passed out on the pavement, I won't feel afraid
And the little piece of paper sayin' how we wont get paid
Back out on the highway Phoenix looks the same
You dont got me cuz I got no one to blame

I can't make you overstand
I'm rising up in a hip-hop dance
Smile if you got the beat
Thats all you need

Headin' out to Houston now we're half way out the door
Buddy bye, buddy bye, buddy buy, buddy buy
Starin' out the window
It feels good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it
I know how females like to be treated

The lights upon me and the stars up above
Out on the interstate its all about love love love
If I never realize thats how it has to be
And all the DJ daughters ought to give me money

Back out on the freeway i won't feel the same
Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain

Back out on the highway Phoenix looks the same
Don't ask me cuz I've got no one to blame

I can make you overstand
I'm rising up in a hip-hop dance
Smile if you got the beat
That's all you need

My way is lonely
But I won't see
Because no one can tell you
You've got to be afraid
We've got to go out back on the highway
Livin' it all real
Oh for real
So high uh
Get it together
You know
You got it
Real
You want it real
You want it real
Real
02:45 192 3,80 0.10
8
Garden Grove Lyrics
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
04:21 192 5,99 0.10
9
What I Got Lyrics
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
A reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation
And I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a motherfucking riot

Life is (too short)
So love the one you got
Because 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
Fuck it, fight it, it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin'
Let the lovin' come back to me

Lovin'
It's what I got
I said remember that
Lovin'
It's what I got
I said remember that
Lovin'
It's what I got
I said remember that
Lovin'
It's what I got
I said remember that
02:52 192 3,92 0.10
10
Wrong Way Lyrics
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'll get laid
For your family get 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 to 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's ever had
Is her seven horny brothers and a drunk-ass dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
Everything was going fine until the day she met me
Happy are you sad, wanna shoot your dad
I'll do anything I can
It's the wrong way

We talk all night, try to make it right
Believe me shit was tight
It was the wrong way

So run away if you wanna stay
Cause I ain't here to make ya, oh no
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 rollin' down to her chin
And it smears up her make-up
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 it 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 are leaking like a sieve
But it still ruins her make-up
I never wanted
02:16 192 3,13 0.10
11
Same In The End Lyrics
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
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
In my mind, 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
Pray my itchy rash will go away
Back up y'all it ain't me
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all I see
It's a hellified way to start your day
If I make you cry all night
Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight
It ain't personal, it ain't me
I only hear 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(tm) on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles
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 devil's best friend
It makes no difference
It's all the same in the end
02:37 192 3,59 0.10
12
April 29 1992 (Miami) Lyrics 03:53 192 5,35 0.10
13
Santeria Lyrics
I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that Sancho that she'd 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 wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to

Wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got 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 going 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 something 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
My soul will have to wait
03:03 192 4,20 0.10
14
Seed Lyrics
Janie always said I was a mess
Sorry bout that mess
I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed
Still I knew it could take it if I opened up the rhythm
I knew it could make it
I hope her parents love her

So feelin the acid on the brain Still 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 get old believe me when I say
It's the same shit everyday
But I got to know my place
And if you don't it smacks you in your face
I know I know her parents love her

So billyed back in 1983 what did you do for me
I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed
I knew we could make it
I only knew that the bitch would break it
I hope her parents love her
So my God look at me
If he had to go I know
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 know her parents love her
I hope her parents love her so
02:10 192 2,99 0.10
15
Jailhouse Lyrics
jailhouse gets empty
rudy gets plenty
baton stick gets shorter
rudy gets taller
cant fight against the youth cause we're strong
them are rude rude people
can't fight against the youth cause we're strong
them are rude rude people

long baby then
now when i was a youth in 1983 it was the best day of my life
had the '89 vision, we didnt 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, i had to be there, i had to be there, i had to be there
when the rhythm playin
i know that i'm gonna be there
oh bud gaugh will be singin there
and eric wilson will be bangin up there
oh and well be all singin with vesion

what has been told to the wise and uprooted yea its gonna be revealed unto bass 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 i had to be there i had to be there

when i was a youth it was the best day
it was the best day of my life
had the '89 vision we didnt fuss and no fight
when all the little daughters wanna be my...

when that rhythm it was playin on my guitar
i had to be there

jailhouse gets empty
rudy gets plenty
baton stick gets shorter
rudy gets taller

cant fight against the youth
cause were strong
them are rude rude people
can't fight against the youth
04:54 192 6,72 0.10
16
Pawn Shop Lyrics
Down there at the Pawn Shop
It's a nifty place to shop
What has been sold
Is not strictly made of stone
Please remember that it's flesh and bone
06:06 192 8,39 0.10
17
Under My Voodoo Lyrics
Being your guy is a monster lie
You can hide your love it's true
It's the fetal game you can see it everyday
Let your freedom hang free
Don't you know it ain't no thing you deplore
So don't take more than you need
It's something that I do later
Now it's over now
It's under my voodoo
It's under my voodoo

Pray that I leave you high and dry
Pray you can make me cry out
If your fated blood is in my prayers
I damn well feel it's a lie
I'm telling the truth
It ain't no deal if you wanna give in
Like i wanna thing though
And I'm gone it's gone gotta get a get get got
It's under my voodoo
It's under my voodoo
Under my voodoo

(Scat singing)

Right now
03:25 192 4,72 0.10
18
Get Ready Lyrics
Some folks say smoking herb is a crime
If they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
Insufferable informa 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 informa 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 informa call 911
Come on now, load up the bong, crank up the song
Let the informa 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
04:50 192 6,66 0.10
19
Caress Me Down Lyrics
Mucho gusto, me llamo Bradley,
(Glad to meet you, my name is Bradley,)
I'm 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 thats that lovin sound- it went uhh,
And the girl caress me down- uhh,
And thats 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 a 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 little daughter, who's name is Mixie,)
Y su hermana, si me quiere,
(And her sister, she really likes me,)
Y ya horita, tenemos un bebe,
(And in a moment, we'll 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 I'm a star.
Me fui a Costa Rica,
(I went to Costa Rica,)
Para tomar y sufear,
(To drink and surf,)
Placticaba con la rasa,
(Talking with the homies),
'Cause they know who we are.

S?, no so dio cuenta,
(If you didn't take notice,)
Then i bet you never were,
You must be a mu?eca,
(You must be a sissy doll,)
If you're still standing still.

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.

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, I'm your papi,
(Don't be scared, I'm your dad..)
Take your chones y los 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.)

And it went - uhh,
And the girl caress me down- uhh,
And that's that lovin' sound- uhh,
And the girl caress me down,
That's that lovin' sound.

Caress me down - ooh!
That's the loving sound - uhh,
And the girls caress me down - uhh,
And that's that lovin' sooounnndd......
03:30 192 4,81 0.10
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What I Got (Reprise) Lyrics 03:01 192 4,16 0.10
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Doin' Time Lyrics 04:13 192 5,77 0.10
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Trenchtown Rock Lyrics
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 don't watch that.
Trenchtown rockers give me your Jah.
Trehchtown rockers then watch your children cry.
Cuz' you've got to tell Jah why you're movin'

Kingston town, movin'
Kingston town.

One little thing I've found,
is that you can't fool Jah, I know.
Cuz there moving, yes I'm moving.
I said one good thing, one good thing,
when it hits you you feel no pain.
One good thing about music, when it hits you,
you feel no pain.
01:41 192 2,34 0.10