It's you,
it's that sh*t stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a sh*tty band
Getting dog sh*t on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway
Gettin' 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.

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's
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. F*ckin 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.

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 het lips but I'm staring at her t*ts, 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 sh*t was tight, It's was the wrong way.

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

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' frieght 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 Buttkiss. 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 b*tch, Rec-tite^tm 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.

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 as 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.......

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 f*cked up situation and these f*cked up police. It's about coming up and
staying on top and screamin' 187 on a mother f*ckin' cop. It's not written on the paper it's on the wall. National
guard??! Smoke's from all around...

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

Riots on the streets of Miami, oh, Riots on the streets of Chicago, on the streets of Long Beach, 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, Phoenix Arizona, San Diego, Lakewood Forest, f*ckin 29 Palms

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

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' all 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...

Billyed 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...

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, 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 vesion, 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, 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 didnt 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, I had to be there, I had to be there, I
had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there

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

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 ln. 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.

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

so Johhny, just keep pushin, cuz the, the streets are yours. there'll come a day when all that, sh*t 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, we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got
to overcome

so Johhny, he kept on pushin, , the streets are yours. and there'll come a day when all,that sh*it wont matter, so,
shoot it up, shoot it up, it just don't matter, resisting any way.

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

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 aint even got to listen to all the stupid sh*t 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 dont want to get a head rush cause I aint gettin out of bed today I
aint got to leave my bed today, no way

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

You can hide your love, its true.

It’s the fetal game, you can see It every day.

Let your freedom hang free.

Come on down, I know how im going to make you come here.

Don’t you know it aint no thing deplore, so don’t take more than you need.

Its something that I do Later, now its over now

Under my voodoo. Its under my voodoo

Pray that I leave you high and dry.

Pray you can magnify.

If you’re fated blood is in my prayers, I damn well feel it are a lie.

Im tellin’ the truth

It ain’t no deal if you wanna give in like I wanna think though

Gonna get it fore my, get it fore my, get my for its gone, and im gone, its gone

Gotta get ya, got, got, got under my voodoo. Under my voodoo

Its under my voodoo.

Free, Lord, God, voodoo Lord hey, a voodoo.

Lord, hey, voodoo.

What you wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna do?

Lord wanna, wanna, wanna.

Got love I wanna get some piece a voodoo, ba, de, from me

In you, ba, da, you-ou ah,

Oo, ah, oo, ah, ee, , ee, ah, ah, oo ah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah oh.

Right now.

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 didnt know she had the G.I. Joe, kung fu 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 im the type of lover with the sensitivity,
when she kiss my neck and tickle me frenzy,
the right kind of love 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 sh*t load of money)
cause you know im 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

Si no so dio cuenta
(If you didnt take notice)
then I bet you never were
you must be a muneca
(you must be a doll)
if your still standing still

[Chorus]

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 p*ssy)

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, Im your dad..)
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)

[Chorus]

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's
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. F*ckin 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.

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

[chorus]

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

[chorus]

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, ohooohh

Me and my girl, we got a relationship, me and my girl, we got a relationship, my girl, we got a relationship, oh and
my girl.........

So take a tip, take a tip, take a t-t-t-tip from me. Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G. all the people in the dance will
agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC, me, la la Louie, while everybody, run to the rhythm it gets harder.