Lyrics: 40oz To Freedom

Index

40oz
  1. Ruca
  2. Get Out *
  3. 40 oz to Freedom
  4. Smoke Two Joints
  5. Were Only Gonna Die for Our Own Arrogance
  6. Don't Push
  7. 5446/Ball and Chain
  8. Badfish
  9. Let's Go Get Stoned
  10. New Thrash
  11. Scarlet Begonias
  12. Live at E's
  13. D.J.s
  14. Chica me Tipo
  15. Right Back
  16. What Happened?
  17. New Song
  18. Ebin
  19. Date Rape w/ Rawhide *
  20. Hope
  21. KRS-One
  22. Babylon
  23. Thanks (extended) **
* - only featured on the first few pressings of the album (Skunk Records)
** - extended version only available on the original Skunk cassette

Ruca


Punk Rock changed our lives
(dog barking)
good boy, good boy, good boy

on the east side
that's where I met my Ramona
"I wanna go to a party"
that's what she said
lonely
that's what I've been

here's my telephone number call me

and to a party, a house party
whole loop-a people just rally 'round me
and love
she send a message of love.

she said
"I love up the way you move
I love the way you rap"
bo! bo!
Ramona please step back

now she's my ruca
I'm barely waiting for my heina

she moved from long beach down to L.A.
right now she's selling oranges by the freeway
I wanna know
Ramona am I the only one, tell me

and she said
"you're not the only one but you're the best Bradley"
bo! bo!

and now I'm waiting for my ruca
and I barely pulled up with my heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her
don't fuck around with my heina

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Get out!


It's 8:05, this is Phillis 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, and your cat, and your untruths with me. I'm
going to call you tomorrow, when you're home, and you better explain a lot
of things to me because I'm sick and tired of your bull-shit. Good night.


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 have seen all the flops in my house
we was jumping on walls and kicking ceilings
nowadays people listen to me when I say... "Get out!"

hold me and don't let go
it don't make no difference that you're a ho
because I need a place to stay
A new disease was just the price I paid

in days of old thats how it used to be
oh yes indeed
that girl is dead to me now
and I sing... "Get out!"

one two three four
lemme bust a freestyle then
fuck you man, I gotta bone to pick


so sit, don't trip
I'm cuttin' hits like Bert Susanka's got the shrimp dip
I get it get it get it get it all the time
people wants to know the meaning of the word Sublime
it's anarchist, man it's the shit you missed
we get the Minutemen loops
and add a Peni twist

cuz we know you love the pit
but this is the shit
that you put in the box
and say, "damn it's a hit!"

and to all the radios and the TV shows
cause we don't kiss no ass or kick down free shows
what you get is the kind no gank no cess
when yellow lover's on the d-r-u-m-s

well let the lovin' take a hold over me
let the lovin' take a hold over me
(follow me long beach posse)
cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
it's 1992 so lets all start uniting

put your hands together be the best you can be
let this jam take us to 1993
to stay positive
the love will come back to me

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40 Oz to Freedom


you got your hair permed
you got your red dress on
screamin' that second gear was such a turn-on
and the fog forming on my window
tells me that the morning's here
and you'll be gone before too long
who taught you those new tricks?
damn, i shouldn't start that talk
but life is one big question when your starin' at the clock
and the answers always waiting
at the liquor store
40oz. to freedom -
so I take that walk

and I know that
oh, I'm not goin' back
oh not going back
oh god knows
I'm not going back
oh not goin'

Hey man, anyone wanna make a run down to AM/PM with me?
It's like quarter-to right now bro.
Shit, can you like, loan me like, a buck or two dude?
Jai said he was gonna be here around 2:00 I haven't even seen him.
Just totally broke, man owes me twenty bucks man.
Get over it, fuck, sorry.
I'm not dealin' with that fuckin' chince no more.
Take those bottles back Eric


and you look so fine
when you lie, it just don't show
but I know which way the wind blows
a 40oz. to freedom is the only chance I have
to feel good even though I feel bad

and I know that
oh I'm not goin' back
oh, I'm not goin' back
oh, god knows, I'm not going back
oh, I'm...not goin'
oh....I'm not goin' back
oh, I'm not goin' back
oh, god knows, I'm not going back
oh, I'm...not goin'

there's a whole one left in the freezer...

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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 sensimilla
Eazy-E were ya ever caught slippin'? Hell no!


daddy he once told me, "son you be hard workin' man"
and mama 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"

whoa rock me tonight
whoa-oh Jah say
whoa-ohh

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Were Only Gonna Die For Our Own Arrogance


(one, two, three, four)

early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same, to conquer was their goal
so he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
he died a confused man, killed himself with his own mind

early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
so he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
and he died a confused man and he killed himself with his own mind...
let's go!!

early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
so he built his great empire, he slaughtered his own kind
he died a confused man, killed himself with his own mind...
let's go!!

Punks are running wild in the streets and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do. And there's no end to it. It's like everything, everywhere is going crazy so we don't go out anymore. We stay in the house, and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is, "Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Just leave us alone!"
Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone.
There's got to be something different.
[skunk version only]

early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
so he built his great empire and he slaughtered his own kind
and he died a confused man, he killed himself with his own mind...
let's go!!

early man walked away as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same and to conquer was their goal
so he built his great empire, he slaughtered his own kind
he died a confused man, killed himself with his own mind...
let's go!!

we're only gonna die from our own arrogance
that's why we might as well take our time

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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'd said "could you be loved"
and if I was Half Pint I would ball lord up above
if I was Mike Tyson I would 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 stupid 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 word 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 fall off my skateboard
hey

now a days as clear as you please
get strapped with protection or strapped with disease

laughter, it's free
anytime just, call me
439-O116
when you're 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 believe me then I go an' 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 equality
come come thema come with a rougha stylee
come come they na care about your 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 lick-a-shot
thema hear about me rock

with me armor
thema launch they attack with me armor
when they start counter react with me armor
thama launch an attack with me armor
counter react with me armor
when they start counter react
when me am bigger
hear me copy tell you about this wicked stylee

(man, hold up)

people wanna come up and they wan' tell me
smokin' crack cocaine better than sensi
you'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!

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5446/Ball and Chain


do you believe I would take such a thing with me
and give it to a police man
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that

if I did that would you say sir
come down and put the charge on me
I wouldn't do that oohhh I wouldn't do that

I'm not a fool to hurt myself
but I was innocent to what they done to me
they were wrong they were wrong

give it to me one time ohh give it to me, yeah!
give it to me two times
give it to me three times
give it to me four times

oh 5446 was my number, was my number now
right now somebody else has that number
one more time -
5447 was my number, was my number now
right now somebody else has that number
ohh

si-boops-deh, one go with him up, yes!
si-boops-deh, want keep him, keep him in the mix, sing!
si-boops-deh, me want go take off that dress, huh?
si-boops-deh, I've kissed and caressed

'cuz we're chillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night
we're chillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night
'cuz hear the dub, hear the beat, in the dog pound DJ
lord have his grilled cheese

some jealous punk snuck up around my back
tried to take the lovin' over me
lord I got into a fist fight
and wound up in jail all night

give it to me one time ohh yes, ooh my pussy
give it to me two time
give it to me three time
give it to me four time

[start Ball and Chain]
people listen up don't stand too near
I've got somethin' that you all should hear
all lies, all the lies told to me
form a little part of history

I was always taught that boy meets girl
fall in love get married and forget the world
nine months later the sweet baby's on the way
kiss him on the cheek and life's okay

I don't feel no pain
I don't have no time
to listen to conflicting points of view, oh
it's a crazy world to live alone
a ball and chain I call my own
a-ba-na-na-na-na, whooo

people listen up don't stand too close
I've got somethin' that you all should know
holy matrimony is not for me
I'd rather die alone in misery

because I was always taught boy meets girl
fall in love get married and forget the world
nine months later sweet baby's on the way
isn't that what they used to say

with a girl you knew
and the bonds that we grew
turned into a ball and chain

I step into the great unknown
and a ball and chain I call my home
a-ba-na-na-na-na, whooo

crazy world to live alone

with a girl that you knew
and the bonds that we grew
turned into a ball and chain, ohh

I step into the great unknown
and a ball and chain I call my own

because marriage doesn't work in the world today
it's an institution that is in decay
and if I have love I wish to portray
I will surly find another way

because I was always taught that boy meets girl
fall in love get married and forget the world
nine months later the sweet baby's on the way
kiss him on the cheek and life's okay

I don't feel no pain
I don't have no time
to listen to conflicting points of view, whoa

I step into the great unknown
with a ball and chain I call my own
a-ba-na-na-na-na, whoooo

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Badfish



... I'm gonna find him man! ...
How's it goin' dude?
Hey man, what's up?
Tell Todd he can turn the radio back on


when you grab ahold of me
you 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 get me off this reef?

baby you're a big blue whale
grab the reef when all duck divin' fails
I swim but I wish I never learned
the water's too polluted with germs

I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
grab the reef underneath my bed
(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 some-body get me off this reef?

I gotta go dude.

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 reef?

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Let's Go Get Stoned


I swear sometimes you're taking me for granted
I swear, sometimes that you're a whore
I swear but i know there ain't no reason
'cuz everything is such a bore

last night I had a dream
lord it made me sick
saw you in your bedroom suckin' someone else's dick my goodness

my friends all laughed
said it was my fault
said it's time that it happened to me

but I know that the show
was much more than a blow
so I'm waiting for the tide to get low
waiting for the tide to get low

damn, now lick my balls
the rhythm, the rebel
the young heifer
the rhythm, the rebel
I said suck the mother fucker you're bitin' it, shit!


if I was an ant crawlin' upon the wall
tell me baby would it make no difference at all?
if I was a roach on a tree tell me would you smoke me?

bright lights put me in trance
but it ain't house music makes me wanna dance Word!

I don't gamble but I bet
I'm gonna die if I don't get a cigarette
just because I always play the mack
put the monkey on my back

Let's. go. get. sto-oned. [skunk version]

"There is is... Kick it!

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New Thrash


I've got so much trouble on my mind
that it feels just like I'm always sleepin' with the enemy
but I know the real world always gets the last word and
that's why I gotta kick reality
so don't tease me, and try to say that I should care
might as well go out for mine 'cuz everybody's going out for theirs

(ain't no life nowhere)

so don't tell me about a fake drug war
cut education programs more
the people will one day learn and rise
'cuz not everyone is out to score

people always ask me why people are all fucked up -
at every corner there's a liquor store

peace

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Scarlet Begonias


as I was walkin' down rubadub square
not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air
from another direction she was caught in my eye
it could be an illusion but I might as well try
might as well try
she had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
and I knew without asking - she was into the blues
she wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
I knew right away she was not like other girls
like other girls

well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
as heaven works out the way it does in this song (hey)
'cuz once in awhile you get shown in the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right

it was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
because the woman took a lovin' over me
and just to gain her trust I bought a microbus
because I sold off all my personal property

a tight tie-dye dress she was a psychedelic mess
we toured to the north, south, east, and west
we sold some mushroom tea, we sold some ecstasy, we sold nitrous, opium, acid, heroin, and PCP

and now I hear the police comin' after me
yes now I hear the police comin' after me
the one scarlet with the flowers in her hair she's got the police comin' after me

but there ain't nothin' wrong with the way she moves
all scarlet begonias and a touch of the blues
and there ain't nothin' wrong with the love that's in her eye
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by
let it pass by
oh just let her pass by

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Live at E's


yesterday I saw a whore
lookin' out for more
while she makes my body aches
when I walk in then I say

well uh-
I'm on the mic doin' uh-
the things you like and I'm uh-
Pleasy G and I'll uh-
treat you right
'cuz all the ladies and me
you see we both agree
that uh- I'm goin' down in world history
well yo-

whoa she makes my body ache
and you know I yearn for more
I won't flake or perpetrate
I won't front no funky ho

don't get me wrong I'm just
uh- singin' my song
I'm just like you
I like to ball my freaks all night long
not only do I rhyme
I also cut so nice
and all the fightin' perpetratin' DJs want my slice
cause I'm select

perpetratin' DJs, come and look for me
rock me rubadub rock and roll MC
so sweet and so nice
they call me delight

go go go go go go go

go Eric
think of somethin'
sing somethin'

my name is Eric I have nothing to say
cuz I'm not a fucking DJ
and if you wanna come talk to me
then you've gotta talk to my man Bradley

ha ha ha ah ah yeah

(rasta banter..)

uh- uh- elected
my rhyme's have been perfected
the fightin' MCs will be dissected and rejected
I am the most suppressive
aspective and progressive
motivating innovating chillin' and digested
it's obvious as ever
it will be specialized
if you're trying to prevent uh-
it can't be compromised

I am a fresh MC
as you can plainly see
you won't regret a DJ, a fresh MC you'll soon agree
so take a seat and feel the beat
of course it is okay uh- uh-

yes thats the RAS MG
yo! on judgement day
that's right we outta here
5000 G, 5000 G
we outta here, we outta here

peace
nothing but peace and unity...

alright

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D.J.s


all of the DJs surely have taken a lesson
start talkin trash and I'll come with my smith and wesson

a little competition comes my way
and it always winds up the same
but the stone that the builder refused
shall be the head cornerstone

but there ain't nothin' wrong ain't nothin' right
and still I sit and lie awake all night

all of the DJs surely have taken a lesson
try talkin trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson

enough DJs come with enough, enough stylee
but when I bust my lyrics we all know it's wicked and wiley

ain't nothin' wrong ain't nothin' right
and still I sit and lie awake all night

oh, you better strapped with your gat if you wan' walk with me
I'm bound to come down with the new stylee
rockin' rubadub known as reggae music
gonna come down with the new lyrics
'cuz it just ain't no thing
oh I said its been a real long time

oh but there ain't nothin' wrong ain't nothin' right
and still I sit and lie awake all night

oh yea

rubadub blender a new mixer
I am the one DJ with enough flavor
it go-
here I go, hear my dub
heara the dubbed down DJ
lord have his grilled cheese

I mean ah,
I am Jamaican but I ain't no freak
I caught the man Eno with a ten pound bag of tweak
(ha ha ha)

hold on, though we call it ghost rider damn
every time we see them you fulfill the danger

ain't nothin' wrong ain't nothin' right
and still I sit and lie awake all night
oh, oh yea

dreddy got a job to do
and we might fulfill his mission
to see his pain would be his greatest ambition
but ah, we will survive in this world of competition
shooting guns and our ammunition

bo bo bo bo bo bo bo
go go go go go go go go go go go go

I won't wait so long
I said
I won't wait so long for you
oh oh yeah
mmm mmm
ooh oh
hard to get so
much
mmm mmm

stop your messing around
ahahah ah
better think of your future
ahahah ah
time you straighten right out
ahahah ah
or you'll wind up in jail

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Chica me Tipo


no me importa que se lleva, por que todo se quitara,
hay no puedo verlo, ni en pintura.
cuando empezemos, no me di yo cuenta,
de que luego tuviera que pagar
pero, si se cambie, me muera a acostarme con ti, con ti

no me propongo predicar, vive y dejar vivir
pero el amigo es un condon en el bolsillo
yo no soy medico, no soy chapusero,
solamente estoy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo,
pero si se cambie, ella seria la mia
para ser poseido en propiedad, en propiedad

translation:

it doesn't matter what you wear, because you're going to take it all off
I can't even stand to see your face, even if it's a painting
when we began, I did not realize
that afterwards I would have to pay
but if things change, I'm dying to lay down with you with you

I'm not trying to preach, live and let live
but a man's best friend is a condom in his pocket
I am not a doctor, I am not a lazy bum
I am only poor, and now I am so alone
but if things change, she will be mine,
to have as my property, property


I've got to get it on for you, oh what can I do?
I would lay down anytime with her, with her

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Right Back


sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
your girlfriend said so, but I don't really know
that don't mean we fucked around
that night last week when you left town

was tweakin' by myself one night that's when I wrote this tune
didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room
uh-huh, sometimes right now since I've left the pen
feels like I'm right back there again

sometimes I pray
waitin, waitin for some bright holiday (holiday)
so I bought myself a gun
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from

sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
my girlfriend said so, she's a little ho
that don't mean I fuck around
I like to keep that higher ground

sometimes I pray
waiting waiting for some bright holiday
so I bought myself a gun
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from

oohhh don't tease me
ohhh don't tease me
don't tease me oh

sometimes I pray
waiting waiting for some bright holiday
so I bought myself a gun
now I'm right back right back where I'm from

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What Happened?


three, four!
wake up in the morning
clock says half-past one
I have no sunglasses as I step into the sun

there's no recollection
of the evil things I've done
it feels like I must have had some fun

what happened?

last thing I remember
I was chillin' at a party
pinchin' girlie's asses
I was drinking recklessly

I know I did something
lord what could it be?
woke up in the morning
and all my friends hate me

what happened?

oh yeah, play it for them wonder

what am I doing here?
who is this girl in my bed?
what is this shit on my face?
my god, what is that awful smell?

she may be an angel
she may be a queen
she might be
Black, White, American, Indian or Japanese

what happened?

threw a bottle at the bouncer
didn't think that he was cool

pissed in someones drink
and threw a bike into a pool

drivin' down the side walk
like a drunkin' possessed fool
I broke every single traffic rule

oh, what happened?

what happened?

let's go!!!

she may be an angel
she may be a queen
she might be
Black, White, American, Indian or Japanese

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New Song


I heard that payback's a mother fuckin bitch
but I won't stress and I won't switch
and I would not take my life
glory please have God
the only thing on my mind
it takes up all of my time

and I said oh-

running from a gun
or some brain that weighs a ton
oh my got it hurts to get so low

searching through the car
cold stone searchin' through the night
I think I would run to you
but I refuse to fuss and fight

and God may find the reason
well I'm sure you'll find the rhyme
because it takes up nearly all my time

P it stands for Freedom
god knows I've got the number
maybe I just use too much

I was sitting in a bar
now I'm sitting in that stolen car
cold stone rollin down the boulevard

thought you was clean
on the microphone scene
think I would run to you
but I know I won't fit for me

cuz I know Gods got the reason and the rhyme
and please tell me why it takes up all my time

I've been drinking just like you
and baby you got something I could use

paybacks a mother fucking blast
I won't stress and I won't blast
and I would not take my life
glory please have God
coming from heaven above
takes up all of my time
and I said

(guitar solo)

Why must I feel like that?

running from a gun
and some brain that weighs a ton
you know I bit that line from Flavor-Flav
but all the DJs do it
all the DJs use it
I would run I would switch
but I wanna be the same
and I know ill find a reason
'cause I always bust a rhyme
because it takes up nearly all my time

T it stands for treason
the D it stands for dub

and maybe I just use too
maybe I just used too
maybe I just use too much

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Ebin


can hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin on my nuts, haha

out my window, cool and bright
day so slowly into night
funny how things look the same
now that my friend Ebin's changed

Ebin was a cooley that I used to know
now he's down with the PLO
he's cold kickin it live with the KKK
no JVC, no JFA

cooly was sportin' black tennis shoes
dealin', he was looking for something to use
with a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of booze
well, it could be me or it could be you

oh feels like my whole life is rearranged
Ebin you changed

Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you oh how you changed
oh you changed
oh how you've changed

I give you a hard time,
didn't want to stay
got outta jail just the very next day
it's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi

he was a Nazi, yeah, yeah, yeah

hooked on crack just the other day
now he is down with the CIA
we got covert operation in Vietnam
with a hit man assassin like a long strong arm

he went down to protect his country
eat Mexican food and make lots o' money
come back up north and drive a big white car
and take himself a plane down to Nicaragua
well it feels like I'm the only one to blame

oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you oh you changed
oh you changed oh how you changed

I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
got outta jail just the very next day
now it's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi
he was a Nazi, yeah, yeah, yeah

out my window cool and bright
day so slowly into night
funny how things look the same
now that my friend Ebin's changed

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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 Hell
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 they drove away 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 would 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, 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 he's got a big scar
come on party people won't you listen to me
date rape stylee!

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 years
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 to be 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 this kind
even though he now takes it in the behind

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 this kind
even though he now takes it in the behind
date rape!

nananana nananana bananana lalalala

she didn't want to
she didn't want to
she didn't want to
she didn't want to, take it!

- - - [start Rawhide - skunk version only]

one...
rollin' rollin' rollin'
keep those doggies rollin'
rollin' rollin' rollin' rawhide!
hell-bent for leather
windy rain or weather
wishin' my girl was by my side
oh, vittles, love, and kissin'
is what I'll be missin',
'til I reach the end of the ride
so head 'em up, head 'em out
head 'em up, move 'em out
head 'em up, head 'em out- rawhide
ride 'em in, let 'em out,
ride 'em in, cut 'em out,
ride 'em in- rawhide!
c'mon, step here
movin', movin', movin'
keep those doggies movin'
movin', movin'....
hmmmmmm
don't try to understand 'em
just rope, spur, and brand 'em
soon they'll be riding by your side

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Hope


how can you say, "you torture me"?
you're already thinking about someone else

when he comes home, you'll be in his arms and I'll be gone
but I know my day will come
I know someday I'll be the only one

so now you wait for a spark, you now it will turn you on
he's gonna make you feel the way you want to feel

when he starts to lie, when he makes you cry
you'll now I'll be there
my day will come
I know someday I'll be the only one

call me selfish, call it what you like
i think it's right
to want someone for all your own and not to share their love
but I'll have my way
you don't stand a chance anyway
cause I got to you
you don't stand a chance

so now you wait for his cock, you know it will turn you on
oh, he's gonna make you feel the way you want to feel
when he starts to lie, when he makes you cry
you'll now I'll be there
my day will come
I know someday I'll be the only one
my day will come
I know someday I'll be the only one

you say you want perfection
I see your self destruction
you don't know what you want
it's gonna take you a year to find out
I'm not givin' up
and when you've had enough
you take your bruised little head and you'll come running back to me
I know that I will be the only one

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KRS-One


be a producer

in school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state

but I know, and I know because of KRS-One
yeah and I know, and I know because of KRS-One

because he's droppin, droppin, droppin science, droppin history
with a whole leap of style and intelligency

yes, I know, and I know because of KRS-One
yeah, and I know, and I know ...

damn tough
be-biddy by-by-by


because we don't want to pay no money fee hear the same old sound
watch and we'll take hip-hop to a higher ground

cause I know (how do I know?)
and I know, because of KRS-One

yeah, and I know oh- and I know cause...
here we go now

you must learn

and I know, and I know because of KRS-One, oh-

and I know, and I know
ohohoh yeah

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Rivers of Babylon


by the rivers of Babylon
where he sat down
and there he wept
when he remembered Zion
Alpha the wicked carried us away
captivity required from us a song (yeah)
how can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?

so let the words of our mouths
and the meditation of our hearts
be acceptable in thy sight
over I

by the rivers of Babylon
where he sat down
and there he wept
when he remembered Zion

Alpha the wicked carried us away
captivity required from us a song
how can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?
how can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?

encore, encore, encore!

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Thanks Dub...

Alright, before we get it started, when we did "Smoke Two Joints" that was jacked from The Toys, and that song "Rivers of Babylon" was written by B. Dowe and F. McNaughton.

Alright now, crucial thanks out to the Happolt, Nowell, and Wilson families for their patience and support, we love y'all. To all the players who made this possible, thank you very much! Yeah and the check's in the mail. To Kelly Vargas for steppin' in there and makin' it happen. The LBP! The world famous Juice Bros. The Field Marshall Goodman and the man called "Floyd I".

Thanks out to Bad Religion, and The Descendants. George Hurley, and Mike Watt. To all those flops, but only when they ain't hangin' out. To Toby-Dog -whe~whew- to Louie-Dog, to Matt-Dog.

James Brown, The BSM, to Miles Davis. To Ken, the all night rocker. To south side part and Catherine was up dude? And all that, now best wishes out to Eno, and Shelly, and their baby on the way.

Hey up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the rape man. How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs, and Bob Forrest. To all those punker sluts. To Eek-A-Mouse. Tom- for lettin' us practice and crashin'. Chili Pot All Night.

Peni, Fugazi, Rhino 59, Reek 1, The Last Pariah's, and Naomi's' Hair. How about the Butthole Surfers, and Frank Zappa. Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Susanka, and all the Ziggens' around the world.

To Jack the third. To Julia Parker. Hey Jeff The King, where's my mic stands? Martini, with his forty-ounce in hand. To Jai Dodds, and his son Christian. I gotta say thank you to Scum, Hard as Smoke and Cheap as Wood. To Scumette, and The Vandals.

How about H.R.? For 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect. Hey Nick Tweek, Joanne, and Caroline. Hey ah, I gotta say what's up ta fuckin' Snow, and Bam-Bam and all the East Side stoners. Saint Tucko, Sean Stern, The Ken G. Easly Project, Steve Zapada, and ah, Richard Greko, and everyone down at Bogarts; thanks a million. I gotta say w'sup and thank you to, Dave Shae, and Greg A., with out them this wouldn't be possible. Oh yeah, and your mom called and said you guys should take a nap. To Sacramento, BMD, and Danny Lovitz out in Arcata. I gotta say thank you to Diet Faith, Imagine Yellow Suns. Everyone out at Ben is Dead.

Kevin Swinson, Frija, Cold Duke Train, and Wister, and ah, how could I not thank Mark Mandoo and the one live crew, and all the Lakewood Posse.

Mr. Capoo, and the Antioch posse. Especially the Johnson Family, what's up miss J? I gotta say w'sup to Dirty Al, Jennifer Henry, and Kelly too, out in San Francisco. Lisa Johnson in Austin. Tonto, Jimmy Carl Black, (page turn) Mercado Carribe in Austin. Thanks a lot to Lee for gettin' us in out of the heat. Jimmy's in New Orleans, the Hard Back in Gainesville, Florida.

Mark Goodnight for his psycho pad. Alright, we stayed at this guy's house, and, ah, when they had them murders back in like,'98. A guy and a girl got hacked up in his pad and we stayed there but ah, ya know it was great. To Jack Tripper even though he don't know a got-damn thing about Orlando! To Ingrid in Arcata, Rusty, Bermuda Pete, and Sarah.

Shannon Boil. To The Spacefish, sorry guys maybe next time. NKOTB in Costa Mesa. The O.K. Hotel in Seattle. To Joel for gettin' us that shit at Waves, we needed that man, thanks bro.

To Ninja Man, Tam, Darby Crash, D. Boone, Alex Neeka - come visit goddamn it! Grin, Craig Caskey, Dave Kornblum and Beth Larson, to everyone at the Church of Rock and Roll.

We gotta say w'sup to Cory, and her best friend Jorji, the Meat Puppets, Tar Babies, Kate 'n Frank out at Zed's, Scott down at Ten-Ton, everyone down there at Deja, thanks.

CMJ Enterprises, Molly Cantell, Courtney Beatmon, the Mecca Park and Recreations Department, fuck Twenty Nine Palms! Hey Lisa G., what up punk? To Kimmy for scarlet inspiration, to Busface, the Soup-lime and the Mentors...

[the following is only available on the extended version]

We gotta say thank you to the entire hip-hop community. Especially the man that they call Just-ICE. Kris Parker, commonly known as KRS-One for 'nuff inspiration. D-Nice. Queen Latifah. Shelly Thunder. The mutha-fuckin' trigger happy Geto Boys and Public Enemy Number One. N.W.A. and the man they call ICE-Cube and the god damn Lynch Mob. Don't let me forget the Cypress Hill and the whole South Gate posse, you guys are in the house. Scott Cunningham. Mutha fuckin' taste!

Gina G. That long-haired soundman dude. Prince Jammy and the Scientist, gwarn! INI Kamoze, Tennor Saw, Super Cat, Major Mackerel, Daddy Tiger, Major Worries, Half-Pint, U-Roy, Daddy Lizard and everyone on the Redman Superpower gwarn. Shinehead and Shabba. The Beastie Boys. Maggie and Jules and the Arlington crew. Bradco Tires on Anaheim and Orange, "always the lowest prices!" And YOU!

Peace and Unity, and we're out for now. We'll see ya...

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