We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelt like Lou-Dog inside the van
This ain't no funky reggae party
$5 at the door.
Gets so real sometimes.
Who wrote my rhymes?
I got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce deuce in the trunk of my car.
If you only knew all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground.
You're a fool. don't %&@* around with my dog.
All that I can see I steal as I fill up my garage.
But in my mind.
Music from Jamaica all the love that I found.
pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound.
It's you. It's that %&@*
stuck under my shoe.
It's that smell inside the van.
It's my bedsheet covered with sand.
Sitting through a %&@*&! band.
Getting hassled by the man.
Waking up to an alarm.
Sticking needles in your arm.
Picking up trash on the freeway.
Feeling depressed everyday.
Leaving without making a sound.
Pickin' my dog up at the pound.
Livin' in a tweaker pad.
Gettin' yelled at by my dad.
Sayin' I'm happy when I'm not.
Finding roaches in the pot.
All these things I do,
they're waiting para tu. Back to the Top
What I Got
Early in the mornin'
Risin' to the street.
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet.
Got to find a reason.
A reason things went wrong.
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone.
But I got a dalmation
and I can still get high.
I can play the guitar like a mother %&@*$! riot.
Life is too short so love the one you got
'cause you might get runover or you might get shot.
Never start no static I just get it off my chest.
Never had to battle with no bullet proof vest.
Take a small example, a tip from me.
Take all of your money 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.
That's 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 the bottle and goes back to the rock.
%&@!*@ and fightin' 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. Back to the Top
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 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 runnin' down her chin and it ruins up her make-up I never wanted
A cigarette pressed between her lips while I'm starin' 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 was her 7 horny brothers and her drunk %&! dad.
He needed money so he put her on the street and everything was goin' fine 'til 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 talked all night and tried to make it right believe me %&@* was tight it's the wrong way.
So run away if you don't wanna stay 'cause I ain't here to make you.
It's up to you what you really wanna do, spend some time in America. Dub style.
So we ran away and I'm sorry when I say that 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. Back to the Top
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.
He rolled away one day and he never came home.
It ain't hard to understand.
This ain't H&@#*!'s master plan.
What it takes to be a man.
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 my 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.
Oh, 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 backwards %&* hillbilly, I'm %&@* buttkiss.
You know I lie. I get me, I'm a thief in the dark I'm a ragin' machine
I'm a tripple rectified %&* son of a &@*!#.
Rectite on my %&* 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.
Oh, 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 you got tricks up my sleeve.
24/7 the devil's best friend makes no difference it's all the same in the end. Back to the Top
April 29th, 1992 (Miami)
April 29th, 1992 there was a riot on the streets tell me where were you?
While you were sittin' home watchin' your t.v.
I was participating 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
then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire.
Next stop we hit 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 hearin today?
When we returned to the pad to unload everything it dawned on me that I needed new home furnishings.
So once again we filled the van until it was full.
Since that day my living room's been much 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 when she came out she was gettin' some pampers.
They said it was for the black man, they said it was for the mexican, but not for the white man
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King.
It's 'bout this %&@*$! up situation and the %&@*&%' police.
It's about coming up and staying on top or screamin' 187 on a mother *&$%&@' cop.
It's not written on the papers but it's written on the wall.
National Guard
Smoke from all around. Back to the Top
Santeria
I don't practice santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars but I'd spend it all
If I could find that Heina and that Sancho that she's found
I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd smack her down
All I really wanna say I can't define
It's love I need but my soul will have to wait
'till I get back and 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 got to live it out
I swear that I really wanna know
all I really wanna say is I 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 something for his punk %&@.
What I really wanna say is there's just one way back
and I'll make it but my soul will have to wait. Back to the Top
Seed
Janie always said I was a mess. 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
I hope her parents love her so
feelin' all 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 believe me when I say it's the same %&@* every day
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 @&@*! would break it yeah,
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 it's a disease. Back to the Top
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
Can't fight against the resistance Back to the Top
Pawn Shop
Down there at the pawn shop
It's a nifty way to shop
What has been sold is not strictly made of stone
Please remember that it's flesh and bone. Back to the Top
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
I'm not here to brag or boast I'm here to tell you 'bout the spots that I love the most.
Natural bridges on a clean west swell breaks over the reef like a bat out of hell
Stocton Ave. gets hollow and mean and on a big day it works like a machine
outside Stockton gets hot like a glove swift St. John St. into Mitchell's cove.
big steamer lane makes you wish you were a trout when it's mackin' so hard only two dudes paddle out
a huge summertime south swell hit when I'm in my hometown in a surfside bowl is where I can be found
or up and down the coast checkin' the spots that I love the most. Back to the Top
The Ballad Of Johnny Butt
We've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome Back to the Top
Burritos
I don't wanna go and party.
I don't wanna shoot the peir.
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%&@* down
'cause I ain't even gonna get out of bed
Keep on skankin' Ronnie skank the night away
But the time has come 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
I ain't even go to listen to all the stupid %&@* you got to say.
I don't wanna do a god %&@* thing
I ain't gonna make my bed today
I don't wanna eat burritos or read about O.J.
I ain't gonna get a head rush
'cause I ain't gettin out of bed today Back to the Top
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
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 Back to the Top
Caress Me Down
mucho gusto me llamo 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.
If you wanna get beat physically it will be over in a minute so she told me
to come over and I took that trip and then she took out my mushroom tip
and when it came out it went drip drip drip
I didn't even know she had that g.i. joe kung fu grip
and it went uuh and the girl caress me down
uhh that's the lovin' sound
when I kiss Mixie it makes me feel horny
'cause I'm the type of lover with the sensitivity
When she kiss my neck and tickle my fancy
she give me the right kind of love on Sunday morning(spanish) Back to the Top
Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with ras m.g.
All the people in the dance will agree that we
are well qualified to represent the LBC
G me and Louie
run to the party dance to the riddim it gets harder
me and my girl got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like %&@*
On lock down like a penitentiary
she spreads her lovin' all over and then there's none left for me
(chorus)
Oh take this veil from off my eyes
A burning sun will one day rise
So what am I gonna be doin' for a wife I guess I'll have to play it myself
Show them how we come off the shelf
(chorus)
Evil I've come to tell you that she's evil most definitely
Evil ornery scandalous and evil most definitely.
The tension is getting hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater Back to the Top
