Lyrics: Robbin the 'Hood

Waiting for Bud


(mostly instrumental with brief indiscernible background banter)

I told y'all, here they come now. You see them?
Yup, both of the crews.
I told y'all.
They look like they gonna fight!

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Steady B Loop Dub


Oooo-Wee!

(... I'm gonna find him man)

you've been right
jah jah is coming

(when you grab ahold of me)

Oooo-Wee!

look youthman
jah jah is coming

music from Jamaica
all the love that I've found
pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound

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Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. I


Öor weíre gonna know who to kill. We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at once - with a filtering system of God. We're the psycho-semantic police, you can't even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about it? We're pure intelligence; youíre not. Youíre biological product of a cosmological universe. Youíre molecular matter, I constructed you, fuck you. I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards. You know who you are? Youíre fuckin' semantic blockage, that's what made you up. You're a fuckin' programmer named Christine Gontara. Who fucked up. She sucked my cock, fell in love, but she was locked in. She's gonna get her second chance to suck my cock again. But if she turns me down, she's gonna go straight to hell. She won't pass go, she'll never fuckin' win. She's the cunt who thought she was God, but that's OK, I don't give a shit. As long as she sucks me off when I tell her. 'Cause she's my zombie. I captured that mother fucker, and she's my cassette. I want that cock sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin' dollars. If she can't do it I'll try ten. If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it. If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and suck me off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me in eternal time.

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Pool Shark


lying in my plastic bed
thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom
tying on that dinosaur
tonight it used to be so cool

now I've got the needle
and I can't bleed but I can't breathe
take it away and I want more and more
one day I'm gonna lose the war

lying in my plastic bed
thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom

tying on the dinosaur
tonight it used to be so cool

now I've got the needle
and I can't shake
but I can't breathe

take it away and but I want more and more
one day I'm gonna lose the war

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Steppin' Razor


if you wanna live, treat me good
if you wanna live, a-baby treat me good

I'm like a steppin' razor don't you watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous
I'm like a steppin' razor don't you watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous

if you are a bully, treat me good.
if you are a bully, a bully, a-baby treat me good

I'm like a steppin' razor don't you watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous
I'm like a steppin' razor don't you watch my sides
I'm dangerous, so dangerous

if you wanna live...

(dangerous, I'm like...)

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Greatest-Hits


gwan!

wake up in the morning and it's hard to live
hard to live, yes, it's hard to live
and it will be a long time before shit starts to give
and every single day it's getting harder to give
but I would be up for being down with a ho
lord knows that I got mic control
do you got mic control?
you notice your style is well original

this man, makin money, how I know
it won't be no man of me
in my bed I watch TV
I'm drunk by noon, but that's o.k.
I'll be president someday
light my cigarette and I think
how Bert Susanka made me drink
load the box and now pump this shit
got my greatest... hits
got my greatest... hits

this band, makin money? I don't know
is the writing on the wall?
all my friends drink alcohol
I'm too drunk to light the bong
I'm too stoned to write this song
light my cigarette and I think
how Bert Susanka made me drink
load the box and now pump that shit

wake up in the morning and it's hard to live
hard to live, yes, it's hard to live
and it will be a long time before shit starts to give
and every single day it's getting harder to give
but I would be up for being down with a ho
lord knows that I got mic control
do you got mic control?
you notice your style is well original

this man, makin money, how I know
it won't be no man of me
in my bed I watch TV
I'm drunk by noon, but that's o.k.
I'll be president someday
light my cigarette and I think
how Bert Susanka made me drink
load the box and now pump that shit
it's the Ziggens greatest hits
it's the Ziggens greatest hits
it's the Ziggens greatest... hits

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Free Loop Dub


(mostly instrumental dub)

Aw fuck, Chuck's on a killing spree

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Q-Ball


(Q-Ball)
...for the brothas and I'm through,
do the fuck with you, then I say, well fuck with you
and I'm out for the nine-duce niggas

(BadAzz)
comin' with, this is nine-tre, still Bad Azz lynchin'
muthafuckin' Q-Ball, and my nigga Brad
with the funky reggae style, check it out:
Bad Azz, comin' once again, I'ma shock ya
don't try to step, cuz I'm the rocka
listen I'm the nigga, Bad Azz on the cut
don't try to step, I'll shoot your ass, I'll go nuts
steppin' is his strength, Q-Ball got somethin' to say
he's up next, watch out I don't play

(Q-Ball)
I come too dope, I'm kickin' the cash
because I clash, I gash
the buck-shots hit your ass, I just duck
nigga's range bein' supreme as I beat it
I got the AK pointed...

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Saw Red


girls don't go crazy...

oh women hold your men tight

(Gwen)
every day I love him just a little bit more
a little bit more, a little bit more
every day I love him just a little bit more
and he loves me the same

(Brad)
every day I love her just 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

(Brad) baby if you wanna get on
(Gwen) oh, baby if you wanna get off
(Brad) it makes no sense at all
(together) I saw red
(Brad) I saw red (Gwen) oh, oh, oh
(Brad) I saw red (Gwen) ah, ah, ah
(Brad) one more secret lover that (together) I shot dead

(Brad)
every day I wake up just a little bit more
feeling like a dog out in the yard
because it's just how we are

(Gwen)
every day I wonder if it's over when I wake up
realize no it isn't, and I break down the wall

(Brad) you say it's right, but I can't believe you
(Gwen) and if you say it's right, you say I'm trying to deceive you
(Brad) and baby, I'm aware of the high and the low
and I'd be waiting in the middle but I just lack control

(Brad) baby if you wanna get low
(Gwen) oh, baby if you wanna get high
(Brad) it makes no sense at all
(together) I saw red
(Brad) I saw red (Gwen) oh, oh, oh
(Brad) I saw red (Gwen) ah, ah, ah
(Brad) one more secret lover that (together) I shot dead

(Brad)
girls don't go crazy
girls don't go crazy
oh girls don't go crazy when the men use you, oh

(Gwen)
oh women hold your men tight
if it makes you feel right
it's your own life

(Gwen whispers) was that hard enough? (Brad whispers) yeah

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Work That We Do


well we realized so long, long ago
and I bet you
that we've seen it all
the lies
won't let you

I've got fourteen miles to go
I've got rhythm, common sense, I 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
and I'ma find you
and when I find you I'm going to get your lovin' arms today
so oh
we fight
to get
we fight to get our weary arms to bed

real love's something and I still know
people make their own places to go
and now in '94 were gonna lie some more
in 1994 were going to die some more
is it ever gonna be the last show?

it's going to be the last straw
false teeth thought to make the cards that we draw
so don't worry your mind
I got hell to find
you don't want no violent voodoo
you're mine
all type of -
lovin' won't go what the love won't go
follow follow a wicked woman
a wild girl to make me make the bonfire
make me wanna be a heavy load
hope
we are till I see me
lift it
-'an arm-
-arms-
then write some
that's work that we do
work that we do
it's work that we do
it's a beat
bass start bump-ing all over the place-s-s-s

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Lincoln Highway Dub


[ring] I got a hundred and ninety-six different kind of oil cans
the electric toaster...
there isn't a thing in here that wasn't one time or another used on the Lincoln Highway

aye tay tay tay... [Polynesian(?) language]

...in here that wasn't one time or another used on the Lincoln Highway


(remaining instrumental)

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Pool Shark


lying in my plastic bed
thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom
tying on the dinosaur
tonight it used to be so cool

now I've got the needle
and I can't shake, but I can't breathe
I take it away but I want more and more
one day I'm gonna lose the war

lying in my plastic bed
thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me
my baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom
tying on the dinosaur
tonight it used to be so cool

now I've got the needle
and I can't shake
but I can't breathe

I take it away but I want more and more
one day I'm gonna lose the war

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Cisco Kid


That's chapter 1,
would you like to have chapter 2?
You better you son of a bitch, I know the way.

Here's adventure. Here's romance.
Here's the famous Robbin Hood of the old west.

Cisco, the sheriff, he's getting closer!

This way Poncho, vominos. The cisco kid!


way, way, way, way back in the days the year, 1980
had to get a job, had to make some money-ney
picked up a pen and a pad, dropped reality
never thinking that I would live to see the day I'd rock my own CD

we used to do the dance we called "Wubby-Wubby"
now S.T.P. 1993

so Hollywood get out my way
my mom's words seems like yesterday:
"love Jesus, don't forget to pray"
she most have gone with a boss DJ, right?
Don't be too sure of that fat one. That fat one?
when we were young, skin-ne-ne-ny
coming with the 9mm pumpin' with the Uzi

'cuz he who has the money has the authority
and respect to the man with the Uzi
I'm pretty handy with a six gun myself
the 808 kick is on my hit-list
and this beat's cooking like an Ital dish

it wasn't hard for me to do, it was so easy
because to me loops, lip tight, dub naturally
mom's words seem like yesterday [cough]

What's your name?
Cisco Kid
Si, poncho's name is, Poncho


now in '94 we got an S.T.P.
a half pack of smokes, and oh yes, and Sammy
a fifteen pack of Old Milwaukee
a Dalmatian and a girlfriend
but I ain't got no money-ne-ne-ne!

the 808 is within my reach,
Sublime beats bumpin' straight from long beach.
if you think that Hollywood
didn't get what he deserved
call 808 kit to get served

How am I gonna get a scar like that eating pussy, man?

There's always some hombre that can't resist swapin' lead, just to see if their faster with the six gun than Cisco is.

Hehehe, they'll only find out Cisco is fastest!

Well that don't stop 'em from tryin' Poncho. Like Slade here, he fancies himself as fast on the draw as a quarter-horse takin' after a stray.

Hohoho, that one can't beat Cisco either.

What's the matter? Can't the Cisco Kid talk for himself? That how you got your reputation Cisco, by havin' your partner build you up?

I make no claim to a reputation senor, and no one has to talk for me.

The Cisco Kid, heh, the kid part of it fits you from the way you act.

I've meet with your kind before. [catfight] You're a foolish hombre if you think he will not fight you.

You make a big talk for an hombre who will not fight.

You are wrong Slade. I'll fight you any place, any time. If there is a good reason.

Well here's a fist full of reasons!

Just a minute!

You think you're wise will get you knowledge?

See here now, you two quit that.

Just as soon as I finish off this Cisco Kid.

You are the one that is finished you braggart.

Hahaha! Way to go Cisco. Is that a good punch?

Alright you two, that's enough, let him alone Cisco.

I won't forget this Cisco, I'll take this up with you another time.

Any time hombre, I'd be glad to accommodate you.

I'll make it soon Cisco.

Shut up Cash, keep your mouth shut.

That's what I mean, Cisco; you attract trouble like a fiddler attracts a square dance. You understand why I don't want you staying in this town?

Do not worry sheriff.

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Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. II


Raleigh: You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.
You brain washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case. Supreme Court, you are not the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because you're on repeat mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin' thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.
Security Guard: Raleigh.
Raleigh: Yes.
Guard: This is the deal.
Raleigh: Yes, what is the deal?
Guard: You either cool it down right now...
Raleigh: Or you're gonna fuckin die!
Guard: ...you're outta here.
Raleigh: Oh, you're gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this little kid? Eh?
Guard: You're gonna go to the psych ward.
Raleigh: Well good, that's where I wanna go.
Guard: Yea, you're gonna be right there. So you better cool it down. You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of this room or you are gonna go to the psych ward. This is your last opportunity.
Raleigh: Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
Guard: Shut your fuckin' mouth.
Raleigh: Alright.
Guard: And don't make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you're going to the psych ward.
Raleigh: Well, thats exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psych ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here. You're cutting into my commercial.
Guard: You understand?
Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! You're trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star asshole, you're just a fuckin' errand boy.
Guard: You're the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh.
Raleigh: Good, Shut Up!
[background laughter]
Guard: Anymore out of you and you're going to the psych ward.
Raleigh: See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em! That's what I'm gonna do.
Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.
Raleigh: Well you've come in aginst...this is my room.
Guard: I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions do.
Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: Well if you come at me you're gonna fuckin' die!
Guard: Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off.
Guard: Come on. Come on!
Raleigh: I ain't comin', you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you cool it or you're out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Raleigh: Try it.
Guard: You're gone dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna enforce it? Call the cops motherfucker! Call the cops.
Guard: You got witnesses right now?
Raleigh: No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops on you, you cocksucker, right now.
Guard: Good.
Raleigh: 911 - Just like that, and you will never get out of this.
Guard: Good. Come on.
Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him to get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the psycho-tank, for making my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And he's trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall. I hope you record all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department! And send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now get 'em over here as fast as you can, please.
I hope you're recording this.

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STP


all that I need
look at all the love we found
I won't run and pull a one jack move
they love us for the Kingston sound

Flava Flav and I.C.E.
once said somethin' that made me
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground
but I just can't leave the pad
'cause I'll surely wind up dead
'cause I know they're out there
waitin' and watchin' for me
still I got my yellow cat
and my wooden baseball bat
and my shiny silver gat
and if my homie got my back
then I've got

all that I need
look at all the love we've found
I won't run and pull a one jack move
they love her for the Kingston sound

huh
I won't slip and I won't trip
send Matt Vargas to re-grip
while I'm wrenchin' on my ride
in that secret pad where we hide
there's always lots a fun stuff to do
like relax and design a brand new tattoo
play with my crossword puzzle book
I'm even learnin' how to cook

have you seen that little whore Betty
someone said that she stole my Freddie
and if she made off with my last clean rig
I'm going to kill that fuckin' ditch pig
so what?
outta my, outta my, outta my outta my secret pad
'cause I know you're talkin' about me
makin' it hard to live
'cause I don't want no money fee don't want no money down
my secret tweaker pad is now the hottest dope spot in town
I just take it nice and easy
don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me

'cause all that I need
look at all the love we've found
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the Kingston sound

baby you wanna give me kisses sweet
only for a night with no repeat
baby you wanna leave and never call
but a taste of honey is worse than none at all

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Boss D.J.


there's a steel train comin' through
I would take it if I could
and I would not lie to you
because Sunday mornin' soon will come
when things will be much easier to say
upon the microphone like a boss DJ
but I won't walk up upon the sea like it was dry land
a boss DJ he ain't nothin' but a man
no trouble no fuss, I know why...

it's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice
it's so nice don't wanna hear the same song twice

rumors are spreading all over my town
but it's just stones and sticks
'cuz on the microphone is where I go to get my fix
just let the lovin' take a hold, cuz it will if you let it
I'm funky, not a junkie but I know where to get it
no trouble no fuss, I know why...

it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice
it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice

ooo-ee girl
ooo-ee girl
ooo-ee girl

ooo-ee girl, and there really ain't no time to waste
really ain't no time to hate
ain't got no time to waste, time to hate
really ain't no time to make the time go away

so mister DJ, don't stop the music
I wanna know
are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock it with you-oo girl,
you-oo girl, you-oo girl, oooooo
mmmmmh mmmh hmmm
don't stop

'cuz it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice
it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice

nowadays the songs on the radio all,
all drive me crazy

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I Don't Care Too Much for Reggae Dub


See, I chose this profession, so therefore, I earn beer -
[laughter]
pretty much.
You guys musicians?
And I'm not lyin' one fuckin' bit, either.
Are you guys musicians?
We're magicians.
What kind of music y'all play?
The kind that... I dunno.
Ask, and so you shall receive.
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
[clap, clap, clap]
I'm not too into reggae.
Why not?
Oh well...
'Cuz I don't like it, that's why.
We play rock, blues. Oh, actually, we play, uh, you know Bon Jovi?
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
No... I like a little bit of different kind of music.
yeah?
yeah.
I like jazz, blues.
Jazz is great.
I'm not too into rap.
I really don't like the rap.
rap? rap...
I like oldies.
Some rock, some hard rock.
I even like a little Mexican music.
Don't understand the shit they're sayin'.
Don't understand nothin', but I like it.
Now, the Indian music, now that's somethin' to trip off of!
Acid.
Because it's like every song is like the same, the same thing.
You'd better be trippin' pretty hard.
Uh...?
Acid.
I'll bet you trip hard. Shit.
Oh, he's got it goin' on.
Don't you know that I need ya baby, everyday!
Yeah.
Everyday.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everyday I say, oh please- don't lie.
We gotta leave. I swear.
You should get a real one, man, what's your fuckin' problem?
I never said I thought you were stupid either.
He ain't got nothin' on there.
Can one of y'all spare 20 cents?
I don't even have 20 cents.
I don't even have... uh...
If I had 20 cents, a dollar, I'd give it to you.
I spend the last one...
This guy's got 20 cents, I'd bet you.
My wallet's inside.
Yeah, right, c'mon.
Yeah, c'mon, you got money.
You got some cash.
Yeah, we know you got money, man.
Actually, I think I do have a quarter.
Give her a fuckin' quarter!
We checked you out, we know you.
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into reggae.
C'mon down.
One more time.
C'mon down. C'mon down.
Go down and see your baby now.
We love you, yeah.
When I heard the verdict, I was the first time, I was sitting there...
Yeah.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't...
I immediately gave him all my money.
I know he wasn't.
I got another friend, they beat the shit out of him for no reason.
You can stay here.
Hey man.
On that one.
Oh, you got a good Samaritan here.
The mother-fuckers knocked on the door, and arrested him for being drunk in public.
What's goin' on?
I'm gonna break down the...
He's really, in a mental hospital, and that thing really doesn't work.
You should get a real one, man, what's you fuckin' problem?
laaa... got a night down... oooh
Yeah.
Who's this guy?
[x2] That's Opie.
Opie.
Opie is our master.
Who's this guy?
That's Opie.
Yeah.
Who's this guy?
[x2] That's Opie.
[x5] Opie.
[x2] That's Opie.
[x5] Opie.
And Opie is our master.
I am the master.
He's so smart, he's the smartest dude we know.
I created this.
Master of what?
Knock me out.
Master of the mother-fucker!
Wait, I have one.
Try that.
He usually doesn't speak, like, every 2 weeks.
He speaks in tongues.
Oh, in tongues.
He only speaks every 2 weeks.
(incoherent rambling)
Know a guy named Raleigh?
Hey, this guy speaks in tongues man.
Whoo!

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Falling Idols


(instrumental)

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All You Need


headin' out for Austin now we're half way down the road
ballin' 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 won't get paid
back out on the highway Phoenix looks the same
you don't 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
that's all you need

headin' out to Houston now we're half way out the door
ballin' 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 it's 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 neeeeed, yeah

my way is your way
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

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Freeway Time in LA County Jail


on the freeway in the county, the sun don't shine
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a bati man
outside my cell, deputies creep
and in this cell, all I do is sleep
and I dream that I'm free
and I'm back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea
all the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
they hold me and they promise me things
and when the tides high I cry like a little baby

don't give me no right kinda love
no Sunday mornin'

don't want no puppy lovin'

hungry babe, the new stylee
hungry babe, the new stylee

and a ...
a angry dog is a hungry dog
and a...
a hungry dog is angry dog
I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with you

idol eye, gotta contact on, gotta contact my... baby girl
but I would, never could get up
why does it have'ta be so damn tough?
with maietes and the eses
yes they're steady on the phone
I'll be damned if the man with the shank in his hand
will make me feel,
I feel a bati man

and I know, that I'm there
some-day, I...

back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea
all the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
hold me baby, promise me
with no protection of my erection I won't get no V.D.

don't give me no right kinda love
no Sunday mornin'
I don't want no puppy lovin'

hungry babe are the new stylee
and angry dogs are hungry doggies
a naked man is a naked man
and a...
a wicked dog is a hungry dog

I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with you

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Mary


baby one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long
I don't know if I can
go up inside of you tonight
oh Mary baby please don't fuss and fight

you've heard the line before
Mary baby please don't think I'm a whore
if you come home to me, turn off the lights and lock up the doors, and start getting busy
I don't know if I can
go so far up inside you tonight
oh Mary baby I could do it right

when we got to the pad
Mary baby started calling me her dad
yes, she gave me head
we could not find a damn bed
fifteen years old plus one
hotter than a microwave oven
oh Mary baby, daddy is coming home

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Raleigh Soliloquy, Pt. III


You guys don't know what love is.

you don't know what love is
until you've learned the meaning of the blues
till you had a love you had to lose
You don't know what love is


Let's see. What's happening? The sacks are filling up again here yeah. Well we can stop that thing ya know any fuckin' time we want, let's do it.

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...



[Don't Push alternate version]

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

on a beachtown blanket mommy, I am the one
whoa budah-bye
good loviní gimme lots of good fun
budah-bye
uh a beach blanket & uh all night long
we kickiní on de couch listen to de reggae song, me say
a beach blanket, wicked and wild
my beach blanket, sheís such a natureís childÖ

stolen... a shotgun you know what Iíd do
Iíd point it straight up at the sky
and shoot heaven on down for you
because the bars are always open
and the time is always right
and if Godís good word goes unspoken
the music goes all night
it say...

me donít want no lovea, me donít want no lover, hey hey
me donít want no lovea, me donít want no lover, springtime
me donít want no lovea, me donít want no lover, hey
me donít want no lovea, me donít want no lover, hey

Second Street, where itís at
walking downtown, youíre strapped with a gat, eh

laughter, itís free
anytime, just call me
438-4836
dis da kinda numba make you get your kicks
budah-bye! ah la la la love

no no no no no no

[Boss DJ clip]

there's a steel train...

(inaudible freestyle)

[It's So Nice clip]

it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice
it's so nice I wanna ...

[Farther I Go cover]

on the level, ready?

I'm so tired I can barely sleep
and promises I can't keep
so sick and tired I can barely breath
and promises I can't keep

the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go

I'm so tired I can barely sleep
and promises I can't keep
and it gets so fucked I can barely breath
and promises I can't keep

the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go

the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go the further back I get
the farther I go the further back I get
The farther I go

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