Sublime
Sublime
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Garden Grove
04 : 21
2
What I Got
02 : 51
3
Wrong Way
02 : 16
4
Same in the End
02 : 36
5
April 29, 1992 (Miami)
03 : 53
6
Santeria
03 : 03
7
Seed
02 : 10
8
Jailhouse
04 : 53
9
Pawn Shop
06 : 06
10
Paddle Out
01 : 15
11
The Ballad of Johnny Butt
02 : 11
12
Burritos
03 : 55
13
Under My Voodoo
03 : 25
14
Get Ready
04 : 50
15
Caress Me Down
03 : 31
16
What I Got (reprise)
03 : 01
17
Doin’ Time
04 : 12
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Track Lyrics
April 29, 1992 (Miami) Lyrics
[Police Officer]
"I don't know if you can but can you get an owner for Ons, that's O-N-S, Junior Market?
The address is 1934, East Anaheim
All the windows are busted out, and it's like a free-for-all in here
And, uh, the owner should at least come down here
And see if he can secure his business, if he wants to"
[Verse 1]
April 26th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets, tell me, where were you?
You were sitting home watching your TV
While I was participatin' in some anarchy
The first spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashing, time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit it 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 hearing today?
Hey!
[Police Officer]
("Call fire and tell them to respond at a Mobil station
Alamitos and Anaheim
It's, uh, flamin' up good"
"10-4, Alamitos and Anaheim")
[Break]
Homicide, never doin' no time
[Verse 2]
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 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 and stole with their mother
I saw her when she came out, she was getting 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 street, it wasn't about Rodney King
And this fucked up situation, and these fucked up police
It's about coming up and stayin' on top
And screamin', "187 on a motherfuckin' cop"
It's not in the paper, it's on the wall
National Guard, smoke from all around!
(Bo, bo, bo!)
[Police Officer]
"Units, units be advised there's an attempt 211 to arrest now
At 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple
30 subjects with bats, trying to get inside the CB's house
He thinks they're gonna start to tryin' to kill him"
[Break]
(As long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal)
[Verse 3]
Let it burn, wanna let it burn
Wanna let it burn, wanna, wanna let it burn
(I'm feelin' sad and...)
Riots on the streets of Miami
Woah, 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, Huntington Beach, California)
Tuscaloosa, Alabama (Arcada, Clarkston, Michigan)
Cleveland, Ohio
Fountain Valley (Texas, Barstow - Let's do this every year)
Paramount, Victorville (Twice a Year)
Eugene Oregon, Eureka California (Let it burn, let it burn)
Hesperia (Won't ya let it burn, won't'cha, won't'cha let it burn?)
Santa Barbara, Winnemucca, Nevada (Let it burn)
Phoenix, Arizona
San Diego, Lakeland Florida (Won't you let it burn?)
Fuckin Twentynine Palms (Won't you let it burn? Let it burn)
[Police Officer]
"Any units assist, try Frank 54 Willow at Canton Ave
Structure fire, and numerous subjects looting"
"10-15 to get rid of this looter"
"10-4"
Santeria Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I don't practice Santeria, I ain't got no crystal ball
Well, I had a million dollars, but I'd, I'd spend it all
If I could find that jaina and that Sancho that she's found
Well, I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd slap her down
[Chorus]
What I really wanna know, ah, baby, mmm
What I really want to say, I can't define
Well, it's love that I need, oh
My soul will have to
[Verse 2]
Wait 'til I get back, find a jaina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break, and I got' live it up
Oh, yeah, ah-huh, well, I swear that I
[Chorus]
What I really wanna know, ah, baby
What I really want to say, I can't define
That love, make it go
My soul will have to
[Chorus]
Mmm, what I really wanna say, ah, baby
What I really wanna say is, "I've got mine
And I'll make it, oh yes, I'm comin' up"
Tell Sanchito that
[Verse 3]
If he knows what is good for him, he best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk ass
[Chorus]
What I really wanna know, my baby
Ooh, what I really wanna say is, "There's just one"
Way back, and I'll make it, oh yeah I'm coming up
My soul will have to wait yeah
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Seed Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Janie always said I was a mess
I'm sorry 'bout that mess
[Bridge 1]
I made her bleed
Budda-by-by-by-by, I'm planting my seed
Still, I knew she could take it
If I opened up, know people, if I knew it could make it
But I hope her parents love her so
[Verse 2]
Be oh yes, and on that plane
If I got that brain
[Bridge 2]
I made her bleed
Yeah, she wanted love in the scene
Well, if you're livin', 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
Believe, believe, people, then I say
That every people that's the same thing everyday
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Well, if you gotta know my place
And if you get sit back, you in your face, but
[Chorus]
I know her parents love her
And I hope her parents love her
I hope her parents love her so
[Guitar Solo]
(Go!)
[Verse 3]
Billyed back in 1983
What did you do for me?
[Bridge 3]
I made her bleed
Well I'm lovin', I planted my seed
But I knew we could make it
But, I only knew that the bitch would break it, yeah
I hope her parents love her so
My God, don't look at me
If he had to go
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I know I'm barely lovin' my holy bleed
You never knew punishment's what he needs
Oh my god, Vasoline
Believe it or not, it's a disease
[Chorus]
I, I hope her parents love her
I hope her parents love her so
Jailhouse Lyrics
[Intro]
Go!
And I won't give it up to you
And I feel love, feel love, love, love
[Pre-Chorus]
Jailhouse gets empty
Rudy gets plenty
The baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller
[Chorus]
'Em fight against the youth
'Cause we're strong
Them are rude, rude people
Can't fight against the youth
'Cause we're strong
'Em are rude, rude people
[Verse 1]
Now, when I was a youth in 1983
It was the best day of my life
Had the '89 vision, we didn't fuss or no fight
When all the little daughters wanna be my wife
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
And the rhythm playin'
I know that I'm gonna be there, yeah
Bud Gaugh will be singing there
And Eric Wilson will be bangin' out there, yeah
And we'll be all singin', with version, with version
Reggae version, version, version, version, oh
Oh!
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
What has been told to the wise and up-rooted? Yeah
It's gonna be revealed unto you babes, and Sublime
Rudy, Rudy, Rudy
[Chorus]
Can't fight against the youth
Right now, them are rude, rude people
Can't fight against the resistance
Oh, right now, 'em are rude, rude people
[Bridge 2]
We gonna rule this land among children
We gonna rule this land
[Verse 2]
'Cause 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
We had the '89 vision, we didn't fuss or no fight
When all the little daughters wanna be my wife
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
Had to be there
[Instrumental Break]
[Pre-Chorus]
Jailhouse gets empty
And Rudy gets plenty
Baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller, taller
[Chorus]
'Em fight against the youth
'Cause we're strong
Them are rude, rude people
Can't fight against the youth
Under My Voodoo Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Being your guy is a monster habit
And you can't hide your love, it's true
It's the fetal game, you can see it every day
Let your freedom hang free
Come on down, I know how
I'm gonna make you come clear
Don't you know it ain't no thing to be for?
So, don't take more than you need
It's something that I'll do later
Now, it's over my...
[Chorus]
It's under my voodoo
Under my voodoo
It's under my voodoo
[Verse 2]
Pray that I leave you high and dry
Pray you can magnify
If your fated blood was in my prayers
I damn well feel it
I won't lie
I'm tellin' the truth
It ain't no fee, if you wanna get...
(One thing, no more)
(Gonna hit it, prolong it)
(I've always known but...)
(Fight for his country, won't he?)
(Gone, gone, gone, gone)
(Said, listen, but you gotta get your life)
(God, God)
[Chorus]
Under my voodoo
Under my voodoo
It's under my voodoo
[Guitar Solo]
[Outro]
Free
Lord, God, voodoo
Lord, hey, voodoo
Lord, hey, voodoo
What you wan', you wan', you wan', you wanna do?
Lord
Wanna, wanna, wanna pack up
I wanna get to Peek-A-Boos
[?]
Right! Now
Caress Me Down Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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 batty face
You hate me 'cause I got what you need
A pretty little daughter that we call, "Mexi"
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 she pulled out my mushroom tip
And when it came out, it went, drip-drip-drip
I didn’t know she had the G.I. Joe kung-fu grip
[Chorus]
And it went, "uh", and the girl caress me down
"Uh", and that’s that loving sound
And it went, "uh", and the girl caress me down
"Uh", and that’s that loving sound
[Verse 2]
When I kiss Mexi, she makes me feel horny
'Cause I’m the type of lover with the sensitivity
When she kiss my neck and tickle me fancy
She give me the right kind of lovin on' Sunday morning
En otro lado, es donde vivÃ
Con mijita, que se llama, "Mexi"
Y su hermana, sà me quiere
Y ahorita, tenemos un bebé
Sus padres, sus tÃos, me trataron matar
But they did not get too far
Un poco después tuve que regresar
Con un chingo de dinero, 'cause you know I’m a star
Yo fui a Costa Rica para tomar y surfear
Platicaba con la raza, 'cause they know who we are
Si no me dió cuenta than I bet you never will
You must be a muñeca if you’re still standing still
[Chorus]
And we ball, "uh", the girl caress me down
"Uh", and that’s the loving sound
We go, "uh", and the girl caress me down
And that’s the loving sound
[Verse 3]
Me gusta mi reggae, me gusta punk rock
Pero la cosa que me gusta más, es panochita
Pon la nalga en el aire if you know who you are
Pon la nalga en el aire, empieza gritar
No tenga miedo, I’m your papÃ
Take your chones y los manden a mÃ
Levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar
Levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar
[Chorus]
Because, "uh", the girl caress me down
"Uh", and that’s the loving sound
"Uh", and the girl caress me down
That’s the loving sound
"Uh", caress me down
"Uh", that's the lovin' sound
"Uh", and the girls caress me down
That’s the loving sound
Doin’ Time Lyrics
[Chorus]
Summertime, and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.​
All people in the dance will agree that we're
Well qualified to represent the L.B.C.​
G, me and Louie, we gon' run to the party
Dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
(And we can do it like this, in the place to be)
[Verse 1]
Me and my girl, we got this relationship
I love her so bad, but she treats me like sh…
On lockdown, like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin' all over and when she gets home, there's none left for me
[Chorus]
Summertime, and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.​
All people in the dance will agree that we're
Well qualified to represent the L.B.C.​
G, me and Louie, we gon' run to the party
Dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
(And we can do it like this, in the place to be)
[Verse 2]
Oh, take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will someday rise
So, what am I gonna be doin' for a while? Said, I'm gonna play with myself
Show them, now, we've come off the shelf
(So what?)
[Chorus]
Summertime, and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.​
All people in the dance will agree that we're
Well qualified to represent the L.B.C.​
G, we and Louie, run to the party
Dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
(And we can do it like this, in the place to be)
[Verse 3]
Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely
Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely
The tension, it's getting harder
I'd like to hold her head underwater
[Bridge]
Me and my girl, we've got a relationship
Me and my girl, mmm, we got a relationship, mmm-hmm
My girl, we got a relationship, oh
And my girl, yeah, got a relationship
[Chorus]
Take a tip, take a tip
Take a ti-ti-ti-tip from me
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.​
All people in the dance will agree that we're
Well qualified to represent the L.B.C.​
Me, la-la-Louie
While everybody run to the rhythm, it gets harder
(And we can do it like this, in the place to be)
[Outro]
Summertime, and the livin's easy
*Louie barking*
(And we can do it like this, in the place to be)