Sublime Album

On the eastside, that's where I met my Ramona,
"I wanna go to a party," that's what she said
Lonely - that's what I been

Here's my telephone number call me
..and to a party a house par-ty Whole lotta 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, BAH BAH.
Ramona please step back

'Cause she's my Ruca, I'm barely waiting for my hiena
She moved from Long Beach down to LA
Right now she selling oranges by the freeway
I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one tell me
and she said "Your not the only one, but your the best Bradley"
And know now I waiting for my Ruca and I barely pulled up with my hiena
I know tonight I be behind her, don't fuck around with my hiena.

You've got your hair permed
You've 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 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, 40 oz to Freedom,
so I'll take that walk.

And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back
Ohh not going back
God knows not going back

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

And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back
Ohh not going back
God knows I'm not going back
God knows I'm not going back

[Spoken:]
She was living in a single room w/ 3 other individuals, one of them was a male, and the other two, well hell the other two were females. God only knows 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 smoked marijuana cigarettes..... reefers

I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joint at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right

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

Daddy he once told me,
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
And momma she once told me,
"Son, you do the best you can"
Then one day I meet a man,
He came to me and said,
"Hard work good and hard work fine,
but first take care of head"

Whoa rock me to the night
Ja say

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
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 and he slaughtered his own kind
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 and he slaughtered his own kind
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 and he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man and he 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

Stolen from an African land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken well the music goes all night

And it goes...
If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved
If I was half pint I'd ball the lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a BoomtownRats I would be stayin up all night
IF I was the king Ad-Rock i would get stupid dumb
If rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, know what I'd do,
I'd point that shit straight up at the sky
and shoot heaven on down to you
Oh well the bars are always open, and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken, well the music goes all night

I want a lover, I can't find the time
I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme
I want to start some static, but I can't afford,
to hit the ground like I fell off my skateboard
Now a days as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease.
Laughter, it's free any time just call me
Songtexte439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get
funky fresh lyrics, you get nothing

Stolen from an African land
Got chased out of the bar
I saw (Ice is) my best friend tonite so don't push me too far

I gonna run come down with the new lyrics,
get hit get hip don't slip you knuckle heads
Racism is schism on a serious tip
You don't believe me I go and bust your lip.
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm, then it must be sublime
Listen yellow lover you got it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bassline

Go and raid the sound and tell people the news oh, hey
tell them reggae music is on the loose
Here i am from the place where the sun shine down in a unique fashion
Good good vibes that keep on playing, playing

People gonna come and try tell me smoking crack cocaine better than sensi
You're pumpin' that shit and I'm sick of it
Tweakin' every weekend we just can't take it
Oh! We don't want glass dick (Bump)

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

And if I did that would you say,
"Sir", and 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

But 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, 54, 46, was my number
Was my number now
Right now, somebody else has that number

One more time

54, 47, was my number
Was my number now
Right now, somebody else has that number
Ohhhh

Say boom, say, one go with him up, yes
Say boom, say, want keep him, keep him on his back, say
Say boom, say, me want to take off her dress, huh
Say boom, say, I've kissed and caressed

'Cause we're jillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night,
We're jillin' and we're chillin' into the club all night, buds
Hear the dogs, 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 times
Give it to me three time
Give it to me four time

People listen up,
Don't stand too near
I've got somthing that you all should hear
All lies,
All the lies they 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, sweet baby's on the way
Kiss 'em 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 to close
I've got something 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 that you knew,
And the bonds that we grew,
Turned into a ball and chain, mmm

I step into the great unknown
On a ball and chain I call my own
A ba na na na na
Whooo

crazy world to live alone

Ba ba da ba ba ba da da
Ba na na na na na na na na na na
Ah, ba da da da ba da
Ba na na na na na na na na na
Ba ba da ba ba ba da da
Ba na na na na na na na na na
Mmmmm mmm

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,
On a ball and chain I call my own, huh, huh
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 surely 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 'em 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,
On a ball and chain I call my own
A ba na na na na na
Whoooo

When you grab a hold of me
You tell me that I'll never be set free
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 know the night will never end
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef

Baby your a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck diving fails
I swim but 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
Ain't got no quarrels with god Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef

Ain't got no quarrels with God Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef

I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
I swear sometime your a whore
I swear but I know there ain't no reason
'Cause everything is such a bore

Last night I had a dream, though it made me sick
Saw you in your bedroom sucking someone elses 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 low
So I'm waiting for the tide to get low

If I was an ant liven upon the wall
tell me baby would it make any difference at all
If I was a roach on a tree tell me would you smoke me?
Bright lights put me in a trance
But it ain't house music, makes me want to dance. (WORD)
I don't gamble but I bet,
I'm gonna die if I don't get a cigarette
Hold me close I always play the mack
with this monkey on my back.

I got so much trouble on my mind,
That I feel like I'm always sleeping with the enemy
But I know the real world always gets the last word
And that's why you gotta kick reality.
So don't tease me and try to say I should care.
I might as well go out for mine
'cause everybody's going out for theirs.


So don't tell me about a fake drug war
Go cut education some more
The people will one day learn and rise
Cause not everyone is out to score.


People always ask me why people are all fucked up
At every corner liquor store.

[Originally by the Grateful Dead]

As I was walkin down rubadub square
Not a chill to the weather 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

Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right

[rap] It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
Because the women took the lovin' over me
And just to gain her trust, I bought a microbus
Because I sold off my personal property
A tie-dyed dress , she was a psychedelic mess
We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
We sold some ecstasy,
SongtexteWe sold nitrus, opium, acid, heroin and PCP
Now I hear the police coming after me
Yes, now I hear the police coming after me
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,
She's got the police coming after me

Well there ain't nothing 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 eyes
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by.
let her pass by.

Oh just to let her pass by.

Yesterday I saw a whore looking out my door
As she bends my body aches if she'd walk in I would say:
I'm on the mic doin things you like
The name is ras M.G. and I'm a treat you right
Cause all the ladies and me we both agree that I'm going down in world history


uh-uh elected, my rhymes will be perfected.
the mighty MC's will be dissected and rejected
I am the most impressive- aspective and progressive-
motivating, innovating, chillin and digested
Its obvious as ever it will be specialized
Your trying to proclaim-uh- cant be compromised
I am a fresh MC
As you can plainly see
You won't regret a DJ fresh Im sure you'll soon agree
So take a seat n' feel the beat of coarse it is OK, Uh-Uh


Oh she makes my body ache and you know I paid for more
I won't flake or perpetrate, I won't front no funky whore
Don't get me wrong I'm just singing 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 they call me delight


SongtexteMy name is eric I have nothing to say
because I am not a fucking d.j.
And if you want to talk to me, then you'll have to talk to my man Bradlee


5000 G, we outta here, peace, unity.

All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Start talkin trash and we'll come with my smith & wesson
A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same,
"the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone"


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin trash and we'll come with a smith & wesson


Enough d.j.s come with enough style
but when I bus my lyrics we all Know it's wicked-wily.
Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night


You better strap with the gat
If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down
With the new stylee, rockin rubadub know as reggae music
Gotta come down with some new lyrics
It just ain't nothing, it's been a real long time


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
SongtexteBut still I set and lie awake all night
Rubadub blender a new mixer
I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor
Hear the dub and say lord have his grilled cheese.
I ain't Jamaican, but I ain't no freak
Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o' tweak
And called him ghost rider everytime you see him he fulfill the danger


Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still I set and lie awake all night
Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
We will survive in this world of competition
To make sure that till the ..is done


I won't wait so long
For you
Stop your messin around,
Better think of your future
Time to straighten right out or you'll wind up in jail

No me importa que se lleva (It doesn't matter what you're wearing)
Porque todo se quitara (Because it will all come off)
Ay no puedo verlo (I can't see you)
Ni en pintura (Not even in paint)

[Chorus]

Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta (When we started, I didn't realize)
De que luego, tuviera que pagar (That later I would have to pay)
Pero, se dice tambien (but, it is also said)
Me muera acostarme con ti (I'm dying to lay down with you)
Con ti (with you)

No me propongo predicar (I don't propose to preach)
Vive y dejar vivir (Live and let live)
Pero el amigo (But a friend)
Es un condon en el bolsillo (Is a condom in your pocket)

Yo no soy medico, no soy chapocero (I'm not a doctor, I'm not a joker)
Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo (I'm just poor, and now I'm so lonely)
Pero si se cambie (But if she changes)
Ella seria la mia (She will be mine)
Para ser poseido en propeidad (To be possesed as property)
en propeidad (As property)

I've got to get alive with you
Whoa I cannot do?
I will lay down anytime with her
with her.

Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girl friend said so but I don't really know
That don't mean we fucked around that night last week when you left town

I 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
Sometimes right now since I've left the pen
I feel like I'm right back there again

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

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
Don't tease me, don't tease me, don't tease
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

What happened?
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
My head feels like I musta' had some fun

What happened?

Last thing I remember
I was chillin at a party
Pinching 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?

What I'm I doing here
Who is this girl in my bed
SongtexteWhat is this shit on my face
My God, what is that awful smell

[Chorus]
She may be an angel
She may be a queen
She might be black, white, American, Indian or Japanese
Thru a bottle at a bouncer
Didn't think that he was cool
Pissed in someones drink
And thru a bike into a pool

Driven down the side walk
Like a crazy possessed fool
I broke every single traffic rule.

What happened?
What happened?

Let's go

[Chorus]

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, my God, the only thing on my mind
Takes up all of my time,
And I said, ooh!


Running from a gun
Or some brain that ways a ton
And my God, it hurts to get so low
Searchin' through the cars
Cold, still searchin' through the night
I think I will run, to you, but I refuse to fuss and fight


And God may find a reason
Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
He who stands for freedom
God knows I've got the number
But maybe I just use too much


I was sitting in that bar
I'm sittin' in that stolen car
SongtexteCold, still rollin' down the boulevard
Saw you with a gleam
And the microphone scene


'Think I will run, to you
But I know I won't live for me
Cause I know God's got both, the reason and the rhyme
Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
I've been drinking, just like you
And baby, you've got something I can use


Payback's a mother fuckin' blast
But I won't stress and I won't blast
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, comin' from heaven above
Takes up all of my time
And I said


"Why must I feel like that"
Running from a gun
And some brain that ways a ton
You know, I did that line for Flava' Flave


But, all the D.J.'s do it
All the D.J.'s use it
I would run, I would switch
But I wanna be the same


And I know I'll find a reason
'Cause I always bust a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
The "T" hear stands for treason
The "D" hear stands for dove


And maybe I just use too,
Maybe I'm just used too much.

"You could hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin' on my nuts"

Out my window cool and bright
Fade so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed


Ebin was a cooly that I used to know
Now he's down with the PLO
He's cold kickin it live with the KKK
No xxx, No JFA


Cooly was sportin' black denim shoes
Dealing 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


Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you...
Oh how you changed
Oh you changed,
Oh how you changed
Songtexte

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's down with the CIA
We got covert operation in Vietnam
Making hits and assasination he's long gone


He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and makes lots o' money
Come back a God 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
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

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 in 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 will 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,
Songtexteif it wasn't for date rape I'd never get laid.

He finished up and 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, look up her local attorney at law,
went to the phone and filed the 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 cheers.

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 his 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 his kind,
even though he now takes it in the behind.
DATE RAPE!

She didn't want to [x4]
TAKE IT!

How can you say. "You torture me", when 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.
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, that's your self-destruction.
SongtexteYou don't know what you want, it's gonna take you a year to find out.
I am 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.

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.
I know because of KRS-ONE
Yeah, and I know
I know because of KRS-ONE.

Because we don't want to pay money to hear the same old sounds.
Watch him, he'll take hip-hop to a higher ground.
And I know
(How do I know?)
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah, and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.


And I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
And I know
And I know

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
O-verride

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Oh from wicked, carry us away from 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?

Alright, before we get it started: when we did that "Smoke Two Joints", that was jacked from the Toyes and that song "Rivers of Babylon" was written by Brent Dowe and Trevor McNaughton.

Alright now, crucial thanks out to the Happoldt, 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, 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, the Descendents. George Hurley, and Mike Watt to all those flops but only when they ain't hangin' out; to Toby dog-(whistles)-to Louie dog, to Matt dog. James Brown, the BSM, to Miles Davis. the Canda all night rocker. to South Side part and Cathrene --- whazzup dude?! and, alright, 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', chilling, and partying all night, Pen1, Fugazi, Rhino '59, Greek1, the Last Puriah's, and Naomis' Hair. How about the Butthole Surfers, and Frank Zappa? ANB, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka and all the Ziggens' around the world, to Jack the Third, to Julia Parker.

Hey Jeff Duquesne, where's my mic stands? Martini with his 40oz in hand. To Jay Dodds, and his son Christian. I gotta say thank you to Skum, Hard as Smoke and Cheap as Wood, to Scumette and the Vandals. How about H.R. for 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect? Hey, Mick Fleet, Joanne, and Caroline. Hey, I gotta say whazzup to fuckin' Snow, and Bam-Bam and all the East Side Stoners. St. Tucko, Sean Stern, the Ken G. Easley project, Steve Zapeda, and Richard Gecko, and everyone down at Bogart's. Thanks a million. I gotta say whazzup and thank you to Dave Shea, and Greg A. Without them ,this wouldn't be possible. (Oh yeah, your mom called and said you guys should take a nap!) To Sacramento, BMD, and Danny Lovitz out in Arcada. I gotta say thank you to Diet Fade, Imagine Yellow Suns, every one out at Band is Dead, Kevin Swinson, Freesia, 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, especally the Johnson family --- whazzup, Ms. J.?

I gotta say whazzup to Dirty Al, Jennifer Henry, and Kelly too out in San Fransico, Lisa Johnson in Austin, Tonto, Jimmy Carl Black, Mercado Caribe in Austin. Thanks a lot, Lee, for gettin' us in out of the heat! Jimmy's in New Orleans, the Hard Back in Gainsville, Florida. Mark Goodnight for his psycho pad --- alright, we stayed at this guy's house, and, when they had that murders back in, like, '89, a guy and a girl got hacked up in his pad and we stayed there but, ya know, it was great! ---, to Jack Tripper (even though he don't know a goddamn thing about Orlando!), to Ingrid in Arcada, Rusty, Bermuda Pete, and Sara, Shannon Boyle, to the Space Fish (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 Ninjaman, Tam, D'arby Crash, D. Boon, Alex Nika (come visit goddamn it!) Grin, Craig Casky, Dave Kornblum, Beth Larson, to everyone at the Church of Rock and Roll.

We gotta say whazzup to Cory, and her best friend Georgie, the Meat Puppets, Tar Babies, Kate and Frank out at Zed's, Scott down at Ten Ton, every one down there at Deja, thanks, CMJ enterprises, Molly Cantrell, Courtney Beat-mon, the Mecca Park and Recreations Department --- fuck Twentynine Palms! ---; hey Lisa G., what up, punk? To Kenny for Scarlet Inspirations, to Bus Face, to Soup Line, and the Mentors.

We gotta say thank you to the entire hip-hop community, especially the man they call Just ICE, Kris Parker, more commonly known as KRS-One for 'nuff inspiration, D-Nice, Queen Latifah, Shelly Dundre, the motherfucking trigger-happy Geto Boys and Public Enemy Number 1, NWA and the man they call Ice Cube and the goddamn Lench Mob. Don't let me forget Cypress Hill and the whole Southgate Posse - You guys are in the house.

Scott Cunningham, motherfucking Peace, Gina G., that long-haired soundman dude, Prince Jammy and the Scientist Squad!!! Ini Kamoze, Tenor Saw, Super Cat, Major Mackerel, Daddy Tiger, Major Worries, Half-Pint, U-Roy, Daddy Lizard, and everyone on the Redman Superpowered One, Sean Head and Shaba, the Beastie Boys, Maggie and Jules and the Arlington Crew, Ranco Tires on Anaheim and Orange --- "Always the Lowest Prices!"---, and YOU! Peace and Unity, and we're out for now. I'll see ya!