Sublime Tabs and Lyrics
Perfect world E D : A B D E : E
Oobooboo, take a look at you, hanging on third and daisy.Wohbobo, policemen after you, smokin' crack cocaine makes you crazy.You think everythings perfect in your world today,You thing everythings just outrigigigey.Take off your glass pipe, take off your sunglasses,And tell me what you can see.And i see life, corruption, look this way,Cooley on the corner, but she's not okay.He's got lies, he's got rats in the street,Ya got no shoes, no shoes on the baby's feet.Woahohoho, its a perfect world, yeah, yeah nanana its a perfect world.Oh ahh, it's a perfect world, it's a perfect world, heaw.Woahbobo, take a look at you, on your way to kenny's.Bobobo, wont you stop that crap, smoking that prob makes you crazy.But everythings crazy in the world today,So you might as well smoke it anyway.I said you might as well, if it, will it, you will like that,Which you can not tell.What is up?What's down?What is up?What's down?What's up?What's down?I don't know it's going around.Head is spining, and it feel alright,But the kids, the kids, the kids are alright.Woahohoho, its a perfect world, yeah, woahohnono its a perfect world.Gotta keep living in a perfect world.Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world.Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world.Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world.You want us to end it right there?
Chick on my Tipa
She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.
When I went out with her she had extensions in her hair.
She got style and she got the cat moves.You're gonna keep the beat fun because she's coming after you.I ain't high, I won't lose I look for attention,but I'm just not gonna lose.It's Friday night and there's going to beanother chick on my tip, but it won't be you baby.Got one more trick up my sleeveOne more thing to say to you before I leave.Yo girl you don't mean a thing to me and if youthought you ever did you were high on things..But I'm not lying gonna lose a Goddamn thing tonight I saidFriday night there's going to be another chick on my tipBut it won't be you baby.Oh if you change your ways,oh I would lay down any time with you... with you. But I fear one more slip and this will go right.But I'm not ready to say goodbye
Because first I got a couple of tails I'm gonna kick it on down your butthole.High, low, run for attention but I just can't lose.Friday night theres going to be another chick on my tip,but it won't be me but, oh.Oh if you change your ways I would lay down anytime with her...with her. Got one my, my, my I know we had a couple of times.But I'm ready to go I'm gonna kick it on down your butthole.High, low.High on booze I'm on a run for attention but I just can't loseFriday night theres going to be anotherslip on my dick but it won't be me.But oh, oh, if you'll change your waysI would lay down anytime with her with her.
Don't Push
A
Stolen from an Africa land, chased out with a knife
D A
with a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
E F
Oh well the bars are always open,
A
and the time is always right
D F
and if god's good word goes unspoken
A
the music goes all night and it goes..
A
If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved?
A
and if I was half pint I'd whoop my lord up above
D
if I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
A
if I was a boomtown rat i would be stayin' up all night
E F
if I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stoopid dumb
A
and if rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb...but numb
A
If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do?
D
I'd point that shit straight at the sky
A
and shoot heaven on down for you
E F
Because the bars are always open
A
and the time is always right
D F
and if god's good work goes unspoken
A
the music goes all night, and it goes
VersesThe next few verses go the same as above.
I want a lover but I can't find the time
I want a reason but can't find a rhyme
I want to start some static but I can't afford
knees slam to the ground as I fell off my skate board eh
Now a days is clear as you please
strap with protection or struck with
disease...disease
laughter, it's free,
any time just call me, 439-0116
When your down with Sublime you get funky fresh lyrics.
Stolen from an Africa land,
I'll chase that other bar,
I saw my best friend tonight so don't push me too far
Chord ChangeThe rest of the song goes C-Bb
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 belive me then I go on 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 raid the town, tell the people the news,
ohh, hey, tell them reggae music is on the loose.
here I am like a ragin' storm
with a brand new style and a unique fashon.
(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 egality
come, come thema come with a rougha stylee
come, come thema care about you wicked stylee
come, come if ya come with your wicked diary
Thema fire one shot-
pump pump-with a sub thema fire two shots-
pump pump-nickle shot thema fire three shots-
pump pump-nickle shot thema hear about me rock
crazy, who I launch wear they armor be who I
launched thema attack me with they
armor me no stop counter react when me am bigger
Hear me copy tell you about
this wicked stylee
People wanna come up and they wanna tell me: smokin'
crack cocaine better than sensi.
your'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' plastic! ba!
Romeo
Intro(Cm-Ab-Bb-G)
Verse 1
Cm Ab
I have a secret place inside my mind,
Bb G
where I keep hidden inspiration you will find.
Cm Ab
And when my petty anger goes to my head,
Bb G
you'll find I'm better off dead.
F Ab G
Oh, and I don't hold the key,
C Bb Eb Bb C
to find out what is killing me,
F Ab G C Bb Ab G Ab G
its, been so long but somehow i just still care,
Chorus
Cm C# Cm C# Cm C# ...
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo, with no place to go
Verse 2 Same chord structure as first verse
Sometimes I think you hate me, hang up the phone,
but take a closer look, this hate I feel is my own.
So many times I've loved you, more than myself,
it's time to take that love and put it on the shelf.
Oh, and when I hold you tight,
it makes me want to scream and fight.
Love turned to hate,
some how it's just, how it's just,
how it's just to late.
Chorus Same as above chorus
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go
Verse 3 Slower but same chords
Rock the reggae music, cuz it sounds so fine, right!
When I hold you tight, in my arms you are mine,
but in the morning when I wake up and I still feel the same,
I know something goin on and I know who's to blame.
*Speeds up*
Everytime I tell you I'm the real Romeo,
it fills my soul and heart with anger, pain, and sorrow.
Cuz' somthings going on and I think you should know,
so listen to my rhyme, cuz this is how it goes:
In a tight mini short in a short mini skirt,
it feels so wrong and it feels so right.
the more I think about it your a pain in the ass,
I told you many times, this time it's gonna last.
Want the kind of woman who can make me feel right,
not sloppy drunk sex on a Saturday night. cuz,
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go
Solo(Play verse chords)
Verse 3(Ends with a two chord progression Cm-Bb)
Pull up your honey if you gotta one see,
because your down with the style, cuz your down with me. oh,
rig the selector when your on the mixer,
along with Peter Mitchell upon the echo chamber. Two, one,
no they must see but no, they can't test me.
Two, three of them come and say you cant test me.
Because me rock the reggae music in a different stylee.
Me rock the kinda reggae music right on time, because your down with the
band that they call Sublime, right?
Don't take it too slow, don't take me wrong,
me know which way to go, me, me, me, me alright,
me rock the reggae music day and all night.
Makes you wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes you wanna explode,
sometimes it makes you wanna explode.
5446 that's my number
Intro
A D A D C
E--5--X--5--X--5--X--5--X--5--X--5----5-3----
B--5--X--5--X--7--X--7--X--5--X--5----7-5----
G--6--X--6--X--7--X--7--X--6--X--6----7-5----
D--7--X--7--X--7--X--7--X--7--X--7----7-5----
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E--------------------------------------------
Verse 1(Same pattern as above but just A and D chords)
Do you belive 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
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
Break
A D
but give it to me one time (ohh give it to me,yeah!)
D D
give it to me - two times (1, 2)
D D D
give it to me three times (1, 2, 3)
D D D D
give it to me four times (1, 2, 3, 4)
Verse 2 (Same as above but different rhythm on the A)
Oh, 5446, was my number, was my number now,
Right now somebody else has that number
(one more time)
5447 was number, was my number now,
Right now somebody else has that number
RIFF A
A--0---0----5-5-5-5-4--7---0--0--
E--------------------------------
RIFF B
G-----------7-7-7-7-6--9---------
D--7---7-------------------7--7--
Verse 3(w/RIFF A and B)
'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,
hear the club, hear the beat, in the dog pound, DJ, he can
have his grilled cheese
some jealous punk, snuck up around my back, tried to take
a lovin' over me; Lord I got into a fist fight, and wound
up in jail all night
give it to me one time
give it to me - two times (1, 2)
give it to me three time (1, 2, 3)
give it to me four time (1, 2, 3, 4)
Passage
E G E G E G E G
E---7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10----
G---9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12----
B---9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12----
D---9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12----
A---7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10----
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ball and chain
Verse 1
E
people listen up don't stand to close
B
i got something that you all should know,
all the lies, all the lies they
E
told to me from a little part of history,
see i was always taught that boy meets girl
B
fall in love get married and forget the world
A
nine months later sweet babys on the way kiss
'em on the cheek and lifes o.k.,
E A E A
i don't feel no pain i don't have no time
E A B C
to listen to conflicting points of view.
E G B(14th fret)
its a crazy world to live alone
E G B(14th fret)
a ball and chain i call my own.
E G
nanana nana whoo
Verse 2(Basically same as above)
people stand back don't stand top near i've got something that you all
should hear holy matrimonys not for me rather die alone in misery because
marriage doesn't work in the world today it's an institution and it's in
decay and if i have love i wish to protray i will surely find another way
because i was always taught that boy meets girl... i step into the great
unknown a ball and chain i call my own.
Song: chick on my tip
Intro Em-C-B
Verse 1
Em C B
She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.
Em C B
When I went out with her she had extensions in her hair.
Em C B
She got style and she got the cat moves.
Em
You're gonna keep the beat fun because she's coming after you.
Chorus(Blues rhythm)
A
I ain't high I won't lose
E
I look for attention but I'm just not gunna lose
A B
It's Friday night and there's going to be another chick on my tip
C B
But it won't be you baby.
Verse 2(Same as above)
Got one more trick up my sleeve
One more thing to say to you before I leave.
Yo girl you don't mean a thing to me
and if you thought you ever did you were high on things..
Chorus(Same as above)
But I'm not lying gunna lose a Goddamn thing tonight
I said Friday night there's going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be you baby.
Break
C G
Oh... if you change your ways
D F C D
I would lay down any time with you... with you
Verse 3
But I fear one more slip and this will go right
But I'm not ready to say goodbye
Because first I got a couple of tails
I'm gunna kick it on down your butthole.
Chorus
High, low high on booze
Run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night theres going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be me but, oh
Break
Oh if you change your ways
I would lay down anytime with her... with her
Solo
Verse 4
Got one my, my, my I know we had a couple of times.
But I'm ready to go
I'm gunna kick it on down your butthole.
Chorus
High, low. I'm not high on booze
I'm on a run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night theres going to be another slip on my dick but it won't be me
Break
But oh, oh, if you'll change your ways
I would lay down anytime with her
With her....
Song: get out!
Intro
e---6----6----6----4----2----- repeat
b---7----7----7----4----2-----
g---6----8----6----x----3-----
E--0--
B--1--
G--2--
D--3--
A--3--
E-----
Verse 1
C F
My place is not a home,
C F
it don't make no difference but I have found,
C F
that I need a place to stay.
C F
I never listen what the landlord man say.
G F
You should've seen the flops in my house.
C
We were jumping on walls and kicking ceilings.
Dm F C
Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT!"
[they're driving me fucking crazy over here chief,
I gotta get rid of these fruitcakes.]
Verse 2
C F
Hold me and don't let go.
C F
It don't make no difference that your a ho.
C F
Cause I need a place to stay.
C F
A new disease was just the price I paid.
G F C
In days of old that how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
Dm F C
That girl is dead to me now and I say ....
Break With scratchin' and that riff
Verse 3 More scratchin
So let the lovin take a hold over me,
Let the lovin take a hold over me.
(Long Beach Possie)
Cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
1992 so lets all start uniting.
Put your hands together be the best you can be,
Let this jam take us to 1993.
Stay positive and the love will come back to me.
But some jealous punk, snuck up around the back,
tried to take the lovin' over me.
Oh, I got into a fist fight and wound up in jail all night.
Song: Get Ready
Verse 1
A
Some folks say smoking herb is a crime,
A
if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
A
Insufferable informa crazy fools wait:
A
with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
E
And in the evening when we try to jam,
E
we like the music loud in this here band
E
We let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand
E
Somebody always gotta turn informa for the man
D
I want to know right now is there one of you in the crowd
D
are you gonna call 911
C#m
and spoil all of my fun
Bm A
You crazy fool
Verse 2
A
i'm in the mood
A
Get ready come on now, (repeat)
E
load up the bong, crank up the song,
E
let the informa call 911 (repeat)
D
And when security police force want to arrive
D
Don't try to run, don't try to hide
D
just pull out the .9 pop in the clip
C#m Bm A
and let one slip into these crazy fools
DJs
C
Verse 1(drum 'n bass)
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"
Chorus
Am E Am E
Ain't nothin wrong...aint nothing right
F C G
but still i sit and lay awake all nite
All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin trash and we'll come with a smith & wesson
Verse 2
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 reagee 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
But 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 jamican, 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
OutroPlay C to F to G progression
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
Scarlet Begonias
E B
As I was walkin down rubadub square
E B
Not a chill to the window a litte to the air
A E A E
From another direction she was caught in my eye
A E A E
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try
B
..might as well try
Verse 2
E B
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
E B
And I could tell without asking she was into the blues
A E A E
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
A E A E B
I knew right away she was not like other girls
Chorus
F#
Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
B A E
As everthing works out the way it does in this song
F#
Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
B A E
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Solo (Dont' have it yet)
Verse 3 Same as above
(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 psychadelic mess
We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
Sold some ectacy,
Sold nitrus, opium, acid, herion and PCP
Now I hear the police coming after me
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 begoinas 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 bye.
Right Back
C
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
your girlfriend said so, but I really don't know
Bb
that don't mean we fucked around
A
that night last week when you left town
Verse 2
C
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
Bb
uh-huh, sometimes right now since I've left the bend
A
feels like I'm right back there again
Chorus
F G
sometimes I pray
F G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F G
So I bought myself a gun
F G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from
Verse 3
D
sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
D
my girfriend said so- she's a little ho
C
that don't mean I fuck around
B
I like to keep that higher ground
Chorus
F G
sometimes I pray
F G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F G
So I bought myself a gun
F G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from
Break
G F G F
oohhh, don't tease me
G F
ohhh, don't tease me
G F
don't tease me, oh
Chorus
F G
sometimes I pray
F G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F G
So I bought myself a gun
F G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from
All You Need
Am
Headed out for Austin, now were half way down the road.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Steady staring out the window.
It fells good, it fells nice, it feels like you need it.
And back out on the road is where we like to be seated.
Am C D F Am C D
We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style. We got half-pint style, we
F
got a b-boy style.
Am C D F
We got to put that shit together in a creative style.
Am C D F
We put that shit together in a creative style.
Prechorus
F#m
Outside on the pavement I won't feel afraid,
there's a little piece of paper saying how we walked that May.
Chorus
A E
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
C#
No one's got fingers, I got no one to blame.
A B D E
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
F#m
Society's got to me.
C#
That's all you need!
Verse 2Same Chord progression as above
Headed out to Houston, now where halfway out the door.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Staring out the window.
It fells good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it.
I know how females like to be treated.
A license for me and the stars up above,
And on the interstate I fell love, love, love.
And If I never realize then that's how it has to be,
And all DJs out there got to give me money.
Prechorus
Back out on the freeway, I won't fell sane.
Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain.
Chorus
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
Blown out speakers, I got no one to blame.
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
Society's got to me.
That's all you need! Yea.
Solo Play Intro then into solo which I will soon have.
Bridge
E
I can ???, but I won't see,
E
Because no one can tell you, you've got to be afraid.
E
We got to go back on the highway, live behind the wheel.
F*
I want it real!
*Play intro again**
What Happened?
B Abm
Wake up in the morning
B Abm
clock says half past one
B Abm B Abm
I have no sunglasses as I step into the sun
A E A F#
there's no recollection of the evil things I've done
B A F#
my head feels like I must have had some fun
Break(w/horns)
what happened?
Verse 2
B Abm B Abm
Last thing I remember, I was chillin' at a party
B Abm B Abm
pinchin' girlie's asses I was drinking recklessly
A E A F#
I know I did something, Lord what could it be?
B A F#
woke up in the morning and all my friends hate me
Break(w/horns)
what happened?
Solo
oh yeah, play it for them wonder
Verse 3
B Abm
What am I doing here?
B Abm
who is this girl in my bed?
B Abm
what is this shit on my face?
B Abm
my god, what is that awful smell?
A E
She may be an angel
A F#
she may be a queen
B A F#
she might be black, white, american, indian or japanese
Break
what happened?
Verse 4
B Abm
Threw a bottle at the bouncer
B Abm
didn't think that he was cool
B Abm B Abm
pissed in someones drink and threw a bike into a pool
A E
drivin' down the side walk
A F#
like a drunkin' possesed fool
B A F#
I broke every single traffic rule
Break
oh, what happened?
what happened?
Let's go!!!
Outro
A E
She may be an angel
A F#
she may be a queen
B A F#
she might be black, white, american, indian or japanese
Superstar Punani
Em Em C B
So tell me if you really wanna be a superstar, a fiesta on the mic and it
will surely take you far. You make that drop
on the twenty foot tracks, mix it all down and you put it on wax.
Beginning is hype when you're playing in the bars in the bottomless pit
where you make loose and far. Take with your pipers and you take your
guitar, then take your woman and then pound your gong.
(Bridge):
Well beginning on wisdom I won't get you too far. First you'll have to
sell your soul, to be a superstar.
(Verse):
Maybe if you got it, forget about that, yo money don't concern you that's
a natural fact. Shut up your mouth before you get knocked down. We're
gonna listen to your voice upon the speaker box. And first you get a
manager but what does he do? I'll be the first to tell you baby that I
don't have a clue, we're gonna make a funky image for the MTV, hear it on
the radio say damn, that's me.
(Bridge): A B
Whenever I get over on a three-piece harm, Jesus and his momma gonna
break your arm, put your ass in the john, oh to be a superstar, oooohhh
(Chorus): Em D C B
Realize sometimes I feel like a sign, oh you're in a position and you
just can't hide. Ruff, ruff, ruffruffruff
(Verse):
All around the world you gotta make that trip and then you
never thought you'd see the day you'd act like this. Your rep is gettin
bigger than a B-52 and it gets around the world before it gets back to
you. Hey! All of a sudden, can you believe before your eyes this shit has
come down to me. I gotta take a west-bound to side, so long, say so long,
say so long, see ya.
(Bridge):
Oh, my God if I'da let my own knife take it, turn around and place it home.
(Chorus)
(Restart, with probably improvised lyrics I can't really make out except
this:)
Bo, what you want what you need? . . . .
Punani, Punani, won't you love me? Punani, Punani, Punani
("Let the dogs go. . Let'em go")
Smoke 2 Joints
A
I smoke two joints in the morning
F G
I smoke two joint at night
A
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
F G
It makes me feel alright
A
I smoke two joints in time of peace
F G
And two in time of war
A
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
F G G#
And then I smoke two more
A F G G#
A F G G#
Break(samples and scratin')(same chord progression)
"smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died,
toke a big spliff of some good sensimillia
smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died
toke a big spliff of some good sensamill..."
"Easy-E were ya ever caught slippin'?" "hell no!"
Verse 2
A
Daddy he once told me,
F G
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
A
And momma she once told me,
F G
"Son, you do the best you can"
G
Then one day I meet a man,
F
He came to me and said yes.
G F
"I work good and i work fine,
E
but first take care of head"
Wrong Way
Intro:
E (w/random picking) D
E--------------------------------- --------------------------------
B--9-------------------------------7--------------------------------
G--9-------------------------------7--------------------------------
D--9-------------------------------7--------------------------------
A--7-------------------------------5--------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------------------------------
Annie's twelve 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
Verse:
A (on upstrokes) G
E--5----5----5----5-------3----3----3----3--------
B--5----5----5----5-------3----3----3----3--------
G--6----6----6----6-------4----4----4----4--------
D--7----7----7----7-------5----5----5----5--------
A-------------------------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------------
I gave her all that I had to give
I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears running down her chin and it
A C
E--5----5----5----5-------8----8----8----8--
B--5----5----5----5-------8----8----8----8--
G--6----6----6----6-------9----9----9----9--
D--7----7----7----7------10---10---10---10--
A-------------------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------
Ruins up her makeup I never wanted
F# E
E--6----6----6----6-------------7----7----7----7-----------------
B--7----7----7----7-------------9----9----9----9-----------------
G--6----6----6----6-------------9----9----9----9-----------------
D----------------------------------------------------------------
A----------------------------------------------------------------
E----------------------------------------------------------------
A cigarette pressed between her lips as I’m
Staring 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
B A
E--7----7----7----7-------------5----5----5----5-------
B--7----7----7----7-------------5----5----5----5-------
G--8----8----8----8-------------6----6----6----6-------
D--9----9----9----9-------------7----7----7----7-------
A------------------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------------------
The only family that she’s ever had is her
Seven horny brothers and her drunk-ass Dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
B D
E--7----7----7----7-------------------10---10---10---10--
B--7----7----7----7-------------------10---10---10---10--
G--8----8----8----8-------------------11---11---11---11--
D--9----9----9----9-------------------12---12---12---12—-
A--------------------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------------------
Everything was going fine until the day she met me
E D
E--4----4----4----4---------------------5----5----5----5--------------
B--5----5----5----5---------------------7----7----7----7--------------
G--4----4----4----4---------------------7----7----7----7--------------
D---------------------------------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------------------
Happy are you sad wanna shoot your Dad I’ll do
Anything I can the wrong way
We talked all night tried to make it right
Believe me shit was tight it was the wrong way
A G
E--5----5----5----5---------3----3----3----3----
B--5----5----5----5---------3----3----3----3----
G--6----6----6----6---------4----4----4----4----
D--7----7----7----7---------5----5----5----5----
A-----------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------
Go run away if you don’t wanna stay cause I
Ain’t here to make ya oh no
It’s up to you what you really wanna do
A C
E--5----5----5----5------------8----8----8----8--
B--5----5----5----5------------8----8----8----8--
G--6----6----6----6------------9----9----9----9--
D--7----7----7----7-----------10---10---10---10—-
A------------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------------
Spend some time in America dub-style
F# E
E--6----6----6----6------7----7----7----7--
B--7----7----7----7------9----9----9----9--
G--6----6----6----6------9----9----9----9--
D------------------------------------------
A------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------
(horn solo, minimal guitar, play 4x)
B A
E--7----7----7----7------------5----5----5----5-----------
B--7----7----7----7------------5----5----5----5-----------
G--8----8----8----8------------6----6----6----6-----------
D--9----9----9----9------------7----7----7----7-----------
A---------------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------
She’ll give you all that she’s got to give but
I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears rolling down to her chin and it
B D
E--7----7----7----7------10---10---10---10--
B--7----7----7----7------10---10---10---10--
G--8----8----8----8------11---11---11---11--
D--9----9----9----9------12---12---12---12—-
A-------------------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------
Smears up her makeup I never wanted
E D
E--4----4----4----4---------------5----5----5----5----------------
B--5----5----5----5---------------7----7----7----7----------------
G--4----4----4----4---------------7----7----7----7----------------
D-----------------------------------------------------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
So we ran away and I'm sorry when I say that straight
To this very day it was the wrong way
She took a hike don't matter if I like it or
Not because she only wants the wrong way
Outro:
B A
E--7----7----7----7---------------5----5----5----5-----
B--7----7----7----7---------------5----5----5----5-----
G--8----8----8----8---------------6----6----6----6-----
D--9----9----9----9---------------7----7----7----7-----
A------------------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------------------
I gave her all that I had to give but she
Still wouldn't take it oh no
Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve and it
B D
E--7----7----7----7---------10---10---10-----
B--7----7----7----7---------10---10---10-----
G--8----8----8----8---------11---11---11-----
D--9----9----9----9---------12---12---12—----
A--------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------
Still ruins her makeup I never wanted...
STP
Bb F C G
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
Bb F
I won't run and pull the one jack move
C G
they love her for the kingston sound.
Verse 1
A
Flava-Flave and I-C-E
E
once said something that made me
G D
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground.
A E
But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead,
G D
'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
A E
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat
G D
and my shiny silver gat and if my homey got my back then I got
Chorus
Bb F C G
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
Bb F
I won't run and pull the one jack move
C G A
they love her for the kingston sound. whoa
Bridge
A------------
E---5--7--9--
D Bm G A
I won't slip, and I won't trip. Send Matt Vargas to regrip.
D Bm G
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide,
D Bm
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do,
G A
like relax and design a brand new tatoo.
D Bm G A
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.
Verse 2
D Bm
Have you seen that little whore betty?
G A
Someone said she stole my [?]
*rest of verse is same chord progression*
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig. So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your taklin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy.
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.
Chorus
Bb F C G
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
Bb F
I won't run and pull the one jack move
C G
they love her for the kingston sound.
Outro
*Bass*
Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet,
only for one night with no repeat.
A
Baby you wanna leave and never go,
D E A
but the taste of honey is worse than none at all.
Oobooboo, take a look at you, hanging on third and daisy.Wohbobo, policemen after you, smokin' crack cocaine makes you crazy.You think everythings perfect in your world today,You thing everythings just outrigigigey.Take off your glass pipe, take off your sunglasses,And tell me what you can see.And i see life, corruption, look this way,Cooley on the corner, but she's not okay.He's got lies, he's got rats in the street,Ya got no shoes, no shoes on the baby's feet.Woahohoho, its a perfect world, yeah, yeah nanana its a perfect world.Oh ahh, it's a perfect world, it's a perfect world, heaw.Woahbobo, take a look at you, on your way to kenny's.Bobobo, wont you stop that crap, smoking that prob makes you crazy.But everythings crazy in the world today,So you might as well smoke it anyway.I said you might as well, if it, will it, you will like that,Which you can not tell.What is up?What's down?What is up?What's down?What's up?What's down?I don't know it's going around.Head is spining, and it feel alright,But the kids, the kids, the kids are alright.Woahohoho, its a perfect world, yeah, woahohnono its a perfect world.Gotta keep living in a perfect world.Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world.Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world.Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world.You want us to end it right there?
Chick on my Tipa
She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.
When I went out with her she had extensions in her hair.
She got style and she got the cat moves.You're gonna keep the beat fun because she's coming after you.I ain't high, I won't lose I look for attention,but I'm just not gonna lose.It's Friday night and there's going to beanother chick on my tip, but it won't be you baby.Got one more trick up my sleeveOne more thing to say to you before I leave.Yo girl you don't mean a thing to me and if youthought you ever did you were high on things..But I'm not lying gonna lose a Goddamn thing tonight I saidFriday night there's going to be another chick on my tipBut it won't be you baby.Oh if you change your ways,oh I would lay down any time with you... with you. But I fear one more slip and this will go right.But I'm not ready to say goodbye
Because first I got a couple of tails I'm gonna kick it on down your butthole.High, low, run for attention but I just can't lose.Friday night theres going to be another chick on my tip,but it won't be me but, oh.Oh if you change your ways I would lay down anytime with her...with her. Got one my, my, my I know we had a couple of times.But I'm ready to go I'm gonna kick it on down your butthole.High, low.High on booze I'm on a run for attention but I just can't loseFriday night theres going to be anotherslip on my dick but it won't be me.But oh, oh, if you'll change your waysI would lay down anytime with her with her.
Don't Push
A
Stolen from an Africa land, chased out with a knife
D A
with a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
E F
Oh well the bars are always open,
A
and the time is always right
D F
and if god's good word goes unspoken
A
the music goes all night and it goes..
A
If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved?
A
and if I was half pint I'd whoop my lord up above
D
if I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
A
if I was a boomtown rat i would be stayin' up all night
E F
if I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stoopid dumb
A
and if rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb...but numb
A
If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do?
D
I'd point that shit straight at the sky
A
and shoot heaven on down for you
E F
Because the bars are always open
A
and the time is always right
D F
and if god's good work goes unspoken
A
the music goes all night, and it goes
VersesThe next few verses go the same as above.
I want a lover but I can't find the time
I want a reason but can't find a rhyme
I want to start some static but I can't afford
knees slam to the ground as I fell off my skate board eh
Now a days is clear as you please
strap with protection or struck with
disease...disease
laughter, it's free,
any time just call me, 439-0116
When your down with Sublime you get funky fresh lyrics.
Stolen from an Africa land,
I'll chase that other bar,
I saw my best friend tonight so don't push me too far
Chord ChangeThe rest of the song goes C-Bb
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 belive me then I go on 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 raid the town, tell the people the news,
ohh, hey, tell them reggae music is on the loose.
here I am like a ragin' storm
with a brand new style and a unique fashon.
(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 egality
come, come thema come with a rougha stylee
come, come thema care about you wicked stylee
come, come if ya come with your wicked diary
Thema fire one shot-
pump pump-with a sub thema fire two shots-
pump pump-nickle shot thema fire three shots-
pump pump-nickle shot thema hear about me rock
crazy, who I launch wear they armor be who I
launched thema attack me with they
armor me no stop counter react when me am bigger
Hear me copy tell you about
this wicked stylee
People wanna come up and they wanna tell me: smokin'
crack cocaine better than sensi.
your'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' plastic! ba!
Romeo
Intro(Cm-Ab-Bb-G)
Verse 1
Cm Ab
I have a secret place inside my mind,
Bb G
where I keep hidden inspiration you will find.
Cm Ab
And when my petty anger goes to my head,
Bb G
you'll find I'm better off dead.
F Ab G
Oh, and I don't hold the key,
C Bb Eb Bb C
to find out what is killing me,
F Ab G C Bb Ab G Ab G
its, been so long but somehow i just still care,
Chorus
Cm C# Cm C# Cm C# ...
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo, with no place to go
Verse 2 Same chord structure as first verse
Sometimes I think you hate me, hang up the phone,
but take a closer look, this hate I feel is my own.
So many times I've loved you, more than myself,
it's time to take that love and put it on the shelf.
Oh, and when I hold you tight,
it makes me want to scream and fight.
Love turned to hate,
some how it's just, how it's just,
how it's just to late.
Chorus Same as above chorus
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go
Verse 3 Slower but same chords
Rock the reggae music, cuz it sounds so fine, right!
When I hold you tight, in my arms you are mine,
but in the morning when I wake up and I still feel the same,
I know something goin on and I know who's to blame.
*Speeds up*
Everytime I tell you I'm the real Romeo,
it fills my soul and heart with anger, pain, and sorrow.
Cuz' somthings going on and I think you should know,
so listen to my rhyme, cuz this is how it goes:
In a tight mini short in a short mini skirt,
it feels so wrong and it feels so right.
the more I think about it your a pain in the ass,
I told you many times, this time it's gonna last.
Want the kind of woman who can make me feel right,
not sloppy drunk sex on a Saturday night. cuz,
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go
Solo(Play verse chords)
Verse 3(Ends with a two chord progression Cm-Bb)
Pull up your honey if you gotta one see,
because your down with the style, cuz your down with me. oh,
rig the selector when your on the mixer,
along with Peter Mitchell upon the echo chamber. Two, one,
no they must see but no, they can't test me.
Two, three of them come and say you cant test me.
Because me rock the reggae music in a different stylee.
Me rock the kinda reggae music right on time, because your down with the
band that they call Sublime, right?
Don't take it too slow, don't take me wrong,
me know which way to go, me, me, me, me alright,
me rock the reggae music day and all night.
Makes you wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes you wanna explode,
sometimes it makes you wanna explode.
5446 that's my number
Intro
A D A D C
E--5--X--5--X--5--X--5--X--5--X--5----5-3----
B--5--X--5--X--7--X--7--X--5--X--5----7-5----
G--6--X--6--X--7--X--7--X--6--X--6----7-5----
D--7--X--7--X--7--X--7--X--7--X--7----7-5----
A--------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------
Verse 1(Same pattern as above but just A and D chords)
Do you belive 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
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
Break
A D
but give it to me one time (ohh give it to me,yeah!)
D D
give it to me - two times (1, 2)
D D D
give it to me three times (1, 2, 3)
D D D D
give it to me four times (1, 2, 3, 4)
Verse 2 (Same as above but different rhythm on the A)
Oh, 5446, was my number, was my number now,
Right now somebody else has that number
(one more time)
5447 was number, was my number now,
Right now somebody else has that number
RIFF A
A--0---0----5-5-5-5-4--7---0--0--
E--------------------------------
RIFF B
G-----------7-7-7-7-6--9---------
D--7---7-------------------7--7--
Verse 3(w/RIFF A and B)
'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,
hear the club, hear the beat, in the dog pound, DJ, he can
have his grilled cheese
some jealous punk, snuck up around my back, tried to take
a lovin' over me; Lord I got into a fist fight, and wound
up in jail all night
give it to me one time
give it to me - two times (1, 2)
give it to me three time (1, 2, 3)
give it to me four time (1, 2, 3, 4)
Passage
E G E G E G E G
E---7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10----
G---9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12----
B---9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12----
D---9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12--9--9---12----
A---7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10--7--7---10----
E-------------------------------------------------
ball and chain
Verse 1
E
people listen up don't stand to close
B
i got something that you all should know,
all the lies, all the lies they
E
told to me from a little part of history,
see i was always taught that boy meets girl
B
fall in love get married and forget the world
A
nine months later sweet babys on the way kiss
'em on the cheek and lifes o.k.,
E A E A
i don't feel no pain i don't have no time
E A B C
to listen to conflicting points of view.
E G B(14th fret)
its a crazy world to live alone
E G B(14th fret)
a ball and chain i call my own.
E G
nanana nana whoo
Verse 2(Basically same as above)
people stand back don't stand top near i've got something that you all
should hear holy matrimonys not for me rather die alone in misery because
marriage doesn't work in the world today it's an institution and it's in
decay and if i have love i wish to protray i will surely find another way
because i was always taught that boy meets girl... i step into the great
unknown a ball and chain i call my own.
Song: chick on my tip
Intro Em-C-B
Verse 1
Em C B
She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.
Em C B
When I went out with her she had extensions in her hair.
Em C B
She got style and she got the cat moves.
Em
You're gonna keep the beat fun because she's coming after you.
Chorus(Blues rhythm)
A
I ain't high I won't lose
E
I look for attention but I'm just not gunna lose
A B
It's Friday night and there's going to be another chick on my tip
C B
But it won't be you baby.
Verse 2(Same as above)
Got one more trick up my sleeve
One more thing to say to you before I leave.
Yo girl you don't mean a thing to me
and if you thought you ever did you were high on things..
Chorus(Same as above)
But I'm not lying gunna lose a Goddamn thing tonight
I said Friday night there's going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be you baby.
Break
C G
Oh... if you change your ways
D F C D
I would lay down any time with you... with you
Verse 3
But I fear one more slip and this will go right
But I'm not ready to say goodbye
Because first I got a couple of tails
I'm gunna kick it on down your butthole.
Chorus
High, low high on booze
Run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night theres going to be another chick on my tip
But it won't be me but, oh
Break
Oh if you change your ways
I would lay down anytime with her... with her
Solo
Verse 4
Got one my, my, my I know we had a couple of times.
But I'm ready to go
I'm gunna kick it on down your butthole.
Chorus
High, low. I'm not high on booze
I'm on a run for attention but I just can't lose
Friday night theres going to be another slip on my dick but it won't be me
Break
But oh, oh, if you'll change your ways
I would lay down anytime with her
With her....
Song: get out!
Intro
e---6----6----6----4----2----- repeat
b---7----7----7----4----2-----
g---6----8----6----x----3-----
E--0--
B--1--
G--2--
D--3--
A--3--
E-----
Verse 1
C F
My place is not a home,
C F
it don't make no difference but I have found,
C F
that I need a place to stay.
C F
I never listen what the landlord man say.
G F
You should've seen the flops in my house.
C
We were jumping on walls and kicking ceilings.
Dm F C
Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT!"
[they're driving me fucking crazy over here chief,
I gotta get rid of these fruitcakes.]
Verse 2
C F
Hold me and don't let go.
C F
It don't make no difference that your a ho.
C F
Cause I need a place to stay.
C F
A new disease was just the price I paid.
G F C
In days of old that how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
Dm F C
That girl is dead to me now and I say ....
Break With scratchin' and that riff
Verse 3 More scratchin
So let the lovin take a hold over me,
Let the lovin take a hold over me.
(Long Beach Possie)
Cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
1992 so lets all start uniting.
Put your hands together be the best you can be,
Let this jam take us to 1993.
Stay positive and the love will come back to me.
But some jealous punk, snuck up around the back,
tried to take the lovin' over me.
Oh, I got into a fist fight and wound up in jail all night.
Song: Get Ready
Verse 1
A
Some folks say smoking herb is a crime,
A
if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
A
Insufferable informa crazy fools wait:
A
with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
E
And in the evening when we try to jam,
E
we like the music loud in this here band
E
We let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand
E
Somebody always gotta turn informa for the man
D
I want to know right now is there one of you in the crowd
D
are you gonna call 911
C#m
and spoil all of my fun
Bm A
You crazy fool
Verse 2
A
i'm in the mood
A
Get ready come on now, (repeat)
E
load up the bong, crank up the song,
E
let the informa call 911 (repeat)
D
And when security police force want to arrive
D
Don't try to run, don't try to hide
D
just pull out the .9 pop in the clip
C#m Bm A
and let one slip into these crazy fools
DJs
C
Verse 1(drum 'n bass)
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"
Chorus
Am E Am E
Ain't nothin wrong...aint nothing right
F C G
but still i sit and lay awake all nite
All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin trash and we'll come with a smith & wesson
Verse 2
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 reagee 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
But 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 jamican, 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
OutroPlay C to F to G progression
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
Scarlet Begonias
E B
As I was walkin down rubadub square
E B
Not a chill to the window a litte to the air
A E A E
From another direction she was caught in my eye
A E A E
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try
B
..might as well try
Verse 2
E B
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
E B
And I could tell without asking she was into the blues
A E A E
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
A E A E B
I knew right away she was not like other girls
Chorus
F#
Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
B A E
As everthing works out the way it does in this song
F#
Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
B A E
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Solo (Dont' have it yet)
Verse 3 Same as above
(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 psychadelic mess
We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
Sold some ectacy,
Sold nitrus, opium, acid, herion and PCP
Now I hear the police coming after me
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 begoinas 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 bye.
Right Back
C
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
your girlfriend said so, but I really don't know
Bb
that don't mean we fucked around
A
that night last week when you left town
Verse 2
C
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
Bb
uh-huh, sometimes right now since I've left the bend
A
feels like I'm right back there again
Chorus
F G
sometimes I pray
F G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F G
So I bought myself a gun
F G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from
Verse 3
D
sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
D
my girfriend said so- she's a little ho
C
that don't mean I fuck around
B
I like to keep that higher ground
Chorus
F G
sometimes I pray
F G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F G
So I bought myself a gun
F G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from
Break
G F G F
oohhh, don't tease me
G F
ohhh, don't tease me
G F
don't tease me, oh
Chorus
F G
sometimes I pray
F G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F G
So I bought myself a gun
F G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from
All You Need
Am
Headed out for Austin, now were half way down the road.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Steady staring out the window.
It fells good, it fells nice, it feels like you need it.
And back out on the road is where we like to be seated.
Am C D F Am C D
We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style. We got half-pint style, we
F
got a b-boy style.
Am C D F
We got to put that shit together in a creative style.
Am C D F
We put that shit together in a creative style.
Prechorus
F#m
Outside on the pavement I won't feel afraid,
there's a little piece of paper saying how we walked that May.
Chorus
A E
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
C#
No one's got fingers, I got no one to blame.
A B D E
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
F#m
Society's got to me.
C#
That's all you need!
Verse 2Same Chord progression as above
Headed out to Houston, now where halfway out the door.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Staring out the window.
It fells good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it.
I know how females like to be treated.
A license for me and the stars up above,
And on the interstate I fell love, love, love.
And If I never realize then that's how it has to be,
And all DJs out there got to give me money.
Prechorus
Back out on the freeway, I won't fell sane.
Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain.
Chorus
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
Blown out speakers, I got no one to blame.
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
Society's got to me.
That's all you need! Yea.
Solo Play Intro then into solo which I will soon have.
Bridge
E
I can ???, but I won't see,
E
Because no one can tell you, you've got to be afraid.
E
We got to go back on the highway, live behind the wheel.
F*
I want it real!
*Play intro again**
What Happened?
B Abm
Wake up in the morning
B Abm
clock says half past one
B Abm B Abm
I have no sunglasses as I step into the sun
A E A F#
there's no recollection of the evil things I've done
B A F#
my head feels like I must have had some fun
Break(w/horns)
what happened?
Verse 2
B Abm B Abm
Last thing I remember, I was chillin' at a party
B Abm B Abm
pinchin' girlie's asses I was drinking recklessly
A E A F#
I know I did something, Lord what could it be?
B A F#
woke up in the morning and all my friends hate me
Break(w/horns)
what happened?
Solo
oh yeah, play it for them wonder
Verse 3
B Abm
What am I doing here?
B Abm
who is this girl in my bed?
B Abm
what is this shit on my face?
B Abm
my god, what is that awful smell?
A E
She may be an angel
A F#
she may be a queen
B A F#
she might be black, white, american, indian or japanese
Break
what happened?
Verse 4
B Abm
Threw a bottle at the bouncer
B Abm
didn't think that he was cool
B Abm B Abm
pissed in someones drink and threw a bike into a pool
A E
drivin' down the side walk
A F#
like a drunkin' possesed fool
B A F#
I broke every single traffic rule
Break
oh, what happened?
what happened?
Let's go!!!
Outro
A E
She may be an angel
A F#
she may be a queen
B A F#
she might be black, white, american, indian or japanese
Superstar Punani
Em Em C B
So tell me if you really wanna be a superstar, a fiesta on the mic and it
will surely take you far. You make that drop
on the twenty foot tracks, mix it all down and you put it on wax.
Beginning is hype when you're playing in the bars in the bottomless pit
where you make loose and far. Take with your pipers and you take your
guitar, then take your woman and then pound your gong.
(Bridge):
Well beginning on wisdom I won't get you too far. First you'll have to
sell your soul, to be a superstar.
(Verse):
Maybe if you got it, forget about that, yo money don't concern you that's
a natural fact. Shut up your mouth before you get knocked down. We're
gonna listen to your voice upon the speaker box. And first you get a
manager but what does he do? I'll be the first to tell you baby that I
don't have a clue, we're gonna make a funky image for the MTV, hear it on
the radio say damn, that's me.
(Bridge): A B
Whenever I get over on a three-piece harm, Jesus and his momma gonna
break your arm, put your ass in the john, oh to be a superstar, oooohhh
(Chorus): Em D C B
Realize sometimes I feel like a sign, oh you're in a position and you
just can't hide. Ruff, ruff, ruffruffruff
(Verse):
All around the world you gotta make that trip and then you
never thought you'd see the day you'd act like this. Your rep is gettin
bigger than a B-52 and it gets around the world before it gets back to
you. Hey! All of a sudden, can you believe before your eyes this shit has
come down to me. I gotta take a west-bound to side, so long, say so long,
say so long, see ya.
(Bridge):
Oh, my God if I'da let my own knife take it, turn around and place it home.
(Chorus)
(Restart, with probably improvised lyrics I can't really make out except
this:)
Bo, what you want what you need? . . . .
Punani, Punani, won't you love me? Punani, Punani, Punani
("Let the dogs go. . Let'em go")
Smoke 2 Joints
A
I smoke two joints in the morning
F G
I smoke two joint at night
A
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
F G
It makes me feel alright
A
I smoke two joints in time of peace
F G
And two in time of war
A
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
F G G#
And then I smoke two more
A F G G#
A F G G#
Break(samples and scratin')(same chord progression)
"smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died,
toke a big spliff of some good sensimillia
smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died
toke a big spliff of some good sensamill..."
"Easy-E were ya ever caught slippin'?" "hell no!"
Verse 2
A
Daddy he once told me,
F G
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
A
And momma she once told me,
F G
"Son, you do the best you can"
G
Then one day I meet a man,
F
He came to me and said yes.
G F
"I work good and i work fine,
E
but first take care of head"
Wrong Way
Intro:
E (w/random picking) D
E--------------------------------- --------------------------------
B--9-------------------------------7--------------------------------
G--9-------------------------------7--------------------------------
D--9-------------------------------7--------------------------------
A--7-------------------------------5--------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------------------------------
Annie's twelve 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
Verse:
A (on upstrokes) G
E--5----5----5----5-------3----3----3----3--------
B--5----5----5----5-------3----3----3----3--------
G--6----6----6----6-------4----4----4----4--------
D--7----7----7----7-------5----5----5----5--------
A-------------------------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------------
I gave her all that I had to give
I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears running down her chin and it
A C
E--5----5----5----5-------8----8----8----8--
B--5----5----5----5-------8----8----8----8--
G--6----6----6----6-------9----9----9----9--
D--7----7----7----7------10---10---10---10--
A-------------------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------
Ruins up her makeup I never wanted
F# E
E--6----6----6----6-------------7----7----7----7-----------------
B--7----7----7----7-------------9----9----9----9-----------------
G--6----6----6----6-------------9----9----9----9-----------------
D----------------------------------------------------------------
A----------------------------------------------------------------
E----------------------------------------------------------------
A cigarette pressed between her lips as I’m
Staring 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
B A
E--7----7----7----7-------------5----5----5----5-------
B--7----7----7----7-------------5----5----5----5-------
G--8----8----8----8-------------6----6----6----6-------
D--9----9----9----9-------------7----7----7----7-------
A------------------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------------------
The only family that she’s ever had is her
Seven horny brothers and her drunk-ass Dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
B D
E--7----7----7----7-------------------10---10---10---10--
B--7----7----7----7-------------------10---10---10---10--
G--8----8----8----8-------------------11---11---11---11--
D--9----9----9----9-------------------12---12---12---12—-
A--------------------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------------------
Everything was going fine until the day she met me
E D
E--4----4----4----4---------------------5----5----5----5--------------
B--5----5----5----5---------------------7----7----7----7--------------
G--4----4----4----4---------------------7----7----7----7--------------
D---------------------------------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------------------
Happy are you sad wanna shoot your Dad I’ll do
Anything I can the wrong way
We talked all night tried to make it right
Believe me shit was tight it was the wrong way
A G
E--5----5----5----5---------3----3----3----3----
B--5----5----5----5---------3----3----3----3----
G--6----6----6----6---------4----4----4----4----
D--7----7----7----7---------5----5----5----5----
A-----------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------
Go run away if you don’t wanna stay cause I
Ain’t here to make ya oh no
It’s up to you what you really wanna do
A C
E--5----5----5----5------------8----8----8----8--
B--5----5----5----5------------8----8----8----8--
G--6----6----6----6------------9----9----9----9--
D--7----7----7----7-----------10---10---10---10—-
A------------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------------
Spend some time in America dub-style
F# E
E--6----6----6----6------7----7----7----7--
B--7----7----7----7------9----9----9----9--
G--6----6----6----6------9----9----9----9--
D------------------------------------------
A------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------
(horn solo, minimal guitar, play 4x)
B A
E--7----7----7----7------------5----5----5----5-----------
B--7----7----7----7------------5----5----5----5-----------
G--8----8----8----8------------6----6----6----6-----------
D--9----9----9----9------------7----7----7----7-----------
A---------------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------
She’ll give you all that she’s got to give but
I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears rolling down to her chin and it
B D
E--7----7----7----7------10---10---10---10--
B--7----7----7----7------10---10---10---10--
G--8----8----8----8------11---11---11---11--
D--9----9----9----9------12---12---12---12—-
A-------------------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------
Smears up her makeup I never wanted
E D
E--4----4----4----4---------------5----5----5----5----------------
B--5----5----5----5---------------7----7----7----7----------------
G--4----4----4----4---------------7----7----7----7----------------
D-----------------------------------------------------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
So we ran away and I'm sorry when I say that straight
To this very day it was the wrong way
She took a hike don't matter if I like it or
Not because she only wants the wrong way
Outro:
B A
E--7----7----7----7---------------5----5----5----5-----
B--7----7----7----7---------------5----5----5----5-----
G--8----8----8----8---------------6----6----6----6-----
D--9----9----9----9---------------7----7----7----7-----
A------------------------------------------------------
E------------------------------------------------------
I gave her all that I had to give but she
Still wouldn't take it oh no
Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve and it
B D
E--7----7----7----7---------10---10---10-----
B--7----7----7----7---------10---10---10-----
G--8----8----8----8---------11---11---11-----
D--9----9----9----9---------12---12---12—----
A--------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------
Still ruins her makeup I never wanted...
STP
Bb F C G
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
Bb F
I won't run and pull the one jack move
C G
they love her for the kingston sound.
Verse 1
A
Flava-Flave and I-C-E
E
once said something that made me
G D
want to burn my liquor store down to the ground.
A E
But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead,
G D
'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
A E
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat
G D
and my shiny silver gat and if my homey got my back then I got
Chorus
Bb F C G
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
Bb F
I won't run and pull the one jack move
C G A
they love her for the kingston sound. whoa
Bridge
A------------
E---5--7--9--
D Bm G A
I won't slip, and I won't trip. Send Matt Vargas to regrip.
D Bm G
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide,
D Bm
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do,
G A
like relax and design a brand new tatoo.
D Bm G A
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.
Verse 2
D Bm
Have you seen that little whore betty?
G A
Someone said she stole my [?]
*rest of verse is same chord progression*
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig. So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your taklin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy.
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.
Chorus
Bb F C G
All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
Bb F
I won't run and pull the one jack move
C G
they love her for the kingston sound.
Outro
*Bass*
Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet,
only for one night with no repeat.
A
Baby you wanna leave and never go,
D E A
but the taste of honey is worse than none at all.
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