Sublime - Don`t Push (Album Ver.)

Stolen from an African land
and 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
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 lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rat 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 it straight up at the sky
and shoot heaven on down for you
Because the bars are always open
and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken
the music goes all night
And it goes

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, hey
Now a days as clear as you please
get strapped with protection or strapped with disease
Laughter, it's free, any time just, call me
438 4836 'cuz your down with Sublime you get
funky fresh lyrics, you get nuff lyrics
Stolen from an african land
I was chased out of the bar
And 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 scism on a serious tip
You don't believe me I go and bust your lip Hey
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm, then it must be Sublime
Listen Bud Gaugh yea he's right on time Come listen Eric Wilson drop the funky bassline
Base Mmmmm Come in Bud
Lord have his grilled cheese

This the kinda rhythm make you wanna explode
Not like doin' coke and shooting, not like taking a load
Because I'm one stylee, stand rough and rugged
I keep my body strong, clean and

People wanna come up and they want tell me smokin crack cocaine better than sensi
Something, something, something
Stolen from an African land
and 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
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 lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rat 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 it straight up at the sky
and shoot heaven on down for you
Because the bars are always open
and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken
the music goes all night
And it goes

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, hey
Now a days as clear as you please
get strapped with protection or strapped with disease
Laughter, it's free, any time just, call me
438 4836 'cuz your down with Sublime you get
funky fresh lyrics, you get nuff lyrics
Stolen from an african land
I was chased out of the bar
And 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 scism on a serious tip
You don't believe me I go and bust your lip Hey
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm, then it must be Sublime
Listen Bud Gaugh yea he's right on time Come listen Eric Wilson drop the funky bassline
Base Mmmmm Come in Bud
Lord have his grilled cheese

This the kinda rhythm make you wanna explode
Not like doin' coke and shooting, not like taking a load
Because I'm one stylee, stand rough and rugged
I keep my body strong, clean and

People wanna come up and they want tell me smokin crack cocaine better than sensi
Something, something, something

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