Sublime - Don't Push Lyrics
Dont pushStolen from an africa land,Chased out with a knifeWith a face likeBob marleyAnd a mouth like a motor-bikeOh well the bars are always open,And the time is always rightAnd if gods good word goes unspokenThe music goes all nightAnd it goes..If I was bob marley I said could you be loved?And if I was half pint Id ball lord up aboveIf I was mike tyson Id look for a fightIf I was a boomtown rat I would be stayin up all nightIf I was the king ad-rock I would get stoopid dumbAnd if rhymes were valiums Id be comfortably numbIf I had a shotgun, you know what Id do?Id point that shit straight at the skyAnd shoot heaven on down for youBecause the bars are always openAnd the time is always rightAnd if gods good work goes unspokenThe music goes all night,And it goesI want a lover but I cant find the timeI want a reason but cant find a rhymeI want to start some static but I cant affordTo get slammed to the ground like I fell off my skateboardHeyNow a days is clear as you pleaseStrap with protection or struck with disease...diseaseLaughter, its freeAnytime just call me439-0116When your down with sublimeYou getFunky fresh lyrics.Stolen from an africa land,Ill chase that other bar,I saw my best friend tonight, so, dont push me too farIm gonna runCome down with the new lyricsGet hit, get hip,Dont slip you knuckle headsRacism is scism on a serious tipYou dont belive me then I go on bust your lipHigher the mountain, it hard to climbRougher the rhythm man, it must be sublimeListen yellow lover yet it right on timeWe got cricket with the quickness and the bass line...40oz continue hereGo and wake the town, tell the people the news,Ohh, hey, tell them reggae music is on the loose.Here I am like a ragin stormWith a brand new style and a unique fashon.(sung at same time)I am from the place where the sun keeps shinin, shininAnd good good vibes, that keep on playin, playinThem a fire one shot for peace, eqalityCome, come, thema come with a rougha styleeCome, come, thema care about you wicked styleeCome, come, if ya come with your wicked styleeThema fire one shot-Pump pump lick-a-shot,Thema fire two shotsPump pump lick-a-shot,Thema fire three shotsPump pump pump lick-a-shot,Thema hear about me rockWith me armorWhen they start counterreact with me armorThama launch an attack with me armorCoutnerreact with me armorWhen they start counterreactWhen me am biggerHear me copyTell you about this wicked styleePeople wanna come up and they wan tell me:Smokin crack cocaine better than sensi.Yourre puffin that shit yo were sick of it!Tweakin every weekend and we just cant take it.Whoa-oh, we no wan plastic!Ba!Shs continue hereLord have his grilled cheeseThis the kinda rhythm make you wanna explodeNot like doin coke or cheebaNot like takin a loadBecause Im on time me style rough and ruggedI keep my body strong, clean and ...People wanna come up and they want tell meSmokin crack cocaine better than sensiOnce done itMe sick of itIf you touch me styleMe gonn bust your lipWe give it to you like a newman flickBecause its simpleWe dont want plastic, bo!
