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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,

When you grab ahold of me,
you tell me that I'll never be set free.
but 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?)

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.
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 don't wanna shoot the pier
I don't wanna take the doggie for a walk
I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer
I don't wanna do a bong load
Or throw a wrench on the car
I don't wanna hose the dog shit down
'Cause I aint even gonna get out of bed

Mucho gusto, me llamo Bradley,
(glad to meet you my name is Bradley)
I'm hornier than Ron Jeremy,
And if you wanna get popped in your knee,
Just wipe that look off your bati face

You hate me cause I got what you need,
A pretty little daughter that we call Mexi, and,

No me importa que se lleva
Porque todo se quitará
Ay no puedo verlo
Ni en pintura
Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta
De que luego, tuviera que pagar
Pero, se dice también
Me muera acostarme con ti

no me importa que se lleva, por que todo se quitara,
hay no puedo verlo, ni en pintura.
cuando empezemos, no me di yo cuenta,
de que luego tuviera que pagar
pero, si se cambie, me muera a acostarme con ti, con ti

no me propongo predicar, vive y dejar vivir
pero el amigo es un condon en el bolsillo

She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.
When I went out with her she got extensions in her hair.
She got style and she got the cat moves.
You're gonna keep the beat Bud because she's coming after you.

I ain't high, I won't lose
I might be lookin for attention but I'm just not gunna lose
It's Friday night, and there's going to be another chick on my tip

Let me tell you about a girl I know
had a drink about an 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 eyebrow raised as he walked through the door
And took an empty seat next to her at the bar.

Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All the people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me, and me and Louie run to the party
Dance to the rhythm it gets harder
Me and my girl got this relationship
I love her so bad, but she treats me like sh

Stolen from an African land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley
And a mouth like a motorbike
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

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

Ebin was a cooley that I used to know
Now he's down with the PLO
He's cold kickin it live with the KKK

Headed out for Austin, now we're 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
We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style
We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style
We got to put that shit together in a creative style

Crazy crazy
Crazy fool
Crazy fool

If she thinks that she is gonna dispose my world
I'd be a crazy crazy crazy -- crazy fool
Crazy fool

On the freeway in the county, the sun don't shine
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a bati man
Outside my cell, deputies creep
and in this cell, all I do is sleep
and I dream that I'm free

and I'm back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea
all the fine heinas come swimmin' to me

On the freeway in the county
Where the sun don't shine
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a bati man
Outside my cell deputies creep
And in this cell all I do is sleep
And I dream that I'm free

And I'm back on the reef

Some folks say smoking herb is a crime,
if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
Insufferable informa crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules
And in the evening when we try to jam,
we like the music loud in this here band
We let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand
Somebody always gotta turn informa for the man

Raging and swirling,
Getting inside,
I feel like I'm going to break!

Bright sun sinking low,
I never feel afraid to let emotions show.
Well I did.
Now take a look at me,

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.

I love, I love my dog
Yes, I love, I love my dog
And I love, I love my dog

Walkin' on, walkin' down babylon way
Got to keep going straight
Got to love my lady love
Got to keep going away

And I won't make love to you
And I feel love, feel love

Jailhouse gets empty
Rudy gets plenty
The baton stick gets shorter
Rudy gets taller
Can't fight against the youth

I'm here again
I wanna have sex with you
Let me tell ya let me tell you
Let me tell you what I'm gonna do

I said

We start to love 100 ways

In school they never taught bout hamburgers or steak
Elijah Muhammed 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 intelligence
Yes, I know

Oh, in a little district
In a neighborhood
People movin' swift
Like they think they should

A word from your mouth
Your lights get knocked out
A blast to your lips

Maybe one breath away
I'll find the words to say
I'll sit and light the bong
I'll hold my hit in real long
I don't know if I can go up inside of you tonite
Oh Mary baby, please don't fuss and fight
You've heard the line before
Mary, baby, please don't think I'm a whore

Wake up in the morning and its hard live
Hard to live yes its hard to live
And it will be a long time before shit starts to give
But everyday its getting harder to live

But I would up for being down with the ho
Still I know I got mic control
I'm aware of the high and the low

The time has come to reach a new realization 'tween me and you
Time to clear the rumors sensations and things that just are untrue.
Well I thought I heard you behind me
With a knife straight for my back.
It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of living
Although I might not be on the right track.

Oh thought I might drown but its hard to be givin'.

i've got so much trouble on my mind
that it feels if like i'm always sleepin' with the enemy
but i know the real world always gets the last word in
that's why i gotta kick reality
so don't tease me and try to say that i should care
might as well go out for mine 'cuz everybody's going out for theirs

so don't tell me about a fake drug war

no woman no cry
no woman no cry
yea
we remember all the things about back when we used to sit
and talk about all the girls that we had in the basement down at my house
grandma upstairs but you know we didnt ever care
over over serving the hits that we would play
lets become big is what what we would pray

Down there at the pawn shop it's only way to shop
down there at the pawn shop if it's not in stone
down there at the pawn shop at no end, no way to shop

down there at the pawn shop what has been told
albino made of stone just remember that it's flesh and bone

so, why I'm down here at the pawn shop

Lying in my plastic bed
Thinkin' how things were so cool to me
My baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom

Tying on the dinosaur
Tonight it used to be so cool

I have a secret place inside my mind

One two three four!
Pull up here honey, if ya got a pussy
Shake your ass like your ready to sing
Something muy high
Something muy low
When me ready limo then they follow me home like a
Roots of creation
I am living in a boring nation

Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up and they give it up and they give it up
But they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin' rollin' stone
He rolled away one day and he never came home
It ain't hard to understand
This ain't Hitler's master plan
What it takes to be a man

I don't practice santeria,
I ain't got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars, but I'd,
I'd spend it all.
If I could find that Heina
And that Sancho that she's found,
Well, I'd pop a cap in Sancho
And I'd slap her down.

Every day I love him a little bit more
A little bit more, a little bit more
Every day I love him just a little bit more
And he loves me the same

Every day I love her a little bit more
A little bit more, a little bit more
Every day I love her just a little bit more

as i was walkin' down rubadub square
not a chill to the winter 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

Janie always said I was a mess
Sorry bout that mess
I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed
Still I knew it could take it if I opened up the rhythm
I knew it could make it
I hope her parents love her
So feelin the acid on the brain

She takes her time when it's time to get ready.
Always has her way.
Always leaves me waiting by the phone.
She told me more than once to take it slow
And I said OK.
But lately I've been sleeping all alone.
I'm not breaking up inside
I'm much to proud to moan.

I smoke two joints in the morning, I smoke two joints at night
I smoke two joints in the afternoon, it makes me feel alright
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

Oh, my daddy he once told me, "Son, you be hard working man"
My mama she once told me, "Son, you do the best you can"
But then one day I met a man who came to me and said

Chorus:
summertime and the livin's easy,
Bradley's on the microphone w/ Ras MG
all people in the dance will agree
that we're well qualified
to represent the LBC
me and me and louie,
we go run to the party dance to the rhythm it gets harder.

So tell me if you really want to be a superstar
But fiesta on the mike and will surely take you far
You made that drop on the 24 tracks
We mix it all down then we put on wax
Beginning is hyped when you playin in the bars
A bottomless pit where you make loose and far
Take away your privacy and take your guitar
Then take your woman and impound your car

One good thing about music
when it hits you you feel no pain.
One good thing about music
when it hits you you feel no pain.
So hit me with music.
Hit me with music now yeah.
Hit me with music.
Brutalize me with music.

Being your guide is the most I'd have
You can hide your love it's true
It's the freedom game
You can see it every day
But your freedom ain't free
Come on down, I know how
I'm gonna make you come clear
Don't you know it ain't no thing to be for

Early man walked away
As modern man took control
Their mind's 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

3, 4
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 must have had some fun

Early in the mornin'
Risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason
Reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmatian
I can still get high

Hahahah, (here it goes)

Good evening ladies and gentlemen,
Welcome to tonights presentation,
Its brought to you by us,
And its non-fiction

Everybody saw

Well, we realized so long, long ago, and I bet you
That we've seen it all, the lies won't let you
I've got fourteen miles to go
I've got rhythm, common sense, I've got the sto
But I won't wanna come around our love, so why?
If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall
I'ma find you
And when I find you, I'm gonna get your lovin' arms today

Every man has the right to decide his own destiny
And in this judgement there is no partiality
And soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionary
And I don't want my people to be tricked my mercenaries
Brother you're right, you're right, you're right, you're right, you're so right
We gon' fight, we gonna fight, we're gonna fight, fighting for our rights
Natty dread it in Zimbabwe
Set it up in Zimbabwe