"Don't Push" 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 439-0116 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)