Текст (слова) песни: Sublime - Dont Push

Dont push

Stolen from an africa 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 gods good word goes unspoken

The music goes all night

And it goes..

If I was bob marley I said could you be loved?

And if I was half pint Id ball lord up above

If I was mike tyson Id 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 stoopid dumb

And if rhymes were valiums Id be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, you know what Id do?

Id point that shit straight at the sky

And shoot heaven on down for you

Because the bars are always open

And the time is always right

And if gods good work goes unspoken

The music goes all night,

And it goes

I want a lover but I cant find the time

I want a reason but cant find a rhyme

I want to start some static but I cant afford

To get slammed to the ground like I fell off my skateboard

Hey

Now a days is clear as you please

Strap with protection or struck with disease...disease

Laughter, its free

Anytime just call me

439-0116

When your down with sublime

You get

Funky fresh lyrics.

Stolen from an africa land,

Ill chase that other bar,

I saw my best friend tonight, so, dont push me too far

Im gonna run

Come down with the new lyrics

Get hit, get hip,

Dont slip you knuckle heads

Racism is scism on a serious tip

You dont 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...

40oz continue here

Go 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 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, eqality

Come, come, thema come with a rougha stylee

Come, come, thema care about you wicked stylee

Come, come, if ya come with your wicked stylee

Thema fire one shot-

Pump pump lick-a-shot,

Thema fire two shots

Pump pump lick-a-shot,

Thema fire three shots

Pump pump pump lick-a-shot,

Thema hear about me rock

With me armor

When they start counterreact with me armor

Thama launch an attack with me armor

Coutnerreact with me armor

When they start counterreact

When me am bigger

Hear me copy

Tell you about this wicked stylee

People 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 here

Lord have his grilled cheese

This the kinda rhythm make you wanna explode

Not like doin coke or cheeba

Not like takin a load

Because Im on time me style 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

Once done it

Me sick of it

If you touch me style

Me gonn bust your lip

We give it to you like a newman flick

Because its simple

We dont want plastic, bo!

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