40oz. to Freedom

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,
but life is one big question when your starin at the clock
And the answers always waiting at the liquor store, 40 oz to Freedom,
so I'll take that walk.

And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back
Ohh not going back
God knows not going back

You look so fine when you lie it just don't show,
That I know which way the wind blows
40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good,
even though I feel bad

And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back
Ohh not going back
God knows I'm not going back
God knows I'm not going back

Early man walked away
As modernman took control
There mind's weren't all the same
And to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man
And killed himself in his own mind,

Early man walked away
As modernman took control
There mind's weren't all the same
And to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man
And killed himself in his own mind, Let's go!
[repeat twice]

[Spoken - only in original Skunk Records version]
"Punks are running wild in the streets and nobody anywhere seems to know what to do and there's no end to it. Its like everything everywhere is going crazy so we dont go out anymore, we sit in the house [with reverb] and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is please and please leave us alone in our living rooms, just leave us alone. Well im not going to leave you alone." [another voice] "There's gotta be somthing different"

Early man walked away
As modernman took control
There mind's weren't all the same
And to conquer was their goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
He died a confused man
And killed himself in his own mind, Let's go!
[repeat twice]

We're only gonna die for our own arrogance,
that's why we might as well take our time

Do you believe I would take such a thing with me
and give it to a police man?
I wouldn't do that, 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, no I wouldn't do that.
I'm not a fool to hurt myself, but I was innocent to what they done to me,
they were wrong, they were wrong.

Give it to me, one time,
Give it to me, two times,
Give it to me, three times,
Give it to me, four times

Oh 5446 what's my number? what's my number now?
Right now somebody else has that number.
One more time 5447 what's my number? what's my number now?
Right now somebody else has that number.

People listen up don't stand to near
I got something that you all should hear.
All lies, all the lies they've told to me
for my little part of history.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Kiss 'em on the check and lifes ok.
I don't feel, no pain. I don't have, no time
to listen to conflicting points of view.
It's a crazy world to live alone,
a ball and chain I call my own

People listen up don't stand to close
I got something that you all should know
Holy Matrimony is not for me.
Rather die alone in misery.
I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later, the sweet babys on the way.
Isn't that what they used to say?
With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew.
Turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
a ball and chain I call my own.
Crazy world to live alone

With a girl that you knew,
and the bonds that we grew,
turned into a ball and chain.
I step into the great unknown,
with a ball and chain I call my own.
Because marriage doesn't work in the world today
It's an institutionthat is in decay.
And if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surely find another way.

Because I was always taught boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world.
Nine months later the sweet babys on the way,
Kiss 'em on the check and lifes ok.
I don't feel no pain, I don't have no time
to listen to conflicting points of view
I step into the great unknown,
with a ball and chain I call my own

I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
And I swear sometimes that you're a whore
And I swear but I know there ain't no reason
'Cuz everything is such a bore

Last night I had a dream
Oh, it made me sick
Saw you in your bedroom
Suckin' someone else's dick

My friends all laughed
Said it was my fault
Said it's time
That it happened to me

But I know that the show
Was much more than a blow
So I'm waiting for the tide to get low
Waiting for the tide to get low

Lick 'em, suck, rock
Suck, like the hard way

If I was an ant crawlin' upon the wall
Tell me baby, would it make no difference at all?
If I was a roach on a tree tell me
Would you smoke me?

Bright lights put me in the trance
But it ain't house music
That makes me wanna dance word

I don't gamble but I bet
I'm gonna die if I don't get a cigarette
Just because I always play the mac
I'm gonna put the monkey on my back, God knows

As I was walking down rubadub square
Not a chill to the weather 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
I knew right away she was not like other girls

Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right

[rap] It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
Because the women took the lovin' over me
And just to gain her trust, I bought a microbus
Because I sold off my personal property
A tight tie-dyed dress, she was a psychedelic mess
We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
We sold some ecstasy,
We sold nitrus, opium, acid, heroin and PCP
Now I hear the police coming after me
Yes, now I hear the police coming after me
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,
She's got the police coming after me

Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
All scarlet begonias and a touch of the blues
And there ain't nothin wrong with the love that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by.
let her pass by.

Oh just to let her pass by.

All of the Dj's surely have taken a lesson
Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson

A little competition comes my way
(Billy Bye)
But it always winds up the same
But "The stone that the builder refused
Shall be the head corner stone"

Ah, but there
Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night

Oh, all of the Dj's surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson

Enough Dj's come with enough
Enough stylee
But when I bust my lyrics
We all know it's wicked and wiley

Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night

Oh, you better strapped with your gat if you wan' walk with me
I bound to come down with the new stylee
Rockin' rubadub known as reggae music
Gonna come down with the new lyrics

'Cause it just ain't no thing
Oh, I said it's been a real long time

Oh, but there
Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh yea

Oh yeah, rubadub blender
A new mixer, go
I am the one Dj with enough flava, it go
Here I go, here I'm come, heara the dubbed down Dj

Lord, have this grilled cheese
I mean ah, I am Jamaican but I ain't no freak
I caught the man Ino with a ten pound bag of tweak
Hold on, though we call it ghost rider
Every time we see them you fulfill the danger, woman

Ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Oh, oh yea

Dreddy got a job to do
And we might fulfill the mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
But ah, we will survive in this world of competition
Using guns and our ammunition

Bo, bo, bo
Go, go, go

I won't wait so long
I said "I won't wait so long for you"
Oh, oh, yeah, ooh oh
Hard to get so much

Hmm, stop your messin' around
Ah ah, better think of your future
Ah ah, time you straighten right out
Ah ah, or you'll wind up in jail

Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girl friend said so but I don't really know
That don't mean we fucked around that night last week when you left town

I was tweakin by myself one night that's when I wrote this tune
Didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room
Sometimes right now since I've left the pen
I feel like I'm right back there again

Sometimes I pray, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I bought myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from

Sleepin by yourself at night can make you feel alone
My girlfriend said so, she's a little ho
That don't mean I fuck around, I like to keep that higher ground

Sometimes I pray, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I bought myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from
Don't tease me, don't tease me, don't tease
Sometimes I pray, waiting waiting for some bright holiday
So I bought myself a gun and I'm right back right back where I'm from

I heard that payback's a mother fuckin' bitch
But I won't stress and I won't switch
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, the only thing on my mind
Takes up all of my time,
And I said, ooh!

Running from a gun
Or some brain that ways a ton
And my God, it hurts to get so low
Searchin' through the cars
Cold, still searchin' through the night
I think I will run, to you, but I refuse to fuss and fight

And God may find a reason
Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
He who stands for freedom
God knows I've got the number
But maybe I just use too much

I was sitting in that bar
I'm sittin' in that stolen car
Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard
Saw you with a gleam
And the microphone scene

'Think I will run, to you
But I know I won't live for me
Cause I know God's got both, the reason and the rhyme
Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
I've been drinking, just like you
And baby, you've got something I can use

Payback's a mother fuckin' blast
But I won't stress and I won't blast
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, comin' from heaven above
Takes up all of my time
And I said

"Why must I feel like that"
Running from a gun
And some brain that ways a ton
You know, I did that line for Flava' Flave

But, all the D.J.'s do it
All the D.J.'s use it
I would run, I would switch
But I wanna be the same

And I know I'll find a reason
'Cause I always bust a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
The "T" hear stands for treason
The "D" hear stands for dove

And maybe I just use too,
Maybe I'm just used too much.

Let me tell you about a girl I know,
had a drink about a 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 heart raced as he walked in the door
And took an empty seat next to her at the bar.
"My brand new car is parked right outside. How'd ya like to go for a ride?"
And she said."Wait a minute I have to think."
He said, "That's fine. May I please buy you a drink"
One drink turned into 3 or 4 and they left and got into his car
and they drove away someplace real far.

Now babe the time has come.
How'd ya like to have a little fun?
And she said."If we could only please be on our way, I will not run."

That's when things got out of control.
She didn't want to, he had his way.
She said, "Let's Go"
He said, "No Way!"
Come on babe it's your lucky day.
Shut your mouth, were gonna do it my way.
Come on baby don't be afraid,
if it wasn't for date rape I'd never get laid.

He finished up and he started the car
He turned around and drove back to the bar.
He said."Now baby don't be sad, in my opinion you weren't half-bad."
She picked up a rock.,threw it at the car, hit him in the head, now he's got a big scar.
Come on party people won't you listen to me.
Date Rape Stylee.

The next day she went to her drawer, look up her local attorney at law,
went to the phone and filed the police report and then she took the guy's ass to court.
Well, the day he stood in front of the judge he screamed, "She lies that little slut!"
The judge knew that he was full of shit and he gave him 25 years
And now his heart is filled with cheers.

One night in jail it was getting late.
He was butt-raped by a large inmate, and he screamed.
But the guards paid no attention to his cries.

That's when things got out of control.
The moral of the date rape story, it does not pay to be drunk and horny.
But that's the way it had to be.
They locked him up and threw away the key.
Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind,
even though he now takes it in the behind.

But that's the way it had to be.
They locked him up and threw away the key.
Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind,
even though he now takes it in the behind.
DATE RAPE!

She didn't want to [x4]
TAKE IT!

In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammad 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 intelligency
Yes, I know.
and I know because of KRS-ONE
Yeah, and I know
I know

Because we don't want to pay money to hear the same old sounds.
Watch him, we'll take hip-hop to a higher ground.
cause I know
(How do I know?)
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah, and I know

Ooo

And I know because

And I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
ooo
And I know
And I know
yeah

Alright, before we get it started when we did "smoke two joints" that was Jack from the Toys And that song "Rivers of Babylon" was written by Brent Dowe andTrevor McNaughton. Alright now, crutial thanks out to the Happolt, Nowell, and Wilson families for their patience and support, we love ya'll.
To all the players who made this possible thank you very much! Yeah and the check's in the mail. To Kelly Vargas for steppin' in there and makin' it happen. The LBP! The world famous Juice Bros. The field marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd "I"

Thanks out to Bad Religion,and the Decsendants. George Hurrly, and Mike Watt To all those flops but only when they ain't hangin' out. To Toby dog-whe~whew-to Louie dog, to Matt dog.

James Brown, the BSM, to Miles Davis. The Canda all night rocker. To south side part and Cathrene was up dude? And, alright, now best wishes out to Eno, and Shelly, and their baby on the way

Hey up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the Rape man. How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs, and Bob Forrest. To all those punker sluts. To Eek-a-Mouse. Tom for lettin' us practice and crashin'. chilli part all night.

PEN1, Fugazi, Rhino '59, Greek1, The last Puriah's, and Naomis' hair. How about the Butthole Surfers, and Frank Zappa. Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka, and all the Ziggens' around the world.

To Jack the third. To Julia Parker. Hey Jeff the king Where's my mic stands? Martini with his forty ounce in hand. To Jai Dods, and his son Christian. I gotta say thank you to Scum hard as smoke and cheap as wood. To Scumette, and the Vandals.

How about H.R.? For 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect. Hey Nick Tweek, Joanne, and Caroline. Hey ah, I gotta say w'sup ta fuckin' Snow, And Bam-Bam and all the east side stoners. ST. Tucko, Sean Stern, the Ken G.Easly Project, Steve Sepada, and ah, Richard Gecco, and everyone down at Bogarts. Thanks a million. I gotta say w'sup and thank you to, Dave Shae, and Greg A. with out them this wouldn't be possible. Oh yeah, your mom called and said you guys should take a nap! To Sacramento, BMD, and Danny Lovitz out in Arcada. I gotta say thank you to Diet Fade, Imagine Yellow Suns. Every one out at Band is Dead.


Kevin Swinson, Freesia,Cold Duke Train, and Wister, and ah, how could I not thank Mark Mandoo, and the One Live Crew, and all the Lakewood posse.

Mr.Capoo, and the Antioch posse. Especally the Johnson family, w'sup Miss J? I gotta say w'sup to Dirty Al, Jennifer Henry, and Kelly too. Out In San Fransico, Lisa Johnson in Austin. Tonto, Jimmy Carl Black, m,ah, Marcado Carebea in Austin. Thanks alot Lee for gettin' us in out of the heat Jimmy's in New Orleans, the Hard Backin Gainsville Florida. Mark Goodnight for his psycopath.

Alright,we stayed at this guy's house, and,ah, when they had that murders back in like, eighty-nine. A guy and a girl got hacked up in his pad and we stayed there but ah, ya know it was great. To Jack Tripper even though he don't know a goddamn thing about Orlando. To Ingred in Arcada, Rusty, Bermuda Pete, and Sara,

Shannon Boil. To the Space Fish, sorry guys maybe next time. NKOTB in Costa Mesa. The O.K. Hotel in Seattle. To Joel for gettin' us that shit at Waves we needed that man, thanks bro.

To Nija Man, Tam, D'Arby Crash, Dee Boone, Alex Neeka come visit goddamn it! Grin, Craig Caski, Dave Cornbloom of Beth Larson, to everyone at the church of rock and roll.

We gotta say w'sup to Cory, and her best friend Jorji, the Meat Puppets, Tar Babies, Kate 'n Frank out at Zed's, Scott down at Ten Ton, every one down there at Deja, thanks.

CMJ Enterprises, Molly Cantell, Courtney Beatmon, the Mecca Park and Recreations department, fuck twenty nine palms! Hey Lisa G. What up punk? To Kenny for scarlet inspirations, to Bus Face, the soup like and the manage......