Alone, I feel abused
it's house music, reminds me of you
I crossed my fingers that I'd feel abuse
but I know what's real, oh no
if my daddy was here, to make me dj in a bad mood
I like punk music, the jazz and the blues
but the reggae music never confuse
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My name is Sublime, Bradley is my band
Just waitin' for the tide to get low, oh no
eyes get slow and they put me in a trance
but it ain't house music that makes me wanna dance
I say yes, always you say no
I said hip-hop rules, hip-hop rules and these other industries say we cannot take it
We want!
Hip-hop rules, hip-hop rules and the other industries say we cannot take it
We do want!
Rap music we want rap music, bo!
Rap music we want rap music, bo! bo!
Rap music we want rap music, bo! bo! bo!
And hope for a job (?) they're on the mic right after me and you
(?) buddabai buddabai buddabai (?)
So bo bo bo bo bo!
Gonna bring it down nice and low, ba**line!
I'm the man with the plan (?) mic stand
Don't you stress don't you (?) my progress
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Whole crowd of people on the dance floor
Me don't want no dibbi dibbi style me don't want no dibbi dibbi
Bring it down!
Bradley RIP