This page features "What I Got" "Wrong Way" "April 29, 1992" and "Santeria"

"What I Got"

Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why the money's all gone
But I got a dalmation and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mofo riot
Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get runover or
you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got
It's withing my reach
And the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits that botte and goes back to
the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with loui dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me

"Wrong Way"

Annie's 12 years old in two more she'll be a whore nobody ever told her it's the wrong way
Don't be afraid with the quickness you get laid for your family gets paid it's the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give
I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears running down her chin, and it ruins up her make up
I never wanted a cigarette pressed between het lips
When I'm staring at her tits
It's the wrong way
Strong if I can but I am only a man, so I take her to the can its the wrong way
The only family she ever had
Was her 7 older brothers and her drunk-ass dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
Everything was going fine till the day that she met me
Happy are you sad, wanna shot your dad?
I'll do anything i can it's the wrong way
We talked all night and tried to make it right
Believe me shit was tight
It's the wrong way
So run away if you don't wanna stay
Cause I ain't here to make you
It's up to you what you really wanna do spend some time in america...Dub style
so we ran away and I'm sorry when I say that to this very day it was the wrong way
She took a hike it don't matter if I like it or not
because she only wants the wrong way

"April 29, 1992"

April 29th, 1992 there was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you were sittin' home watchin' your tv
I was paticipating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liqour store
I finally got all the alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin' time to retire
Then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop as the music shop,
It only took one brick to make the window drop
Finally we got our own p.a.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today
When we returned to the pad to unload everything,
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' romm's been more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It's getting harder and harder every year
Some kids went in a store with thier mother
When she came out she was gettin some pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the mexican
But not for the white man
But if you look at the streets it wasn't about Rodney King
It's bout this fucked up situation and the fuckin police
It's about coming up and staying on top or screamin' 187 on a mofo cop
It's not written on the papers, but its written on the wall
National guard smoke from all around

"Santeria"

I don't practice santeria got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars but I'd spend it all
I could find that heina and that sancho that she's found
I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd smack her down
All I really wanna say
I can't say it's love I need
But my soul will have to wait till I get back and find heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break and I got to live it out
I swear that I really wanna know
All I really wanna say is I got mine and I make it
Yes, I'm comin' up
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice to put that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass
What I really wanna say is there's just one way back
And I'll make it but my soul will have to wait