Sublime - Don't Push Lyrics

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 God's 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, I'd ball Lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson, I'd 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 stupid dumb
And if rhymes were Valiums, I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do?
I'd 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 God's good work goes unspoken
The music goes all night and it goes

I want a lover but I can't find the time
I want a reason but can't find a rhyme
And I want to start some static but I can't 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
Laughter, it's free, anytime just call me 4 3 9 0 1 1 6
When your down with Sublime you get funky fresh lyrics
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Stolen from an Africa land
I'll chase that other bar
I saw my best friend tonight
So, don't push me too far

I'm 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 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

Go and wake this town and 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 fashion
(I am from the place where the sun keeps shinin', shinin')
And good, good vibes, they keep on playin', playin'

Thema fire one shot for peace, equality
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 lick-a-shot
Thema hear about me rock
With me armor

[Incomprehensible]they start counter react with me armor
Me no stop counter react with me armor
Thama launch an attack [Incomprehensible]
Me no stop Coutnerreact [Incomprehensible] bigger
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Tell you about this wicked stylee [Incomprehensible]

People wanna come up and they wan' tell me
Smokin' crack, cocaine better than sensi
Your're puffin' that shit, yo we're sick of it
Tweakin' every weekend and we just can't take it

Woh oh, we no wan' plastic, ba