 Hydroponic - 1992 Songs
1. Welcome 2. Plain 3. Freak Out 4. Soul Sucker 5. Nix Hex 6. Today My Love |
Hydroponic - 1992 Songs
1. Welcome 2. Plain 3. Freak Out 4. Soul Sucker 5. Nix Hex 6. Today My Love |
 Music: N. Hexum; Lyrics: N. Hexum Date: Sun, 23 Mar 1997 21:50:34 -0500 (EST) From: IllIHeXIll@aol.com To: scoryell@falcon.cc.ukans.edu Subject: Lyrics to Hydroponic Welcome Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez (SA echo’s in parenthesis) Welcome to this groove you csn move right We’re gonna take you higher (higher) Not caught in the quagmire (mire) I can’t survive on the stupid 9 to 5 I’d rather be poor writin’ tunes livin’ on a commune Kickin’ it with my brothers (brothers) And significant others (others) Life in pursuit of only money we think its funny The only thing that money it could ever bring for me Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now Trips for my family The only thing I love is freedom The people around me I need ‘em I’d like to buy the world coat but like I said I said You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth Myself my birthday happens to land on April 12th whack A Coney Island of the mind it’s mine I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine Loco holmes I stroll because I’m thinkin’ A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it Ta-ta-ta Travelin’ head spinnin’ from the medicine Illusions fadin’ out and comin’ on again Unwind your mind then find entire minutes Abstract the tract of sight day breakin’ in it Doles out my share of the world, ocean, and sun Rising with whirling motion Yea I fought, kicked, and screamed my way to getting born Now I feel warm and I say come on the night won’t save anyone Won’t you roam we’ve grown so we can let again I’m so selected oh white foam the travellin’ We’re here, we’re breathing and we wanna keep out blood running So we’re gonna keep gunning to the next homecoming I like to boogie to the bang (he said come up) bang boogie Say jump the boogie to the bang bang come on *Thanks to Justin Reynolds, Matt Warren, and Jason Elrod Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton/D. Martinez; Lyrics: N. Hexum/C. Sexton/D. Martinez I’m in a good way, on a bad day Thinking of a plan a way to stay on top of it Nailin’ in I have a fit if I sit, sit doin’ nothin’ Which is what I’ve done so far But I carve a niche which sits in my good things brain Layin’ the tracks to Nirvana I wanna mess it up Chorus: Tabla Rosa is my brain Don’t have to guess just what I’m sayin’ Don’t mean to bug or drive you insane If I had a point, I’d say it plain Oh, dammit my brain is blank And now I say it would be a lie If I said I was inspired by nothin’ to say but that’s ok Nod your head to this In a way I’m gettin sick of this ????????????????????????????? I insist its a travesty so sad to see The scene dictated frustrated former musicians Switchin’ the emphasis from art to money But man I demand autonomy what else huh? I tell you what’s wrong with me The industries ability to manufacture stars They churn them out like Japan makes cars But the blame lies not with those suits for tryin’ It’s the sheep that keep on buyin’ that soulless crap Whatever they put in front of ya The hysteria of America Nod your head to this Well, stress is the enemy and not a friend to me One thing I see is easy goin’ throwin’ down sit back And watch my life flowin’ and knowin’ life is but a dream You can ask my home team Let me tell you how I seem My economy seems to be in words not action actually ya see yes I’m a tempest and I rarely rest but that’s what you go to do If you want to be the best so I’m on a threshold so don’t tell me no I just flow and know I can count on my bros Tabla Rosa is my brain Don’t have to guess just what I’m sayin’ Don’t mean to bug or drive you insane If I had a point, I’d say it plain Oh, dammit my brain is blank and now I say it would be a lie If I said I was inspired nothin’ to say but that’s ok Nod your head to this Don’t you know the devil is in me And God she is too My Yin hits my Yang But what the heck ya gonna do I choose a rocky ass path but that’s how I like it Life’s a bowl of punch go ‘head and spike it *Thanks to Justin Reynolds and Matt Warren Music: C. Sexton/N. Hexum; Lyrics: C. Sexton/N. Hexum Get up get up get up and rock it (repeats) Hey rock with me I freak out To the A.C.I.D. house With a new school twist bein kissed But I make all desire to climb higher On nothin but my own criteria Steerin a van with the help of my brothers In crime stayin right for my own time How can you give a damn give a damn if you approve it Its a battle I just freak out (get up get up get up and rock it) I freak out (get up get up get up and rock it) Freak Out (get up get up get up and rock it) Come on come on we'll come back slipped out A whack as a master laid out the music Dead by unsung blue shoe The boy unknown with gone through I've lost as much psycadelic trip we take There's another more bizzare we have to make Would we have no where beyond Take out the earth the face is gone My rocks and sand will fill the hole How strange we should be here at all If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' Come on yo come on and rock this Come on yo come on and rock this Come on yo come on and rock this Yeay Into whose womb were you woven And outta who's womb did you first bodies cloven Light of daybreak blinded next exit The wild darkness forming inside it My day wasn't promised me each death it brings reminding we Are rumbling in this cursed universe where death is birth Think not but what your manifest is worth Giving up a verse the worse the curse occurs a thirst To burst first breaking to the center of the universe Slamming down on the lingo flow so jam to the bumrush single Long ago has been become now when you find out there's no break In the rhythm Black anima makes my stamina stand alone disown the cinema farewell To posing decades dozing comin up the steps of the new Screen rising scenes from the lost world shapes hard to tell Which is which as if drawn by a child holmes If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' This is a heat to flush your face water This is a heat to flush your face water This is a heat to flush your face water This is a heat to flush your face water Come on freak out *Thanks to Justin Reynolds and Matt Warrem Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton/T. Mahoney/A. Wills/D Martinez; Lyrics: N. Hexum/C. Sexton/T. Mahoney/A. Wills/D Martinez All through the scandel Of the small own scene I always handle You like to think my spirit is weak I thought you knew I thought you knew, it was gonna be this way I guess I thought that cuz I told you every day I know you're tryin' to suck my soul Oh Well I'm sick of the chinks and I'm sick of the bars I'm sick of the sea and blows to the stars I'm sad yea its getting me mad Hah, I'm tired of you pulling on me It makes you look foolish and you can't see That its weak just stand on your feet Get your arms off my shoulder And get a little older you Wait life's a creep it's a good life with me So take me But you cannot, cannot suck my soul, no Check it out Well the soulsuckers must be Suckin never can tell Well the soulsuckers must be Suckin never can tell The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin' The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin' The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin' But I promise you, I promise you I will not do what I want to anyway You're out of love Cuz the souls that you suck You're nothin so I say Make peace with me Cuz I'm sure that you'll see that its no big deal to me I wish you the best Move on and test without me Or someone like me Cuz you cannot suck my soul Oh Well you know the time YOu always are tryin' To flip your wings And make you not lyin Its love its always the same It's human dexterity too keep open eyes Its true it happened to you Its sad to be talkin While others do the walkin to the Promised Land The way that you creep Makes you look like a yeast So tell me But you cannot, cannot suck my soul NO, no Cuz the soulsuckers must be certain navagatin The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin Check it out The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin *Thanks to Justin Reynolds, Matt Warren, and Jason Elrod Music: N. Hexum; Lyrics: N. Hexum Story time Sways away the haze They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring abuse me swimming Pay tribute to the few we look up to Come again You my soul fool Who will know us but our brothers Those who be down with us are thinking Newschool, tip top, pound the feeble Walking and talking Low down and evil Follow me now Yo Vato The Nix Hex is on Would everybody just look at the hook I took it strait from my brain Reminds me of the time I was insane And so I wrote when I was loaded And voted the least likely to turn out like us So I moved to LA Waiting for the big day So I knew what to do I didnt have a clue They tried to tell me it was be them Or be square big hair with the police (Boy ya) I knew that shit was nowhere And now Im with my hometeam Back with the good scene Im glad and so is Chad Tell ya what I mean We're layin back on it just like good sex Smooth yet physcodelic its called the nix hex The monolouge of the distant day Las banderas de san juan piden pa moyon Go tell it on a mountain Then again bring a friend You'll maybe get dizzy with a scene of vertigo Uplifted soul from the view that I'm nothin but love But love But love in my blood sonic in the vortex This is the hip thing It's called the nix hex Dig it Word up to Cypress Hill *Thanks to Justin Reynolds and Matt Warren Music: C. Sexton/N. Hexum; Lyrics: C. Sexton/N. Hexum Here I sit in idle envy T.V. show still holds me in Thin steel creases my ????? Begging till the end And then it hits me And then I see, then I see Today my love, we shall let the world slide For we, will never be Younger again Well, I'm tired of the ladies and the stupid excuses Sitting on my ass makes me feel useless Earth accelerate, hurry up and turn that's right I'm starting to burn Well I get kinda mad like a ????? crawdad It's time to throw down, too bad so sad Don't step to me when things don't go as you planned No, I don't give a damn And then it hits me And then I see, then I see Today my love, we shall let the world slide For we, will never be Younger again, younger again Younger again, younger again It's easier to hurt than heal Hipocrites they make me ill Young men yearn to turn the tables That too is a sin And then it hits me And then I see, then I see Today my love, we shall let the world slide For we, will never be Younger again We all look to the end of a certain social stress I'm down for that day, but don't forget the progress Of wakening things up the passion understanding Here's to the youth who aren't afraid to put a hand in And then it hits me And then I see, then I see Today my love, we shall let the world slide For we, will never be Younger again, younger again Younger again, younger again * Thanks to Michael Slusarz, and Michael Zuntag Back to top of page...
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