 Music - 2/9/93 Songs
1. Welcome 2. Freak Out* 3. Visit 4. Paradise 5. Unity 6. Hydroponic 7. My Stony Baby 8. Nix Hex 9. Plain 10. Feels So Good 11. Do You Right 12. Fat Chance***The promo CD contains "Freak out (Clean Edit)" instead. **This song is not on the promo CD. ***The cover of the promo CD is identical except for the words "Clean for in store play" written in red across the white bar. |
 Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Intro: Groove as your soul sings. Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody Welcome to this groove you can move right We gonna take you higher not caught in the quagmire I can't survive on a stupid nine to five I'd rather be poor Writing tunes livin' on a commune Kickin' it with my brothers and significant others Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny The only thing that money it could ever bring to 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 build the world a spliff but like I said I said You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth Myself my birthday happens to land on April twelfth 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 thinking A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it Traveling head spinnin' from the medicine Illusions fadin' out an comin' on again unwind your mind then find entire minutes abstract the tract of sight day breaking in it doles out my share of the world ocean and sun Rising with whirling motion 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 write again our soul select its own way for The travellin' we're here we're breathing and we wanna keep our Blood running so we're gonna keep gunning till the next homecoming I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie To the bang bang come on Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Let the games begin if you wanna fuck with me You can't disturb the course of P & C & T & D & me I'm on a mission To set straight The vice, the curse, the date, the gate relate to this. I insist B it's weak to dis see I'm runna up so suckers stick to your 40 How could I give a damn, give a damn if you approve what it's about. I just freak out Just guess ya'll c'mon come back slipped outta whack as the master. Laid out the music Death I just say fuck you, the void unknown we're thrown through while lost in life's psychedelic trip we take There's another more bizarre we have to make world we have nowhere beyond Take out the earth the bass is gone At life's end we'll feel the calm How strange we should be here at all Chorus: If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' To all my friends, it's not the end the earth has not swallowed me yet Into whose womb were you woven what kin of your skin dropped you then 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 me we Are rumbling through this cursed universe where death is birth Think not but what your manifest is worth Giving up a verse the curse occurs a thirst To burst first breaking through 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 Chorus This is the heat to flush your face Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton/T. Mahoney/A. Wills; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez He wouldn't say he cared at all if you asked him. You're heading for a fall brother it goes right past him. In another world he's in another place you now the need for speed. Is just another form of greed but when you jones'n your brains frozen. You're not thinkin' bout the choices you makin' you're just rollin'. On and on it's anybody's guess cuz no one's at the wheel at the front of that mess yes. The sun's goin' down for me it's goin' down for me. He and she are what I need yes they're what I need. But I'm gonna buy a ticket I'm not gonna even pick it. I heard it he said it I heard it. But it we but it went something like. Chorus : Visit. I wanna visit the world. So now I visit the world. With my time on this world. Because livin' when you're hungry is a dog in an alley. Now I mind my business cuz I'm rhymin' down in Cali. I ain't playin' when sayin' kings of the ghetto feel they losing ground. Vato's goin' loco because everyone's brought down. This is a visit then we dead fade to dust strickin'. I'm wearing my Doc Martens cuz I'm always down for kickin'. This my friend the city pity everywhere the enemy. Ready or not homey stompin' everyone in front of me. Jump up and down cus that's the 311 style. Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile. Looking at the ocean I say there's plenty. Looking at the river I say there's plenty. Chorus Jump up and down cuz that's the 311 style. Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile. I got a golden ticket I'm not gonna even pick it. I heard it he said it I heard it but it went but it went something like. Chorus. Chorus. Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton/T. Mahoney/A. Wills; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Everything you do it comes back to you. Whatever it may be. If it isn't one thing rest assured that something. Will come back and pay you for your deed A shortcut's a self defeating means, if you cannot do it clean. You'll never reach your reward. And when the day is done, what you receive is the sum. Of what you took out, from what you put in. Times deep in a dream seem a veiled realm. Shadows what I think and feel is real. Times in our tribe feel the tribe when we thrive. We have no fear of death and no fear of life. Chorus : I can't forget you and our version of paradise. I can't forget you and our version of paradise. Everything you do it comes back to you, whatever it may be. What you did as a devil or did as an angel. The favor returns itself somehow. If you take my money I’ll buy you a drink and you'll see. That no one rides for free. Afraid of what I said then your mind is stricken. I'm wearing my heart sleeveless and I'm always up for kickin’. This is my favorite city pity everywhere the enemy. From the beginning serious history nothing's ever given to no one. Rides for free. From the beginning radiant energy's music what I need to keep my sanity. I say we fear no evolution stand up musical revolution. Follow me now when I say we can never stop in we never give. Cuz this is how we breathe and live. Some of them whine and some of them bitch. They cannot do it we never switch. We do it for ourselves and we do it for you. If you don't like it well I hope you do. I've got to be honest. Chorus. Chorus. Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton; Lyrics: N. Hexum Even if I cared to try I couldn't please them. Their petty complaints, stupid restraints ain't gonna work. It's all to cheese and regret, don't fret, just push it away. And say I'm like the wind, relentless and irritating. A position that I think worth stating. Swing I'm doin' my thing. Groove I'm showin' and provin'. That maverick deal that makes you feel ill. It runs in my family. Fussin' and cussin' and bitchin' and kickin'. If you ask me I think that you're just chicken to try, don't pretend you're my friend. Remember I said it one day you'll regret it. Oh God I can't believe it. You have asked and so you shall receive it in the ear. Victory draws near but no fear my dear. I'll be here another year. What's it all about I scan a new plan for the next year In nineties try these you wanna just bust out. I cool out and I'm done bein' mad. To just know hate well that's so sad. What a life, strife. Backfire and your face know your place come on like. Word, they come like a herd but they said. We'd drop like a lead zeppelin in your face. But that's nothin' home team. I ain't got to my ace in the whole yet, bet that I will. Get my fill, get my thrill. We'll be back one day and we'll try not to spite. But until then you stay out of my sight. Oh, God, I can't believe it this groove's so dope. I'm about to have a fit and here's a flash. I freaked so hard I got whiplash. And when it comes to writing stay away from our stash. Swing I'm doin' my thing. Groove I'm showin' and provin'. That maverick deal that makes you feel ill. It runs in our family. Stoppin' and goin' and lyin' and trying'. My brain is on fire it feels like I'm flying through space. Yes doing my best but it'll get better this much I confess. Oh God I can't believe it but when this era's through I'll say that's it. Edification will take place. Pull up the reigns. And get out of the race. My bros are down for the Unity. 311 is down for the Unity. Unanimity of the Unity. Music: C. Sexton; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Mother nature supreme step back and dream the hydroponic scene. Found around knocked out of bounds wound into the mind of my stone cloud. Taste the thinnest of oxygen rising higher a stoner cus I can groove something. Wrecking nothing to prove see that's in my nature. So fresh, the vital bud of the chronic tastes of something thicker. Everything I eat is from the Earth, right. I am what I eat straight up Earth, right. Nothing but a walking sack of Earth nice to meet you how do ya do. Guess what. Ya you're one too. My skin holds me in my brain moves me then boom. I jump straight off the speaker in a form a celebration that we're moving. Freely disconnected I'm truly grateful I'm going back the Earth. I'm not gonna waste life being hateful. Chorus Kingdom coming through ya. Jumpin' out my skin. The skin I'm in. And the hydroponics’ on. Did it because we wanna toke up until it's gone an abstract notion. Here to connect me to the ocean. 'Cause I'm water and carbon. And not much else. I felt compunction. Conjunction junction what's your function. I'll be hookin' ups verbs and nouns and phrases and clauses as to the causes. Of misery quizzically I look to my own book hooked on trying to fathom. The solar systems and atom in a larger molecule called a galaxy cool. The milky way is where I stay. Astronomy steppin' stompin' a pow wow I rock the mike and shake up the ground. And I'm a bust out like wild dandelions in fat bloom. I'm shooting through the cosmos because I loom you know I'm higher I'm shining brighter yes yes. Like where water comes together with other water foamin'. Now I'm Homin'. Like a bird soarin' right to the mood. I'm a wildflower busting out I go boom. Chorus. Music: N. Hexum; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez The fish who keeps on swimming. Is the first to chill upstream. I want your fish right by me. That's how it has to be. The songs I sing they don't mean a thing if you're not there to hear it, but then soon is the time you'll be by my side. It's copesetic if you let it so set up and keep the down stream down and up stream up. Girlfriend boots & all you lookin' fresh again. Move toward me so I can smell the sweetness of your flesh dam. Cool down your fine self when I find my way to the wetness of your sweet mouth. Sweetly in every way that you treat me. A fish story but you know it's picture perfect. Our morning glory every time that we wake. The morning ride is the longest ride take it. Like this take it like that take a yin and a yang. It's time to find the kind. Like my man jack sprat to do down forever it's wetter. Titillate the flow. Can't say it any better. Swimmin' and hummin' with a body and soul. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Swimmin' and hummin'. Can't say it any better. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. And now I'm in here with my friend ruskie. In their house but they're not home. If they find out what's been on. They'll kick us out and we'll be gone. No pool and that's not too cool. The songs I sing they don't mean a thing. If you're not there to hear it, but then soon is the time you'll be by my side. It's copesetic if you let it so set it up and keep the down stream down and up stream up. My stoney, my baby, swings w/the groovin'. Funk the groovin' thang whistlin'. As I rip my rhymes. Time and time again struttin'. And in the summertime. So screw it strip down and be generic. Strip down and be a passenger, strip down and be a messenger. In askin' why I'm born. I come up blank in the winter. In askin' why I'm born I come up on when I'm on her. My summer his summer it could be one to go down to go down. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Forever together and then I kiss. Swimmin' and hummin' with a body and soul. It's time to find the kind titillate the flow. Swimmin' and hummin'. And then I kiss. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. My Stoney Baby. Music: N. Hexum; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Story time Sways away the haze They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring above 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 down with us are thinking New school, 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 it when I was loaded And voted the least likely to turn out like a square I’m singing it for your mind and no I’m singing it for your ears Jump up and down and leave the ground and know that’s why your here And they say down diggey down down, down diggey diggey down,stronger, longer Line up your ways of know what I’m thinking say it again And now I’m with my home team back with a good seat I gladwick like chadwick to tell you what I mean Were laying back on it just like good sex Smooth yet physcodelic its called the nix hex-um The monologue of a singalong Las banderas de san juan piden pa ????? "I'm feelin' fine, lord it's time"????? Go tell it on a mountain ,then again bring a friend You'll maybe get dizzy with a scence of vertigo Uplifted soul from the view that I'm on nothin' but love But love But love in my blood sonic in the vortex This is the hip thing Called the nix hex Dig it * Thanks to Noah Kalina, and Josh Skinner Begin Come see me now come see me now faith Come see me now come see me now I'm Come see me now come see me now Baby Come see me now come see me now I'm looking around I need a punami Comin' on the reck so lets get I'm looking around I need a punami Comin' on the reck so lets get Think I might want to make some music in this country I am the rythm missionary with the melody Wait a minute, just a minute Yes yes time to rhyme and shine now rivet Jump up and down cuz that's the 311 style (Playbada) Cruise on by the frowners float follow me now with a smile (uh) I gotta golden ticket, I'm not gonna even pick it I heard it he said it I heard it bnut it went but it went The rhythm will make you want to move your body I have heard it once and never ever forgot it (Bum bum bum) *Thanks to Justin Reynolds and Matt Warren Music: N. Hexum; Lyrics: N. Hexum/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 done so far but I carve a niche which sits in my good things brain. Layin' the tracks like a loco mo, spark the Jay. Chorus : Tabla Rosa is my brain don't mean to bug or drive you insane. Don't have to guess just what I'm sayin if I had a point I'd say it plain. 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. Messin' around, I'm not having it. You bite the hand I put your head out. I come to know a travesty and so sad to see. The scene dictated frustrated former musicians. Switching' the emphasis from art to money. But I demand autonomy what else my friend. I tell you what 's wrong to me the industry's ability to manufacture stars. They churn them out like Iwojema makes cars. But the blame lies not with those suits for trying. It's the sheep that keep on buying 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 to be easy goin' throwin' down sit back. And watch my life flowin' and knowing 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. Chorus Don't you know that the devil he's in me and God she is too. My Yin hates my Yang, but what the fuck ya gonna do. I choose a rocky ass path but that's how I like it. Life's a bowl of punch go ahead and spike it. Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Well everybodys got an opinion thats loud and unbending I spend my time healing and mending, together Its a question of whether live positive well i give P-Nut joins our back, must be arthritic Tim is from the '70's and so we live it SA has the wisdom of a nobel laureate I'm down for our days of glory It's easy to do when you're up with Sexton A rhythmatic genius, turnin' up the next one Would you know, you're a bro, I flow in that circumstance You'll get your chance Becuase payback is a motherfuckin' mission To the sharp-ass rocks slippin' on us but we rock It comes to writing on us derision Sendin you a voice now we're sending you a vision And those who fought me they say they taught me everything I know I go aww, when I hear that, that chit and that caht, bullshit! So sick of me knowing everything, saying! In your face That's right And it feels so good In your face Yeah It feels so good Take it to 'em bro, throw down, now say Settin' forth a course I'm really wiggin' out In my dome I roam, no time to doubt Fucked up you right there while I was rhymin' Now you're sulking in the corner, a baby crying Hittin' up now we feelin' to rock Mars Fuckin' up the shit, now their heads bob We ain't new to jack swing, the groove and that We got crazy factiffs and we all that I don't often rock and I'm a laureate I don't pull the punch you know I'm throwin' it Freestyles my style on the mic and flex You're stalkin' the mind of a punk that's next I get retarted now that I started you know A condition which I keep close together Like the kind buds you know my scene My team thinks I sing supreme, but you, the weasel, Try to bring us down but in reality it make you look like a clown Too bad cause we'll be sittin' in the sun and choose a rocky ass fast ball In your face That's right And it feels so good Choose a lock y'all In your face Yeah It feels so good Yo P-Nut, beat that thing Won't you warm the mic Nicholas Can't get with this my stream of conscieceness is a sea Much like Bukowski with a rage Speakin' to page Beasts in the cage Jumpin' off the stage Divin' Thrivin' Strivin' for a better day or say (Strive for a better day SA?) Beat back by flesh Shatterd doors braggin' fists to the sky we're feelin' high Has to live and die Just take a moment to have a fit once in a while You know, you know I do it daily and like it but that's my style, yeah, here I go In your face And dow your throat And it feels so good 'fraid so Fuck it up y'all In you face And down your throat It feels so good That's all * Thanks to Paul Barstad, Noah Kalina and Myer Bremer Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Passin' the kind buds. Kickin' back in the sand in the sun. To be alive is lovin'. Where the shore meets the seam. Man I'm hummin' I'm hummin I'm free as I stare at the sea. And I'm not comin' down. The world is yours once you have found. The good is to share. Which is elsewhere. The beauty of green is where light is now broken by what it touches. Remembering what you once had told me hit home. And hasn't it always been so. Chorus : I'm free as I stare at the sea. And I'm not comin' down. The world is yours once you have found. The good is to share. Which is elsewhere. Like I said before I'll say it once more. Knew you would make me feel so good. Wanna do you right. Can't get enough. This is the stuff life's about and it trips me out. Wanna do you right. Bright mornings, days when I want so much. I want nothing, just this life and no more. I’ll come within this world there’s only one for me. She’s waiting, I’ll soon come. Chorus Free from the burn the burn that helps spite and Free from the burn now baby dib your price No buzz hack, no buzz hack No buzz hack, no buzz hack Swing the thing you bring check it out How could you be so good to me How could you be so good to me I want to be worth I want to be worth Buzz hack hack hack buzz Yea swing to the thing you bring Check it out Like I said before I'll say it once more. Knew you would make me feel so good. Wanna do you right. Can't get enough. This is the stuff life's about and it trips me out. Wanna do you right. *Thanks to Justin Reynolds and Matt Warren Music: N. Hexum/C. Sexton/T. Mahoney/A. Wills; Lyrics: N. Hexum/D. Martinez Na na na na na na Aw yea I've seen the devil and the devil is clean Not down like that cuz I aint a fuckin drunk Trip ther shrooms fantastic Shit gets drasctic I didn't believe a word Can you hear this can you hear in the Make the music soothin' your system Come on now, come on now Hear the beat so sweet I shouldn't tell you how Im a freak yall Im a freak yall Much love to my man Stan Thomas Yea you say like what up to our man Eddy Offord Eddy Offord (repeats alot) *Thanks to Justin Reynolds and Matt Warren [Intro Excluded] You know I'm ready, yes to rock steady My name's not Betty or Teddy, but Nick And I'm what you might call a heretic Yes, and I am from Nebraska My girl is satisfied, you can ask her You know I've never visited Alaska Huh, where the oil was spilt That drunken captain should be killed For polluting the sea, an atrocity He still walks free, well This one goes to all the birds that drown Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Just fuck the bullshit ????? It's time to throw down and so I said it words of Wisdom that will keep you guessing cause I'm tired of laying and I'm tired of messing around With all those suckers Yes, those stupid mother fuckers Who put down what we do We stand alone with the group that's new If I was a dwarf, I'd surely be Dopey I'm a stone wheat thin you can not culture Kick in the teeth a condescending frown Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Yeah, right about now I'd like to turn the mic over to my man SA Martinez I am sly in the mix I am the mix master Death and destructor, lyric conductor Rollin with the rhythm of the rhyme I'm rollin ????? Tim, he leads giutar,he's got the jets Now the b-boys rockin breakin' moves on the floor 311's stepping out and you're yellin for more I'm hoping, I'm poetry in motion ????? P-Nut, the bass drum is booming And in your mouth the rhythm is booming P to the N to the U to the T Just fuck the has-been's and their stupid-ass rambling Brothers saying bullshit you can't come through with Do it in the basement no complacence It's time to kick the fuck in Begin to win no sin and then Share it, declare it in the public domain Refrain I'd be perfectly glad if rap was a fad but it's not So I'd thought I'd come out with a shot Super dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown I don't give a fuck it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down That's right, knockin' them down Nineties, all of that * Thanks to Michael Slusarz, Jonathan Brown, Chris Madden, and Jeff Pany Back to top of page...
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