Music Lyrics
  • Welcome
    Music: Hexum/Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum/Martinez

    Welcome to this groove, you can move right
    We gonna take you higher (higher)
    Not caught in the quagmire (‘mire)
    I can’t survive on a stupid nine to five
    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 money, uh huh, we think it’s 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 (freedom)
    The people around me, I need them (I need them)
    I’d like to buy the world a Coke, 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 homes 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 and comin’ on again
    Unwind your blind mind, find entire minutes abstract
    The tract of sight day breaking in it
    Doles out my share of the world, ocean and sun
    Rising with a whirling motion (yeah)

    I fought, kicked and screamed my way to getting born
    Now I feel worn 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 ’til the next homecoming
    I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie
    Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang come on


    Freak Out
    Music: Hexum/Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum/Martinez

    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.
    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.
    Come on jump, come on and rock this.
    Jump to the beat then J-U-M-P!
    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.
    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.
    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.

    Let the games begin if you want to fuck with me.
    You can’t disturb the course of T & P & C & D and me.
    I’m on a mission to set straight
    The vice, the curse, the gate, the date. Relate to this,
    I insist B, it’s weak to dis, see?
    I’m runnin’ up so sucker stick to your 40.
    How could I give a damn, give a damn
    If you approve what it’s about?
    I just freak out

    Get up, get up, get up and rock this beat
    Get up, get up, get up and rock this beat
    Get up, get up, get up, freak out
    Get up, get up, get up and rock this beat
    Get up, get up, get up and rock this

    Just guess y’all, 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.

    If you don’t have someone to
    Do it with it’s not worth doing.
    To all my friends: it’s not the end,
    The earth has not swallowed me yet.

    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.
    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.
    Come on jump, come on and rock this day.

    Into whose womb were you woven?
    What kin of your skin dropped you then? Body’s 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 in 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. A 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, homes.

    If you don’t have someone to
    Do it with it’s not worth doing.
    To all my friends: it’s not the end,
    The earth has not swallowed me yet.

    If you don’t have someone to
    Do it with it’s not worth doing.

    This is the heat to flush your face, brother.
    This is the heat to flush your face, come on.
    This is the heat to flush your face, brother.
    This is the heat to flush your face, come on, freak out.


    Visit
    Music: Hexum/Sexton/Mahoney/Wills; Lyrics: Hexum/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.

    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 cuz 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.


    Paradise
    Music: Hexum/Sexton/Mahoney/Wills; Lyrics: Hexum/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.

    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.
    I’ve got to be honest.

    Chorus. Chorus.


    Unity
    Music: Hexum/Sexton; Lyrics: 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 hole 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 tryin’.
    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.


    Hydroponic
    Music: Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum/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
    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 x2


    My Stoney Baby
    Music: Hexum; Lyrics: Hexum/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 copasetic if you let it so set up
    And keep the down stream down and the up stream up
    uh-huh

    Girlfriend boots & all you’re looking fresh again
    Move toward me so I can smell the sweetness of your flesh
    Damn 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

    Nick: Like this take it like that take a yin and a yang
    Like my man jack sprat go down forever it’s wetter
    Yo, damn, whatever
    It’s better, can’t say it any better

    S.A.: It’s time to find the kind, titillate the flow
    Swimmin’ and hummin’ with a body and a 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 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 copasetic if you let it so set up
    And keep the down stream down and the up stream up
    Uh-huh

    My stoney, my baby, swings with 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

    Nick: My summer, his summer
    It could be one to go down
    To go down, forever
    Together , and then I kiss

    SA: It’s time to find the kind, titillate the flow
    Swimmin’ and hummin’ with a body and a 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)
    My stoney baby (my stoney, my baby, my stoney)
    My stoney baby


    Nix Hex
    Music: Hexum; Lyrics: Hexum/Martinez

    Story time sways away the haze
    They spent contemplating, formulating
    Theory searing above me swimming
    Payin’ 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
    Walkin’ and talkin’ low down and evil
    Follow me now, yo vato, the nix hex is on

    Would everybody just look at the hook
    I took it straight 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
    But then I’m singing it for your mind and know
    I’m singing it for your ears
    Jump up and down and leave the ground
    And know that’s why you’re here and they say
    Down diggey down down, diggey diggey down
    Stronger, longer, wind up your waste
    Know what I’m thinking (bones) say it again (bones)
    But now I’m with my home team back with a good seat
    I’m gladwick like chadwick
    He could to tell you what I mean
    Cuz we’re laying back on it just like good sex
    Smooth yet psychedelic it’s called the nix hex-um

    The monologue of a singalong
    Los maderos de San Juan, piden pan, no les dan
    Go tell it on a mountain, then again bring a friend
    You’ll maybe get dizzy with a sense of vertigo
    Uplifted soul from the view that
    I’m on nothin’ but love
    But love in my blood, sonic in the vortex
    This is the hip thing called the nix hex, dig it


    Plain
    Music: Hexum; Lyrics: Hexum/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
    With sits in my good things brain layin’ the tracks
    Like a loco mo spark the Jay

    Tabla Rosa is my brain
    Don’t mean to bug or drive you insane
    Don’t have to guess just, just what I’m sayin’
    If I had a point, I’d say it plain
    Dammit my brain is blank and that’s lame
    I would be a liar 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 by frustrated former musicians
    Switchin the emphasis from art to money
    But I demand autonomy what else
    I tell you what’s wrong to me
    The industry’s ability to manufacture stars
    They churn them out like Iwo Jima 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, and uh let me tell you how I see
    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 mean to bug or drive you insane
    Don’t have to guess just, just what I’m sayin’
    If I had a point, I’d say it plain
    Dammit my brain is blank and that’s lame
    I would be a liar if I said I was inspired
    Nothin’ to say but that’s ok
    Nod your head to this, to this, to this

    Don’t you know that the Devil he’s in me and God she is too
    My Yin hates my Yang, but what the hell 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


    Feels So Good
    Music: Hexum/Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum/Martinez

    Well everybody got opinion that’s loud and unbending
    I spend my time healing and mending together
    It’s a question of whether live positive well I give
    P-Nut joints are fat, he must be arthritic
    Tim is from the ’70s 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 rythmatic genius turnin’ out the next one
    But you know young bro, I flow in this circumstance
    You’ll get your chance

    Because payback’s a motherfuckin’ mission
    To the chump ass fucks slammin’ on us but we rock on
    Deriding on us derision
    Sendin’ you a voice now we’re sending you a vision
    And those who fought me they say taught me
    Everything I know, I go off
    When I hear that chit, chat, bullshit!

    In your face,
    And it feels so good
    In your face,
    And it feels so good
    Take it to ’em bro, throw down, SA

    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 I style on the mic and flex
    Shell shocked the mind of a punk that’s next

    I get retarted now that I started you know
    A condition which I keep closely guarded
    Like the kind buds you know my scene
    My team thinks these things supreme
    But to the weasels
    Who try to bring us down but in reality
    It makes you look like a clown
    Too bad cause we’ll be sittin’ in the sun
    And choose a rocky ass path smoke

    In your face, that’s right
    And it feels so good,
    In your face,
    And it feels so good
    Yo P-Nut, beat that thing

    Want you on the mic Nicholas
    Hey, get this my stream of consciousness is a sea
    Much like Bukowski with a rage
    Speaking to the page, beasts in the cage
    Jumping off the stage, stage diving
    Thriving, striving, for a better day, SA
    Beat back by flesh shattered 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 it feels so good
    In your face,
    It feels so good


    Do You Right
    Music: Hexum/Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum/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.

    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


    Fat Chance
    Music: Hexum/Sexton/Mahoney/Wills; Lyrics: Hexum/Martinez

    Na na na na na na
    Aw yea

    I’ve seen the devil and the devil is coke
    Not down like that cuz it ain’t a fuckin’ joke
    Trip the 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

    I’m a freak y’all
    I’m a freak y’all
    Much love to my man Stan Thomas

    Yea, you say like what up to our man Eddy Offord

    Eddy Offord, Eddy Offord, together
    Eddy Offord, Eddy Offord, together
    Eddy Offord, Eddy Offord, together
    Eddy Offord, Eddy Offord, aw yeah

    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 drowned
    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, too many damn fears and panic
    It’s time to throw down and so I said it, words of
    Wisdom that will keep y’all guessing ’cause
    I’m tired of playing and I’m tired of messing around
    With all those suckers
    Yes, 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 stoned wheat thin, you can not cope G
    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’
    Cold cap the parasites when I start to spazz
    Nicholas hits hard, he’s got the jazz
    Now the b-boys rockin’, breakin’ moves on the floor
    311’s stepping out, have ’em yellin for more
    Go on hoping, I’m poetry in motion
    When I fire I spray, duck down I’m locin’
    P-Nut, the bass storm is looming
    And in your mind the rhythm is booming
    P to the N to the U to the T

    Just fuck the has-beens and their stupid-ass rappin’
    Promising bullshit you can’t come through with
    Do it in the basement, no complacent
    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 sad if rap was a fad, but it’s not
    So I’d thought I’d come out with a shot
    Stupid 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