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