I swear sometimes you're taking me for granted I swear sometimes you're a whore I swear, but I know there ain't no reason 'Cause everything is such a bore Last night I had a dream, though it made me sick Saw you in your bedroom sucking someone else's dick (my goodness!) My friends all laughed, said it was my fault Said it's time that it happened to me But I know that the show was much more than a blow So I'm waiting for the tide to get low I'm waiting for the tide to get low Damn... Now lick my balls The rhythm, the rebel The rhythm, the rebel Shit, I said suck the motherfucker, you're bitin' it, shit! If I was an ant crawlin' upon the wall Tell me, baby, would it make no difference, at all? If I was a roach on a tree Tell me, would you smoke me? Mmh Bright lights put me in a trance But it ain't house music, makes me want to dance (word) I don't gamble, but I bet I'm gonna die if I don't get a cigarette Just because I always play the mack With a monkey on my back, mmh Let's go get stoned Kick it!

"This sure is. I got data on crazy shit for round the corner you know The homeboys and the brothers be slangin' this shit But anyway, (everybody must get stoned (x4)) You over there singin' some shit, talkin' 'bout Everybody must get stoned I don't know but that shit sounds good to me" (Verse 1) Hit the joint, up the bomb, take a puff Till you just can't get enough Of the sunk a punk Pick an endo, wanna take control But the primaso puff on the endo (keep puffin') Let me take it in then I let it out (let it out) One of you motherfuckers pass the barred owl Peace to the niggaz in all the Budha spots Slangin' fat bags o' weed and runnin from the cops (Runnin' from them fools) I hit the leno then pass it on To the cypha' of dreadlocks gettin' stoned (All the dreadlocks lya') >From the fat joint twisted at the end 'Cos I get high with a little help from my friends (from my friends) (Chorus) Everybody must get stoned I said everybody must get stoned (Everybody must get stoned)*variations* (X4) (Verse 2) Hit the blunt of the bong, take your dope Now my head's in a cloud of smoke and no joke Called 'the uptight', motherfuckers puttin' me down 'Cos I talk about the green shit in every town (Everywhere I go) You right in front of me, I can't see ya I'm blind and faded and I get the G-rock And everything's gonna be alright When I pass that toochi from the left-hand side Niggaz is havin' a good time tonight Roll it up, hold it up, pass me the fucking light (Gimme that lighter) Indoor on the home-grown Light it up, everybody must get stoned (gotta get stoned) (Chorus-different variations) You know how we talkin' to talk We say, stoned is the way of the walk (x4) Chorus till fade

Well, she said, she didn't love me And kicked me out the door Now I'm livin' in one room And sleepin' on the floor Think I'm gonna kick my boots off And put some music on And since I'm all alone I might as well get stoned I might as well get stoned Get it off my mind Ain't got a thing to do All I've got is time The bottle's all I've had To be a friend of mine And since my whiskey's gone I might as well get stoned Now every time I watch the TV Another soldier dies Another brother's gone Another mother cries Now I know they've got a job to do But if I had one wish I wish they'd all come home So, we could all get stoned I might as well get stoned Get it off my mind Ain't got shit to do All I've got is time The bottle's all I've had To be a friend of mine And since my whiskey's gone I might as well get stoned I might as well get stoned Oh, I might as well get stoned I might as well get stoned

Honey, why you calling me so late? It's kind of hard to talk right now Honey, why you crying? Is everything OK? I got to whisper 'cause I can't be too loud Oh well, my girl's in the next room Sometimes, I wish she was you I guess we never really moved on It's really good to hear your voice saying my name It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel Hearing those words; it makes me weak And I never want to say goodbye But girl, you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel It's funny that you're calling me tonight And yes, I dreamt of you too And does he know you're talking to me? Will it start a fight? No, I don't think he has a clue Oh well, my girl's in the next room Sometimes, I wish she was you I guess we never really moved on It's really good to hear your voice saying my name It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel Hearing those words; it makes me weak And I never wanna say goodbye But girl, you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel It's really good to hear your voice saying my name It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel Hearing those words; it makes me weak And I never wanna say goodbye But girl, you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel (And I never wanna say goodbye) But girl, you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel Honey, why you calling me so late?