Written by Jeremy R. Lindner (6/23/98-6/28/98) with respect to Sublime

R.I.P. Bradley Nowell

Free Loop Dub (Sublime)

Raggae - raggae is the Sublime stlyee

To the one Bradley I say rest in peace

We miss your presence, we miss your words

On stage I will rock the Sublime shirt

Nuff respect due to the Sublime crew

Try to mess with my team – watchu wanna do?

Wanna match wits with the Double Deuce Don

Test me and I’ll send you home cryin’ to your mom

My ego is big, but watch as it is eclipsed by my skillz

Now we’re loved, but you know we’ll keep it realz

I drive my point home like Roberto Carlos

And eat Ravioli purely by the carload

I’m in spar mode – so hit the road

Unless you want to wrestle with the King of the Jungle

I beat my chest like Tarzan and...Let’s get ready to rumble!!!

Rumble in the Bronx like Jackie-Jackie Chan

I do my own stunts – watch me cuz I can-can

I jump and stick – and the soccer ball I flick

Overhead into the goal with the bicycle kick

Pray that I don’t break my neck – what the heck?

I’m droppin’ bombs so hit the deck-deck!!!

Hap Dog talks to me cuz there’s noone around

Am I just trippin’ out – do I look like a clown?

I look in the mirror and I look okay

But I need a shave – oh Lord, save me on this day

It’s summertime and it’s just me and the dog

I’m chillin’ in the bachelor pad cuz I got no job

I’m bored out of my skull – short attention span

But you can believe I have one more master plan

There’s gonna be a party at 1608 Nina

I got the music so I know I’ll be seein’ ya

Wicka-wicka-wacka-knock-knocka

Try to drive on me and I’ll block ya

Cuz I don’t mess – all about business

I hear your bullshit and ask "what is this?"

My mental is "whatever happens happens"

I’m bout it and I’ll always keep strappin’

No, not the MAC 10 or the HK

Packin’ cannons is not the Gambino way

We’re lovers not fighters – but don’t tolerate biters

We often pull all nighters – it’s righteous

It’s like Bradley said, sometimes you just need one

Tell me are you a Badfish too

Cuz if you are, whatchu wanna do?

Take your chones, y les mandan a mi

Mucho gusto me llamo Jeremy

How much more love for you could there be?

I wanna know, chicka am I the only one? Tell me

And she said "You’re not the only one, but you’re the best Jeremy"

But I know my day will come

I know someday I’ll be the one

I heard that paybacks a motherfuckin’ bitch

But I won’t stress and I won’t switch

Cuz I keep pilin’ up the ritches

And callin’ out all the bastiches

Why do some girls have to hate on me?

I can’t love ‘em with jealousy

My ex-girlfriend couldn’t handle it

I tried to be nice, but shit!!!

She said the whole world hated me

Couldn’t help but laugh (hee hee)

I knew right then she was nuts

But not on mine – no ifs, ands, or buts

In the world I’m movin’ on up

So give me the trophy...gimme the cup!!!