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D.J.'s is a track by Sublime, taken from the album “40oz. To Freedom”, released June 24, 2016 on Gasoline Alley. It runs 3:18. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Waiting For My Ruca, 40oz. To Freedom, Smoke Two Joints. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- D.J.'s
- Artist
- Sublime
- Release
- 40oz. To Freedom
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 3:18
- Release date
- June 24, 2016
- Record label
- Gasoline Alley
- Content notice
- Standard
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Lyrics
Find another songAll of the DJs surely have taken a lesson
Start talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith & Wesson
A little competition comes my way
But it always winds up the same
Oh but the stone that the builder refused
Shall be the head cornerstone
But there ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
All of the DJs surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith & Wesson
Enough DJs come with enough enough stylee
But when I bust my lyrics we all know it's wicked and wily
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing right
And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh yeah
You better strapped with your gat if you wan' walk with me
I'm bound to come down with the new stylee
Rock rub-a-dub known as reggae music
Gonna come down with the new lyrics
'Cause it's just ain't no thing
Oh I said, "it's been a real long time"
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing right
And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh, oh, yeah
Rub-a-dub blender
A new mixer so
I am the one DJ with enough flavor
It goes, here I go, here I come
Hear me, the dubbed down DJ
Lord have this grilled cheese (I'm gonna)
I am Jamaican but I ain't no freak
Caught the man, Ino, with a ten pound bag of tweak
Hold on, though we call it ghost rider, we call it ghost rider
Every time we see them you fulfill the danger, wah-wah
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing right
And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh yeah
Dreddy got a job to do
And we might fulfill his mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
But, ah, we will survive in this world of competition
Shooting guns and our ammunition
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go
I won't wait so long
I said, I won't wait so long for you
Oh, oh, yeah, mmm, mmm
Oh, oh, hard to get so... much
Mmm, mmm
Stop your messing around (ah, ah, ah)
Better think of your future (ah, ah, ah)
Time you straighten right out (ah, ah)
Or you'll wind up in jail
Lyrics supplied by lyrics.ovh.
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