Testo: Dirty Heads. Any Port In A Storm. Believe.

Well ya never quite forget the first tape you buy
Mine was naughty by nature back when opp was hot
Whod have thought that I could ever turn out this way
Im blamin ed rock mic and dm and mca
Yeah it was beassties on mind pretty much all the time
Till I started smokin pot and figured out about sublime
Oh my god I never wanted something so badly
I wanna learn to play guitar and sing just like bradley
And the b lines that eric dropped reminded me of hip hop
And I'm singin lovin is what I got I got I got
Cause when the lovin was gone
I learned to play the blues through stevie ray vaughn
I needed music for all the ways it helped me feel
And now I'm lovin my guitar the way that bb loved lucielle
Can you feel it (yeahhhh)
Im like 6 damn strings never sounded so appealing
Can you feel it (yeahhhh)
Im like once you grab the mic you better sing like you believe
Like you belive, like you belive, like you belive,
Well the marley was the tune little j was in the womb
My mommy put the head phones on her belly feel me move
And every jimi hendrix riff I'd give her a little kick
Just to let her know to turn it up a little bit
And please when I grow up can I sound like police
Thats what I was thinkin while I prayed on my knees
But now that I'm grown I found a sound of my own
Im in the studio now and I feel I'm home
Can you feel it (yeahhhh)
Im like 6 damn strings never sounded so appealing
Can you feel it (yeahhhh)
Im like once you grab the mic you better sing like you believe
Like you belive, like you belive, like you belive