Sublime - Dont Push Chords

Riff 1:
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D-------------------------------4-5-7-7-5-4----------------|
A--4-5-7--4-5-7--4-5-7--7-5-4--5-----5------5--4-5-7-4-5-7-|
E-5------5------5------5-----5----------------5-----5------|    

Solo: (Add some pinch harmonics here and there) 

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B-8-------------------------------------------------------------------|
G-7b-7b-7b---7-5~-----------------------5/7---------------------------|
D----------7------7-5-7--5-5h7-7-7-7-7-5----5-7-5-5h7-7-5h7-----------|
A-----------------------------------------------------------5p4h5p4---|
E----------------------5~-------------------------------------------5-| 

Intro:

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G----------------------|
D----------------------|
A----3-3----3----------|
E-5-5---5-5--5-5-0-0-3-| x3

A

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B-----------------|
G-----------------|
D-----------------|
A----3-3----------|
E-5-5---5-0-5-4-3-| 

A                  Cm5 

A
Stolen from an Africa land

Chased out with a knife
        D
With a face like Bob Marley
        A         
And a mouth like a motor-bike
              E                F
Oh well, the bars are always open
         A
And the time is always right
              D                F
And if God's good word goes unspoken
     A
The music goes all night and it goes

(Riff 1)
A
If I was Bob Marley, I said could you be loved?

And if I was half pint,  with my Lord up above
      D
If I was Mike Tyson, I'd look for a fight
      A
If I was a boomtown rat, I would be stayin' up all night
      E                                  F
If I was the King Ad-Rock, I would get stupid dumb
         A           C                E         B 
And if rhymes were Valiums, I'd be comfortably numb

A
If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do?
     D
I'd point that sh*t straight at the sky
           A
And shoot Heaven on down for you
             E               F
Because the bars are always open
         A
And the time is always right
              D                F
And if God's good work goes unspoken
     A
The music goes all night and it goes


A
I want a lover but I can't find the time

I want a reason but can't find a rhyme
       D    
And I want to start some static but I can't afford
         A
To get slammed to the ground like I fell off my skateboard, hey
E                           F
Now a days is clear as you please   
A              C           E            B    A
Strap with protection or struck with disease 

                   A                      A A      A
Laughter, it's free, anytime just call me    439-0116

When your down with Sublime you get
A
funky fresh lyrics

(Solo)

A
Stolen from an Africa land
       D                 A
I was chased out of the bar
E          F     A   
I saw my best friend tonight
      D     F          A
So, don't push me too far

C Bb C Bb C Bb C Bb
                 C                 Bb
I'm gonna run, come down with the new lyrics
     C       Bb          C                Bb
Get hit, get hip, don't slip you knuckle heads
  C         Bb           C    Bb
Racism is schism on a serious tip
            C                Bb             C  *STOP*  
You don't believe me then I go on bust your lip 


(*No Guitar*)
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm man, it must be Sublime
Listen yellow lover, yet it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line

C Bb C Bb C Bb C Bb

C                          Bb                  C
Go and raid the sound and tell the people the news
      Bb   C                Bb              C    B?  
Ohh, hey, tell them reggae music is on the loose
C                 Bb         C  
Here I am like a ragin' storm 
(I am from the place where the sun keeps shinin', shinin')
With a brand new style and a unique fashion
     C          Bb                 C               C Bb C Bb 
And good, good vibes, they keep on playin', playin' 

            C             Bb         
Thema fire one shot for peace, equality
       C                        Bb
Come, come, thema come with a rougha stylee
       C                           Bb
Come, come, thema care about you wicked stylee
       C                           Bb
Come, come, if ya come with your wicked stylee
       C                   Bb               
Thema fire one shot, pump pump lick-a-shot
       C                   Bb           
Thema fire two shots, pump pump lick-a-shot
       C                     Bb         
Thema fire three shots, pump pump lick-a-shot

(*No Guitar*)
Thema hear about me rock
With me armor

(*No Guitar*)
[Incomprehensible]they start counter react with me armor
Me no stop counter react with me armor
Thama launch counter attack [Incomprehensible]
Me no stop Coutnerreact [Incomprehensible] bigger
[Incomprehensible]
Tell you about this wicked stylee  

(Wait, hold up)

C Bb C Bb C Bb C Bb
C                              Bb
People wanna come up and they wan' tell me
          C                    Bb
Smokin' crack, cocaine better than sensi
          C                            Bb
Your're puffin' that sh*t, till we're sick of it
C                              Bb          
Tweakin' every weekend and we just can't take it

C     Bb                C     Bb  C
Woh oh, we don't wan' plastic