Testo Who The Cap Fits - Shinehead
Testo della canzone Who The Cap Fits (Shinehead), tratta dall'album Unity
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
Well, guess who's back and I got the fresh rap
Like Dragon-Style, here to put it all back
Sorry, didn't mean to keep you waiting too long
Well, okay, let me show you why they call me the Don (Right)
News blues, things to keep you amused
Remain enthused and everything you could use
To the man, to the woman, every boy, every girl
You had better believe that we are the world
Yo, but bust the fool, let me tell you what's happening
Military arms races and worldwide famine
Political chess games, bureaucratic red tape
Worldwide genocide, all the things we hate
Lebanon, Israel, Iraq and Iran
My man, they've been going at it since time began
Terrorism, racism and all sorts of schisms
Not enough work and overcrowded prisons
Right before your eyes you're victimized
Guys, that's the world up to date and it ain't civilized
I'm Shinehead and I'm telling it straight
I'm keeping y'all up to date and you could never debate, hey mate
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
If you got eyes to see and you got ears to hear
Well, I'm pretty dang sure that you're fully aware
Of the trouble and the worries and the catastrophe
Which is otherwise known as the reality
You see, to me life's a game that ain't funny
Respect is measured in terms of money
Might sound sickening, might sound sad
But the more money you got, the more friends you have (Haha)
Getting right down to the heart of the matter
Man, live and direct from the Roots Rock rapper
Shinehead, shocking the house
Most definitely here to run my mouth
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
Backdoor transactions, big time corruption
Doing anything possible to win an election
You smile for a while, distort the truth
In your name brand suit, trying to fool the youth
Control of the soul is your ultimate goal
And you could care less who's left out in the cold
Principles, morals, scruples, love
Yeah, I know, those are things you ain't never heard of
'Cause material gain's the only thing on your brain
Aside from your bad habit of cocaine
Shut up when I'm talking, I ain't through
If you think you're going to heaven, I got news for you
You see, yours, my boy, is a terrible fate
'Cause you ain't ever gonna see them pearly gates
Now that you done did it, you gotta live with it
What you gonna tell the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit?
All your life, poor people you trick
And you swore in your mind that you will slip
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
Who the cap fits, let them wear it
The hotter the battle is, the sweeter the victory
So come away, come away from the land of the sinking sand
Sun shall be darkened and the moon shall be turned to blood
One of these days
So come away, come away from the land of the sinking sand
So come away, come away from the land of the sinking sand
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Writer(s): Edmund Carl Aiken
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