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Shinehead
Shinehead
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Aiken
Aiken
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Who the cap fits, let them wear it Who the cap fits, let them wear it Well, guess who's back and I've got the fresh rap Like dragon style and I've put it all back Sorry, didn't mean to keep away you too long Well, okay, let me show you Why they call me the don (right) News blues since they keep you amused Remake and fuse and every thing you could use To the man to the woman every boy every girl You had better believe that we are the world (we are the world) Yo, but bust a move let me tell you what's happening Military arms races and world-wide famine Political chess games, bureaucratic red tape World lie, genocide all the things we hate Lebanon, Israel, Iraq and Iran My men they've been going at it since the time began Terrorism, racism and all sorts of schisms (South Africa) Not enough work and overcrowded in 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'ma tell 'em straight I'm keeping y'all to date and you can 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 full aware Of the troubles 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 sickenin', might sound sad But more money you got the more friends you have, haha Gettin' right down to the heart of the matter, matter Live and direct from the roots rock rapper Shinehead Shockin' 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 B-B-Back door transaction, big time corruption Doing anything possible to win an election You smile for a while then stall the truth In your name brand suit tryin' to fool the youth Control of the soul is your ultimate goal And you can care less who's left off in the cold Principles, morals, scruples, love Yeah I know, those are things you've never heard of 'Cause material games the only thing on your brain Aside from your bad habit of cocaine Shut up when I'm talkin', 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 faith 'Cause you're never going to see them pearly gates Now that you don't did it, you got to live with it What you going to tell the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit? All your life, more people you trick And you swore in your mind that you were slick Who the cap fits, let them wear it Who the cap fits, (woo) let them wear it The harder the battle is the sweeter the victory, the victory So come away, come away from the land of the sinking sand Uh, woo The sun shall be darker and the moon shall be turned to blood one of these days So come away, come away from the land of the sinking sand (uh, uh, woo) So come away, come away from the land of the sinking sand
Writer(s): Dwayne Jonhson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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