Spitshine

歌詞

You could be the boss, the bad man in charge Big banner, live large, 12 car garage Iron fist strong arm, heavy handed raj But it’s all a mirage and it ain’t what it oughta be How could it deteriorate to this state? Yep you were the heir ready to sit in the chair’s place All factors, and all signs should’ve aligned In time, but it’s not what it oughta be Gotta give em something to get at, go get up Get on, set out and setup, something to set on If they can’t be something you can bet on For one thing or other then it ain’t what it oughta be Another little piece of the puzzle that don’t fit in No matter how you force the position it won’t sit in Got it in control? Ha, are you kidding? The bird, has escaped, to where it really oughta be She’ll be fine, she’ll be fine With a little bit of spitshine She’ll be fine, she’ll be fine With a little bit of spitshine Lightning, shouldn’t strike just the once Trump seeker, blunt speaker bumpin on all fronts No one/ going to ground even if they call stumps No going down when sunk brother it ain’t what it oughta be Gotta re-emerge with chin up, jump start pick up, strike a light, get them eyes lit up I’m talking now, sit up. What it is, is Not what it should be, this is not what it oughta be I see the result before it unfolds Skip the last page, cheat the last stage If all things are equal – no such thing C’mon, join & sing, it ain’t what it oughta be What is it about potential, everybody got it Rock a revolutionary tucked up in the pocket, no! Not a hollywood ending but then a lot is depending On you deciding it ain’t what it oughta be Believe the word, You know it now It oughta be , A better deal for real But no it’s not, what it oughta be No it’s not, what it oughta be No it’s not, what it oughta be No it’s not, what it oughta be What we need, a bit of spitshining What we need, a bit of spitshining What we need, a bit of spitshining What we need, a bit of spitshining So c’mon tell me She’ll be fine, she’ll be fine With a little bit of spitshine She’ll be fine, she’ll be fine With a little bit of spitshine