Shepherds & Sheep - a song exposing child molestors

Shepherds & Sheep

Composed by Modise Mogakane

Written by Dido & Tshwarelo Mogakane

Produced By Modise Mogakane

Mastered by Modise Mogakane & Bentar Sibuyi

Recorded @ 1335 Studios

Arranged & Mixed @ 1335 Studios

Published by MegaMak Muzik

Track

Dido

I will go down with this ship,

And I won’t put my hands up, and surrender

There will be no white flag above my door

I’m in love…

And always will be… x 2

Intro

(Aha

And I can see you baby girl, and how you feel

You’know, those hundred feelings

Of bitterness, desperation, confusion

Yeah

Ribelatti’s here

Ribelatti loves you

Shepherds and sheep

Ah)

Ribelatti

Verse 1:

In the blanket of night, he creeps in her room

He’s sick, the creep trade-marking her doom

Takes off his pajamas,

Everything on the floor, including his tangas

In the other room sleeps her mama

The death of world peace, sorry Mr. Dalai Lama

I’ve got to speak it as I see it

If they ban me from talking my mind, so be it

I got beef with motherfuckers who murder chickens

As they say it in they drama, the plot thickens

I think this kinda shit sickens

His dick on Viagra, so nothing weakens

Alright Majita let’s talk this walk

You might be a globe-trotter

But don’t ever cross this border

What kind of a father

Sleeps with his own daughter?

Ke re a le none le a bola

A ke repe eke a sola

Yo useless, ga le na mohola

Le madimoni, kefa ba e rola

Even the devil shakes in his boots

During the day, y’oll dressed in you suits

Fela boshego, le di asshole

How you gonn shove yo penis in yo girl’s hole?

Explain it to me

Be an artist, motherfucker paint it for me

It might be nothing to you, but it’s a pain for me

What you call drizzle, is nothing but rain to me

And I can see tonight it’s raining (tonight it’s raining)

And my heart is paining

Yeah, Ah

Chorus

Dido

I will go down with this ship,

And I won’t put my hands up, and surrender

There will be no white flag above my door

I’m in love…

And always will be… x 2

Verse 2:

Ribelatti

Now…

She’s 25 feeling ready to date

But the monster already decided her fate

Her friends don’t know

Today Mr. Boyfriend wants some more

But she feels violated and dirty

What she gonn do when she turns 30?

Only God knows what goes on in the potholes and the pits of her heart

But I’ma sing these hundred feelings into something Mozart

Baby girl please smile

Forget yo dad, just delete his file

Permanently remove his ass from the recycle bin

I know it’s hard dealing with this cardinal sin

Even Social Development ain’t put money on it

Where them politicians is at?

What do I call it?

A crisis, a syndrome, a disaster?

Worse because one of these porn-star fathers is a pastor

Daddy took her panties off

You tell mommy and all she can do is laugh

Scold you and rough you up

Hey people what the fuck is up?

Did you bring children into the world just to fuck ‘em up?

For them to die?

For them to keep quiet and protect the lie?

This is a family matter

You tell that little girl

I swear it would have been better

Had she been born in hell

Outro:

(Yeah,

Dedicated to all the girls… who slept with they fathers

Imagine shepherds having sex with sheep

Leaders attacking followers in sleep

Doesn’t it bother that this happens under yo nose?

Right under yo nose

It’s not a secret, everybody knows

Because the truth is strange

But it’s time for a change…

Ribelatti…)

– ends –