Tell ‘The Mob’ to shove it
You ain’t payin’ them no more
Those ‘Goombahs’ tried to give you protection you could not afford
They better not try to siphon your pay
When you’re walkin’ with the Lord
Tell ‘The Mob’ to shove it
You ain’t payin’ them no more

Tell ‘The Mob’ to shove it
You ain’t taking it no more
Those ‘Wise Guys’ tried to give you a bill of goods you’re not payin’ for
They better not mess with a country boy
Who is talking to the Lord
Tell ‘The Mob’ to shove it
You ain’t taking it no more

You see them in their limousines
Wearin’ Brioni suits
How can they make you go swimmin’
With some concrete boots
They scare a lot of people who
Hafta live in misery
I’d tell them guys to get on back
Or they will have hell to pay

Tell ‘The Mob’ to shove it
You ain’t goin’ to the morgue
Mob movies are not nothin’ like reality and should be ignored
You’re better off when you kneel down and pray
And make yourself to be heard
Tell ‘The Mob’ to shove it
And start living by God’s word


The movies portray these fierce some M.O.B.’s
As coming from the ‘Old School’
With brand new slicked back hair styles
They think they look cool
One of these days they’ll know the truth
Why don’t you say you had enough
And nobody’s getting paid
I’d love to see the look on their face
Why don’t you do it today



Tell ‘The Mob’ to shove it
God will even up the score
Godfathers are and will always be subject to our dear Lord
They better repent of their evil ways
While He’s threshing on the floor
Tell ‘The Mob’ God loves ‘em
And will forevermore

Tell ‘The Mob’ God Loves ‘em
And will forever
And will forever
And will forevermore