Gangster

Intimidating people I bully their respect

Raw and brutal fear with them I infect

Obedience and servitude or a certain death

I’ll send flowers to their funeral on their grave to rest

The law of this jungle: the brutal do survive

If you bow before me, you will stay alive

Brutality is something I have always shown

As a means to an end I have always known

But no matter how you threaten their safety and their health

There’s always another thug, always someone else

Who’ll stand up to you playing the same game

And in a gutter some day it’s you who has been slain

Dog-eat-dog brutality, on the street we’re trapped

When we’ve made lots of money, the fact is still the fact

That you are just the lowest that comes up from the street

With all the money that you make you always look cheap

When the cops do get you, they will lock you up

So in this world of violence your soul they will corrupt

So the cops control us gutter trash

If we make it big, us they will smash

And when they come down on us, regret we ever lived

For our low beginnings they do not forgive

We deal in drugs and whores, low-life street trash

Then when we make too much, us they come and smash

Maintain the status quo, the rich should stay rich

They’ll keep us trash down for us life is a bitch