La Cosa Nostra

Killing is a business
Blood money a game
If you cross the family
You will not be the same
The streets are paved with fear
The cops have been paid
Once you do a little job
You’ll be a man who’s been made

A very tempting offer
That you couldn’t turn down
La Cosa Nostra
Until you’re in the ground

The shadows are the dwelling place
Of pain and despair
The foul stench of death and money
Mix in the air
Vice and temptation all
Bend to our will
A war for concrete jungles
Now it’s in for the kill

A very tempting offer
That you couldn’t turn down
La Cosa Nostra
Until you’re in the ground

A figure looms behind your head
And pulls out his gun
The firing pin hits copper
And there’s no where to run
You never knew what hit you
Be glad that you’re dead
A bleeding, rotting corpse
All but missing a head

A very tempting offer
That you couldn’t turn down
La Cosa Nostra
Has put you in the ground

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