I keep my head up,
lips snarled and puckered,
you can see death in them.
I look to the left,
I look to the right,
now it's time to fight,
3-2-1 take flight,
we go all night,
keep my fist packed tight,
and if I lose I'll be back looking through my iron sight.
This is the law of the land,
dog eat dog,
tooth for tooth,
an eye for eye,
**** or be killed,
I'm a killer with a blood instinct.
Came up in the mafia vicinage,
we live life this ain't no scrimmage,
live by Omerta it ain't no image,
living life without problems is a privilege,
when you start talking to cops you finished,
that's how we get down in my evil village,
nothing changed we all living vintage,
I can see you coming in with your gimmick,
don't try to test my limit,
I'm Popeye on steroids and spinach.
Rimani persone reali*.
This is how I've lived my life for a long time, this is how I was raised and how I spent my days, I'm a new creation now and am moved by love but in a world with so much hate I felt the need to reach out to you in the same position I was, and I put it all down so that I don't have to do that stuff anymore and now I am happy.