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Where do gangstas go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly. (4x)

As the guitar gently weeps
My Rivera (car) streaks
Into the night like a bat out of hell.
All the wishes in the well couldn't keep me from my cell
I'm feeling paranoid I couldn't trust my clientele.
The Marlboro blows, I blow the smoke through my nose.
You reap what you sow, and Lord I know.
I took route 87 upstate New York.
I'm feelin like I sinned, so I must be getting soft.
Got an angel on my right, the devil on my left,
Conscious being on my brain, for every single death.
I'm seeing ghosts, I'm being haunted like the tell-tale heart.
I'm on the road alone, headlights in the dark.
I never ever ratted, kept my mouth shut.
Bad karma all around, and I'm running out of luck.
Next soldier wants my job, better watch my back,
Or I'll be the one in the trunk getting whacked.

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Flatfoot on the street, rookie on the beat,
Looking for the crack spot, trying to hit a jackpot.
Have not, want not, gun shot, blough.
Dirty cop on the prowl, it's all legal.
Fuck karma, chameleon, Irish, Sicilian
Heritage since birth, sold my soul for what it's worth.
From London to Perth, Tokyo to Paris,
Caught in the Abyss like my name was Ed Harris.
Trying to build this palace, my heart's full of malice.
My soul's corrupt, I'm about to erupt.
Internal investigation's got me facing 25 to life,
I'm thinking kids and wife.
They cut me up, rough me up, and sweat my connection.
Now they got us all under witness protection.

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Before there was a lotto, his people took your numbers.
Odds on the game; the point spreads over/under.
Went to private school, educated by nuns.
But like a pagan lost his faith through the gods of the guns.
A heist like the Brinks
Iced ladies like rinks
thought theyd never see the clink.
Slapped on the wrist, his case was dismissed.
You see, money talks, yo, it pays if you're rich, pops.
Grease the bulls (cops), just to bribe the judge.
Should have scared 'em straight, should of gave 'em tough love.
But that's when they hauled him from the jury to the warden.
Everybody had a price, but this time they can't afford 'em.

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