wrightsgaming[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Shadow figures creepin’ where the streetlights dim,
Leather gloves tighten, chances turn slim.
You crossed the line, now the reaper’s in sight,
One wrong move, and we spark up the night.
Whispers in alleys, a blade to the throat,
This city’s a coffin, and I’m writin’ the note.
You think you’re a king? Nah, you’re just a pawn,
Tick-tock, the clock’s laughin’—your time’s almost gone.
[Chorus]
Walk away, or I’ll paint the walls red,
Every last name, ’til your legacy’s d**d.
Family tree? I’ll burn it to ash,
Cash rules, b***d spills—this life’s merciless, flash.
[Verse 2]
Black sedan idling, headlights cut through the fog,
Bloodstained money stacks, loyalty’s a dog.
You plead for mercy, but the streets don’t forgive,
A crown of thorns’s the only crown you’ll live.
The Don’s got a message carved in cold steel,
Cross him once, and the grave’s how you kneel.
Eyes in the dark, every breath’s a bet,
Pray to your saints—they ain’t heard you yet.
[Bridge]
Bulletproof glass, but the truth’s a stray round,
Legends get written when the bodies hit ground.
Loaded dice roll, no second chances here,
A tombstone’s your trophy, engraved with your fear.
[Chorus]
Walk away, or I’ll paint the walls red,
Every last name, ’til your legacy’s d**d.
Family tree? I’ll burn it to ash,
Cash rules, b***d spills—this life’s merciless, flash.
[Outro]
