He thought he was bad till he meant the worst

He thought he was great when he snatched that purse

When all his friends slapped his hands

He thought he was great he was the man

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So he stole a car

It was great he would say

To the crew he owned

The ganster he would play

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He thought he was bad till he meant the worst

He thought he was great when he stole the car and snatched that purse

So when he killed a man it was no big deal

Just another day in his life where he got to deal

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Now at the head of the ring he was one of the worst

He'd killed hundreds of men

As non caring as the first

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He was the king gangster no second chance

No childhood or life before

Now he is the man you're not looking for

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He thought he was bad till he meant the worst

He believed he was the best when he snatched that purse

When he stole the car and killed the man

Now he holds your life in the palm of his hand

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When he said you were dead you were done finito,goodbye.

He didn't care about your life

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He thought he was bad till he meant the worst

Till he meant the barrell of a gun and its' bullets face first

Till he sank to the ground no chances to say goodbye

Someone decided to take his life

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Someone decided that he was done

Finito

Goodbye

Adios

Young Son