The Last Mafioso
Back in the day,
Old school rules to old school rhymes...
We captured a new way of how we all fell
Perhaps another game of Let's Make A Deal,
Hence the gravitational pull !
Spill the beans down at the disco dance floor,
Let's break dance to the way of the vibes,
Flip tops and big laces,
All those disgraceful faces
The last mafioso to remain standing !
A line drawn in the sand that's outstanding,
With K.C. and the Sunshine Band, The Clash and Blondie...
Notice anything funny ?
The first rapper was Jake Lamotta,
Muhammad Ali, spinned like a butterfly and danced like a bee.
You follow me ?
The last mafioso lives in each one of us.
Beneath the common garb of compromise
Thank God at least I'm still alive !
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