The Godfathers - Omerta lyrics

(Intro) A succession of Mafia defectives have put Gotti And his fellow Mafia bosses in jail for life Omerta the vow of silence under pain of d**h Is no longer sacred (NECRO) Let off the pistol chrome at any Joe Pistone confessed to an Episcopal bishop How my biscuit clip domes The biggest mob figures and gunslingers together In the same room for a ritual my trigger finger's severed As this card burns may my soul burn in hell forever If I betray the oath of Omerta Don't push a bu*ton man's bu*ton Ill bloody up anyone that bu*t in and stab your mans gut in Blood in blood out Rammed up the bu*t end For your moronic plea coppin Cause they caught you with electronic eavesdropping Now something demonic screaming please stop em Stop the meat cleaver chop em Canned That's our society('s) secret keep em quiet option The boss will sanction a shanking Than you'll thank him for the privelege of being ranked as the pillager of anxious action My counsel varies Concealed pencil like utensil In your frontal lobe mental Thank you consigliere (Hook/Necro) We'll murder anybody any time any place At the snap of a finger pop you in the face Issue contracts to k** people never say us Sentence you to motherf**en d**h if you betray us Peace to all the gangsters doing time in Marion Rikers, Leavenworth, Folsom, Attica we'll carry on tradition The most powerful Godfathers in America GRap and Necro You cowards fold (Kool G Rap) Balls get slit on a fraudulent b**h Holdin a dish Rope all on this wrist Fist all on the fifth Paint the wall with your sh** No luck f** Boy you non McCoy Un-official I squeeze hard on the pistol Make your arteries sizzle You lay down Put the tre pound Guard on your whistle To you sodomy tickle Your sh** all hard and your nipples Make you sleep longer than Van Winkle f** stomach cuts I hope your stomach guts and my hands mingle Tuck chromey in a tuxedo Tuss a lonley And f** any tough Tony Plus his homies f**ed up hobby clown You Bobby Brown's Tender Roni Leave ya mom's head in your bed We don't touch ponies Valors we're vowless Leave n***as forty caliber styled in (??Tapis??) Afghan Taliban Wildman Screw on silencers and (??east island??) Over the ???? Commission vocal splittin your throat n***as is prowlin (Hook/Necro) We'll murder anybody any time any place At the snap of a finger pop you in the face Issue contracts to k** people never say us Sentence you to motherf**en d**h if you betray us Peace to all the gangsters doing time in Marion Rikers, Leavenworth, Folsom, Attica we'll carry on tradition The most powerful Godfathers in America GRap and Necro You cowards fold (Out) Just When I thought I was out They pulled me back in