Poker game
It all came down to this poker game.
This is where my true colours were played.
I was given the decision. I was given a choice.
I didn’t care about the money I’d made enough of it by now,
but I knew I’d won and with it, the hit.
Stairs
I don’t know how I arrived to this point in my life
But I’m in a family now and what the don wants. The don gets
You gotta do what you gotta do
Cellar
Making a hit on a part of my own family
This is the day the family broke
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