yeah, I'm back... this is the Don J.C.
run my family like a business, it's the only way to be
expect a fish in the mail if your friends fuck with me
stick with your own, but nothing comes for free
don't forget to send a cut to the mafioso family
I don't have a tommy gun, but I'll send you out to slaughter
when Don Chrystler gives the order, they'll find you floatin in the water
I've got no qualms with blastin fools, stealin jewels, breakin rules,drinkin booze
hell, I'll light the fuse, make the news, kill some jews
I've been accused but but left the bitch with a fist shaped bruise
now I'll make you's an offer that you can't refuse
don't confuse, you can get in my Caddie if you wanna cruise
but fuck around with me and you're bound to lose
you'll end up with brand new pair of cement shoes
I've never bought dogfood but my rots stay fed
feastin on men with extra holes in their head
cause three can keep a secret if two are dead
you know your time is close if you find a piece of horse in your bed
you talked about your glock? well, aren't you a mighty mouse
till I break into your house, kill your mom and her spouse
you'll end up on your knees with my .45 in your mouth
beggin for forgiveness, but this Jesus shows no mercy
I'll leave you deader than Florence Griffith Joyner faster than Jackie Joyner Kersee
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am I going to far with this affiliation thing?
I thought I'd stick with the style that you tried to bring
if you don't post here again, it's o.k. this had to have hurt
I'll see you in a couple years when you're sportin a Jesus Chrystler shirt
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