B. Dolan - How To Rob the Italians
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The rep grows bigger over time and distance
The myth gets passed on the lips of misfits
A lot of people got the whole history twisted
Addicted to the cinema and same old fictions
You sippin on vino eating shrimp and lobster
A Kingpin killing wise guy battalions
Now everybody John Gotti wannabe mobster
But nothing could be easier than robbin Italians
Them family ties are thinner than they seem
Peak rivalry and petty jealousy
You find the weakest link and work it like Play-Doh
First thing to know is every family got a Fredo
Get up on the payroll
Let em take you home and introduce you round the table
Chicken scallopini fettucini with tomato
Once you breaking bread it's like defenses get disabled
Put the poison in the wine
If you feeling doubt, flattery will get it every time
Cater the ego they won't even know what happened
Nothing could be easier than stealing on Italians
Crosses and medallions, flashing what they got
Marble on the countertop, diamonds in the watch
Tryna play the part got em looking like a mark
Always selling wolf tickets
Ain't no bite behind the bark
Plus it's way past the heydey
Closer to the vibe of how Carmella was with AJ
Gucci this, Prada that, hand me down furs
Type to play the fiddle while they watch it all burn
Look how it made em lose focus
Tryna flip their little street fame into showbiz
Every single Caesar with his back sliced open
On the colosseum steps told you 'don't do like the Romans'
But still you want an empire
Bragging like you're tryna dry snitch on a wire
Hurry up quick before the side chicks retire
Cash em out early in the deserts where they hide ya
Take it as a heads up
Or take it as a challenge
Take it like Columbus
And kill em while they're captive
Take it all in stride
Take it up with the Vatican
Take it as a metaphor
Take it as it happens
Take my advice
There's a price for the arrogance
You'll never take it easier
Than robbing the Italians
The myth gets passed on the lips of misfits
A lot of people got the whole history twisted
Addicted to the cinema and same old fictions
You sippin on vino eating shrimp and lobster
A Kingpin killing wise guy battalions
Now everybody John Gotti wannabe mobster
But nothing could be easier than robbin Italians
Them family ties are thinner than they seem
Peak rivalry and petty jealousy
You find the weakest link and work it like Play-Doh
First thing to know is every family got a Fredo
Get up on the payroll
Let em take you home and introduce you round the table
Chicken scallopini fettucini with tomato
Once you breaking bread it's like defenses get disabled
Put the poison in the wine
If you feeling doubt, flattery will get it every time
Cater the ego they won't even know what happened
Nothing could be easier than stealing on Italians
Crosses and medallions, flashing what they got
Marble on the countertop, diamonds in the watch
Tryna play the part got em looking like a mark
Always selling wolf tickets
Ain't no bite behind the bark
Plus it's way past the heydey
Closer to the vibe of how Carmella was with AJ
Gucci this, Prada that, hand me down furs
Type to play the fiddle while they watch it all burn
Look how it made em lose focus
Tryna flip their little street fame into showbiz
Every single Caesar with his back sliced open
On the colosseum steps told you 'don't do like the Romans'
But still you want an empire
Bragging like you're tryna dry snitch on a wire
Hurry up quick before the side chicks retire
Cash em out early in the deserts where they hide ya
Take it as a heads up
Or take it as a challenge
Take it like Columbus
And kill em while they're captive
Take it all in stride
Take it up with the Vatican
Take it as a metaphor
Take it as it happens
Take my advice
There's a price for the arrogance
You'll never take it easier
Than robbing the Italians
