Please, lady do not bug me
See I got a dream to be a gangstar one day
Anybody getting in the way it’s muda muda to your face
Gold experience is pocketing your money
Punching Buccarati out his body though
Yes I am the sh*t and you attracted like a fly
That is trying to find Abbachio
Anything that’ll lead the team
And now I’m making like a tree and break free. Diavolo won’t
It's the muthaf**king Caporegime of Passione
Know they flow Italia, Rome to Pompei
Bruno's the name, out to lick your face
To test your faith from head to toenail
Watch your fly, I got fingers that stick
Quick to zip you in, compliments to Trish
You can't kill what is dead in actuality
Capice? Peace! Ari-ari-Arrivederci!
Yeah, I let my bullets do the talking
I’m pretty awesome cause I gotta killer offense
Six shots to ya frontal lobe will have u dropping
Pistol get to poppin you populating in purgatory
Golden wind had to do for me
If I pull the trigger, make sure that I never miss
Make sure that we save Trish
Team Buccarati slow and steady on the scene
Enemies, let em blow in the Golden breeze
Team Buccarati torture dance to this beat
Enemies, hear the requiem, rest in peace
Stand tall through the pain as I walk out
Don’t need a band when using Aerosmith to rock out
Short fused, get me mad, I might wild out
Don’t wanna get trapped in my flame like Formaggio
Look past the days back when I was alone
Rest In Peace Mom, but my father’s a joke
They held me on bars so I die all alone
But I live on through friends who gave me a home
My soul plunged in darkness
But somehow still ooze out confidence,
Cruise Down with the Moody Blues looking so dominant,
Uncover anything that ominous
Replay what you gotta say to the gang,
Putting down lames, do it for fame
Passione will try to end our party
Even after death, team Bucciarati
Hot headed member of the gang but I’m cool though
Pannicota whip on the side sans Fuugo
Purple in desire with the wave no food though
Running in the squad with my math no tudor
No Second chances when my stand hits your crew though
I’m poisonous like cancer,
I dipped on the golden wind,
in the end but I stand tall
Bring all that you got cause I’m
Dodging all your low blows
Not your average Jane in a universe of JoJos
Something like a hot shot not like you’d know though
Stepping on the scene now I’m standing with the Flow bros
Know how my daddy is but don’t wanna tell ya
Unconfident always feeling like a failure
Now I’m bringing the all spice for a taste you can savor
Can't help it got say it Zigazig AH
Go ahead and Kill'em off!
Born up in a prison, said I'm never goin back
Do you really wanna fight the guy who whooped Polnareff's Ass? (TWICE)
Try to run up on me then you meet the epitaph
And I'm making a new path via present and the past
Can't make a fool of me, King Crimson [EULOGY]
I saw you comin I'm ending this foolery
Cut down the middle man ending you brutally
Time Erasure and I'm gone, leavin you to bleed
but it’s time I emerge to see the future is certain
when I close the curtains
in a blink like a surgeon
or I slaughter you vermin
but your fate I determine
Team Buccarati slow and steady on the scene
Enemies, let em blow in the Golden breeze
Team Buccarati torture dance to this beat
Enemies, hear the requiem, rest in peace
Team Buccarati fighting with a Passione
Enemies watch out cause we coming for the throne
Team Buccarati protect her at all cost
Diavolo’s gonna see every time that he lost