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Peak #3,817
Peak in subgenre #251
Author
Keith
Rights
pimpinandpanderin
Uploaded
June 16, 2004
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Story behind the song
Topic: You are a mobster in the early 1940's in the city of Chicago. You are a small time hit-man who has been hired by a beautiful woman to kill her cheating husband after she catches him in an affair with another woman. She pays you handsomely with 50 grand up front... not only that... but this beautiful woman has taken a liking to you and promises after you kill her husband that she would take the insurance money and the both of you would be married. With the allure of the riches she promises and the beauty she beholds you're on your way to complete your job. You find your target at a ritzy restaurant in downtown Chicago where he has just finished his meal and prepares to leave. But as he begins to walk out you see that your target is your very own brother... what do you do?
Lyrics
They call me a monster, some kind of murderous mobster
A hit man whose small time and kills over offers
Of cash, 50 grand in fact for this certain occasion
You laugh but a cheating husband deserves infiltration
Of this knife sliced right thru his wind pipes alright
1942 December 5th a day in the life
Of a man hired to kill, with a women involved
Fuckin women, theres always fuckin women involved
But listen in aw as I described what happen that week
Tragically I killed my Brother Jon in what I call a passionate freak
Accidentally shot him 2 times with rifle
I was in a murderous rage remind me of disciples
Of god, point fingers screaming death, murder, kill,
It’s all about the money theses days inst it will?
Still nothing could have stopped me from the moment I pulled that
Trigger back with my finger its still lingers but you already know that
Ring
Hello.
Mr. Carter?
Speaking.
I have a job for you. I found my husband with another women and I need to have him. Well, removed if you will. I have 50 thousand to give you up front.
Ok meet me in the coffee shop on branch ave in an hour. Sit at the back booth I will meet you there.
Click.
As I walked into the coffee shop I seen women with long legs
Blond hair fair skin wearing a bonnet and a farm dress
. ---------where exactly is this targets staying
Here’s your 50 grand Jon now what where you saying
Jon? Did she just call me Jon something’s wrong
Im confused but I see money so fuck what’s going on
And what’s funny most of all was she was touching my leg
In a sexual way “ like I really want you in bed”
“Here ill make a deal with you my husbands worth 50 mil
Ill spit it with you and we can spend our lives in Brazil”
Right, you and me for the rest of our lives
Together in perfect harmony? Sounds like suicide
Who am I too kill a man and run away with his fortune?
The 100 grand’s enough mam ill collect my other 50 in the morning.
So I took my things traveled up to my hotel room
Took a nap a fat crap and hired a whore leeme tell you
This one time I was actually nervous
I’ve a killed a ton of men this way and all were on purpose
Perched my firearm on the window at 7 oclock
Saw the man in the trenchcoat enter the resurant with his henchmen and cops
6 men but only one had to die
My hands were shaking I was feeling all nervous inside
5 minutes before this incident I was very alive
Now im burying my closest in a ditch on the side
Of the road oh no 4 moments and 3 deep breaths
My hands were still shaking and a pain in my chest
Was aching no mistaking this was defiantly him
And in this moment of I had to adjust for the wind
i only had 2 bullets but only 1 was needed
So I pulled the trigger once so the job was deleted
Repeated the trigger pulling once again for good luck!
Oh fuck that’s Jon carter I shot my bro in the gut
He dropped screamed out in pain and I ran away in rage
To find our lady friend, kill her and get paid
There she was laid out chilling pool side
Snuck up on her knife pulled like "this bitch is gonna die
Cut her fuckin neck and now im 100 grand richer
Fuck my family life my stupid brother was a BIATCH
And im bigger then he is and now there both dead
So im posted with a blunt on a roof top getting roasted
Click clack I heard sound from the back
Shots fired off before I had a chance to react
I fell to the floor face first in a pool full of blood
1940s in Chicago murder us and you’re fucked
