The Gathering Lyrics

Hey Aruzo, I gotta warning for you from Bald Man Sonetti:
Cross him again, I'll stick a gun up your ass, and blow
your fuckin eyeballs out!

Nice work kid, but the shit's hit the fuckin' fan! The
cops are crawling up my ass and the flaslights lookin'
for ya! I booked you a flight to San Andreas!

We are building a crime syndicate of extra-ordinary
magnitude. We extort money in the tradition of our
ancestors. You honour our family. You have our gratitude.

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