Текст песни BAD B Альянс - Алькапоне

Legs in concrete on the slope of the river of law
Glitter in the eyes of this Mr. Capone
Shots in bullet fractions in accurate calculations
Classics in black under full control
Sunday school how to squeeze a pimp
The Academy of Life, the thorny path of Don
Tentacles of Chicago octopus
He started a career as a bouncer of a jazz club
In the rhythm of the foxtrot the shot of the machine gun flew
To the sound of the grand piano, the work of the General
The shadow of a skyscraper on a big city fell
Where in every house knew a person with a scar
Hearing about the courts of the personality of Al Capone
Blown by the wind in the dark criminals of the new
The battle under the firmament is a golden mark
It was always hot on the streets of Chicago

Style in black profile is proud
The streets of Chicago are under full control
Look even crime new
In the hands of Al Capone business is harsh

The keys of the crime in the hands of the syndicate
The last right to call lawyers
The law is not a black flag
Chicago contracts for transactions payment
From the celestial cascades, the light fell for years
Wandering like a sail without a map under the stars
Whiskey and soda to moderately relaxed
Mr. Capone took risky steps
Authorities bought a rollback of a meat processing plant
A calm look meant always All Right
Dry cleaning angle in the mouth of a toothpick
"Mafia in business !!!" the boy's newsboy screams
Boxer's haircut amendment in law
Pledge all paid at large Capone
Fires in the Senate District corruption
Strangled by the main point of the constitution

Style in black profile is proud
The streets of Chicago are under full control
Look even crime new
In the hands of Al Capone business is harsh

City not sleeping bucks crispy
Blood on the asphalt of Gagna
Following beckoning somewhere in the distance from the threshold
The city of sin is a direct road
Looks sternly glows with fire
Capone in Chicago round table
Bita in hand sentence sentencing
The law with crime changed places
The days are burning bonfires
Bordeaux heaven is at stake prison
Fiery river speed of the highway
She brought authority to the rocks "Alcatraz"
The hour struck in the heart are broken stones
He is already an old man with trembling hands
Tears flow to the eyes in the eyes
Extinguishing the star of the constellation of the dog

Style in black profile is proud
The streets of Chicago are under full control
Look even crime new
In the hands of Al Capone business is harsh