In the dimly lit alley, they'd meet,

Whispers of power, secrets discreet.

The don's eyes would gleam,

As he wove a dark scheme,

In the underworld's dance, hearts skipped a beat.

A tale of young gangster's, who met in the streets,

Plotted to rob, pillage and defeat.

Hand in gun they covered each other's backs,

all with one goal of getting those fat stacks,

They vowed to each other, to put down those who compete.

But at the end of the day it;s where the dangerous meet,

In this world where justice and crime entreat,

You'll be offered a chance to conquer, rise or lay defeat,

So choose wisely or your heart may cease to beat.