La Vida Mafiosa

Sittin' on a cooler
and listening to a ballad
I took a hit from a chopper
surrounded by my buddies
goin' over the verses
remembering all I've been in life.

The ground heated up for me
they were lookin' for me as a mobster
blamed me for several deaths
they published in the press
and as if that wasn't enough
they even pinned rifles on me.

I disappear for periods
when there's no need to show my face
it darkens and brightens me
if it's about a job
don't have anyone pushin' me
I jump into the water alone.

I like to hear advice
but don't boss me around
when something goes wrong for me
no one scolds me
I stroll wherever I want
either with ladies or buddies.