Capone’s Finest
Let our bullets
Ran through the crowd
Cause with every dirty deed
We're makin' him proud
Machine gun empties bullets
Onto a blood red coat [?]
Whenever we to these nasty deeds
It's him we do it for
Capone's finest
Oh, yeah
Rivers of guns flow through
Decades gone by
And if the man is marked
He must surely die
Capone's finest
Oh, yeah