Sosa - Black Mafia(Original Mix)

Black Mafia
Black cars
No names
No faces
Midnight meeting, back room, no phones.
Two black cars with an outsider alone.
No loud voices, everybody knows
The code.
One wrong move and you walking
Home alone.
Black suit, gold stare
Silver money on the wrist.
I don't need
To raise my voice, I handle business
Every chair at the table got a
Reason to stay.
If you don't bring
Value, get out of the way
Came from streets where the promise
Meant more.
Now
I'm walking through
Marble behind private doors
Everybody wants power to the brush
Against real.
You can tell who a man is