[Verse]
Blake’s the don, crown heavy on the dome,
Built Rome outta dust, with a heart of stone.
No credit to them fools, their pride outweighs their worth,
Ruthless hands of power, rearranged the turf.
[Verse 2]
Shadow moves slick, grip tighter than a vice,
No thank you for the past, he plays loaded dice.
Got sharks in his circle, teeth sharper than betrayal,
Once they cross the kingpin, the hammer hits the nail.
[Chorus]
Blake don’t bow, he don’t pay no dues,
Left ‘em in the gutter with the scuffed-up shoes.
Ruth carved in veins, respect’s what he takes,
A lion in a blood-den, that’s Mafia Blake.
[Verse 3]
Lanterns light alleys where his shadow patrols,
Silence earns his money, talk pays the tolls.
Every handshake’s a promise wrapped in deceit,
He don’t name his enemies, just leaves ‘em six feet.
[Bridge]
Ruthless symphony, his orchestra of dread,
Every score settled ends with crimson red.
No credit, no homage, won’t speak on the weak,
Their names dust in the wind, now they barely squeak.
[Verse 4]
From chaos to kingdom, the throne’s locked tight,
Every rival’s demise just fuels his fight.
Blake don’t write letters, just chapters in dark,
His name etched eternal, a flame that won’t spark.