Whispers of the Underworld

Whispers in the shadows, tales of days gone by

Silent codes, no words spoken, truth behind the lie

Back in the alleyways, beneath the neon glow

Enforcers with their cold eyes, secrets nobody knows

A handshake, a glance, a promise in the dark

History’s blurred lines, leaving a subtle mark

They moved in silence, shadows on the street

Respect the code, keep on their feet

Old ways die hard, tales they don’t tell

Living in the underworld’s spell

Old time mafia, ruler of the night

Hand in hand with secrets, hidden from the light

Way they did things, with a iron hand

Legends of the underground, they made their stand

Cantalope.voice of loyalty, fear, and respect

Rules written in blood, no room to defect

From the quiet whispers to the booming debt

Legacy of silence, they never forget

Echoes fade but stories stay, etched in the stone

Mafia’s shadow lingers, in the stories they’ve loaned

Old ways, old days, just echoes of an empire

In the shadows of history, forever they inspire