Gangster Reality, by Rang-Zeb Rango Hussain

In the end,
After the cars and girls,
and the bling-a-bling bling,
..
Alone,
You gangsters always die alone,
Knifed or shot, souls draining into gutters,
..
Kingpin of nothing,
An empire of blood and bones,
A wasted life and dead dreams,
..
Knives and guns, sharps words too,
The tools of cheap cowards,
No honour, no dignity,
..
You worship a false crown,
The reality is you are a slave,
A slave of death,
..
In the end,
Death will tear apart your kingdom,
Make your choice before the hour grows cold.