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Money, a hand gun, a price on your head
A phone call, a contract, soon youâll be dead
Iâm a made man with contract in hand
You thought a jail cell was for a snitch
A deep six for a son of a bitch
Iâm a made man and your future has been planned
Iâll send flowers to your wife
Iâll tell your kids itâll be alright
You wore a wire, they played the tapes at your federal case
A stool pigeon on the stand, with a witness protection plan
Iâm a made man with contract in hand
You thought a jail cell was for a snitch
A deep six for a son of a bitch
Iâm a made man and your future has been planned
Iâll send flowers to your wife
Iâll tell your kids itâll be alright
Beggin, pleading, we were childhood friends
Ice pick, now your bleeding, you were yellow to the end
Iâm a made man with contract in hand
You thought a jail cell was for a snitch
A deep six for a son of a bitch
Iâm a made man and your future has been planned
Iâll send flowers to your wife
Iâll tell your kids itâll be alright
At your funeral there were tears, your mother broke down
The boys all bought a wreath, at the bar I bought a round
Iâm a made man with contract in hand
You thought a jail cell was for a snitch
A deep six for a son of a bitch
Iâm a made man and your future has been planned
Iâll send flowers to your wife
Iâll tell your kids itâll be alright
Iâm a made man, Iâm a made man
Iâm a made man, Iâm a made man
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