“Empire” “Blueprint”

Inspired by Peaky Blinders, Gangs of New York, Road to Perdition and all early 20th century "Gangster" material...

Every right-hand man has got a right-hand man/

Blood money will have you fight ‘til the last man stands/

So I maneuver like Van Damme/

The sooner I command/

The sooner my demands will fall into my hands/

The larger the scale, the larger the quake/

The margin of error is so thin it should brake/

A step ahead, always pick up the pace/

Take many routes to an unknown estate/

No council meetings, I’m spread throughout the city/

No commitment, sit on many committees/

I’m a result of circumstance/

Made many a kinship as I search the lands/

Urgent plans makes for a nervous lad/

No judgments, I check for certain stats/

No desire to head the table, enough food on my plate/

Reside in the shadows and patiently wait/

Every right-hand man has objectives/

With the right men all produce well as a collective/

Soldiers don’t question a comfortable life/

Grease the machine so that it functions right/

Never let assumptions rise/

That’s when dysfunction strikes/

A glorified empire yet under the radar/

The right scheme assures the heat remains far/

Network properly without the need to exchange cards/

Proof is intangible/

Suits wrapped in coats made out of an animal/

Immersed in a trance, watch folks practice life/

Wake up fourscore later and look back at the sacrifice/