Al sat back in his tailor-made throne,
Watched the suits make calls on the telephone.
Said, “Hell, I break legs, they break laws—
But when they do it, they get applause.”
Capone knew crime, he wore it proud,
But the real crooks sat beneath that Capitol cloud.
They launder lies through bond and stock,
And call it freedom when they pad the dock.
[Chorus]
“It’s the biggest racket I ever seen,”
He said with a grin and a boot fulla green.
I ran liquor, they run banks—
We both draw blood, but they get thanks.
One gets prison, the other gets praise—
Same damn hustle, just a different phase.
[Verse 2]
They called him monster, menace, beast—
While Wall Street ate its crooked feast.
Subprime loans and bonus checks,
But Al never sent no country to wreck.
He ruled Chicago with fear and flair,
But D.C. owns the whole world’s air.
They fund both sides of every war,
Then build new prisons to settle the score.
[Chorus]
Yeah, “It’s a racket,” he said, “top to base,”
And he ain’t wrong—just outta place.
I break kneecaps, they break faith—
Then bless it all with a prayer and wraith.
I sold whiskey, they sold dreams—
But mine at least was clean.
[Bridge – spoken, smoky and slow]
He said, “If I’d wore a flag on my chest,
They’d call me a hero, not a pest.
It’s just how you dress the deal,
And who signs the seal.”
[Outro]
So here’s to Al, the mirror cracked—
He told the truth, then got whacked.
But his words live on through concrete and steel—
The biggest gang’s the one that signs the deal.