Yo, it's Carbone, the name ringing bells, money, power, respect, got a story to tell. Billionaire move, stance tall for the people, fighting for the rights, no sequel, no equal. Streets safe at night, yeah, he's the protector, 5K on his dogs, loves strong like a sector. But don't mistake the fire in his veins, warrior spirit, breaking tyranny's chains. Justin Trudeau weak, ducking Donald's threats, turning Canada the 51st state, and I bet. Carbone's here, no fear in his stance, keep your power grabs, we ain't giving no chance.
Carbone's taking the house, boots hit the ground, corrupt politicians getting stomped down. Eat dirt where it hurts, no power left to wield for the people by the people, that's how we build.
Radical left, trying to burn the nation, chaos reigns in their imagination. But Carbone's the shield, the sword, the plan, driving them to hell, making Canada stand. Carbon tax gone, giving back to the masses, no more lies, no more backroom passes.
Trump's terror will not linger with Carbone's steel, both Republicans stand strong. Unshakeable Canadian pride, unbreakable will, destiny in his hands. Rebel with a cause for Canada's dreams, he's breaking all laws, he's breaking all laws.
In the making, rebel on the rise, Canada's saviour, fighting through the lies. No fear of the smoke, no fear of the fight, Carbone's the fire that's burning the night. Keep the streets clean, keep the nation free, Roberto Carbone, our destiny. From the maple leaf skies to the city's core, he's taking back what's ours and he's ready for war.
They call him Carbone, a legend in the flesh, fighting for the rights till his very last breath. Canada's rebel, the people's champ, torching the corrupt, leaving his stamp. No weak leaders, no coward's fate, Carbone's the voice to make Canada great. Money, power, respect, the real deal is stay, Roberto Carbone leading the way.
That's how we build. That's how we build. That's how we build, legend in the flesh, fighting for the right still his very last breath.
Canada's rebel, the people's champ, torching the corrupt, leaving his stamp. No weak leaders, no coward's fate, Carbone's the voice to make Canada great. Money, power, respect, the realdeal is stay, Roberto Carbone leading the way.
That's how we build.
Yo, yeah, straight outta Sicily, made his way to the North Roberto Carbone, the legend of force Canadian streets, he's the king, don't forget it Muddy stacks, tall power moves, go unbedded
A rebel with no cause, but his name got respect Enemies fall, every move he perfects Rocket suits and cigars, that Italian finesse
Mafia kneels down, his power's the best Roberto Carbone, a touchable name Living like a legend, eternal his fame Cash, women, power, his empire won't fall But he's still a coach for the kids on the wall Mercy ain't his style if you're stepping out of line Cold steel decisions, his justice refined Got the city on lock from the docks to the hills Every whisper in the shadows, got his legendary kills But peel the layers back, you'll see he's got heart.
On the hockey rink, with the kids playing his part Teaching them to fight, but not with the fists. Giving back to the youth while he handles his piss Roberto Carbone, a touchable name Living like a legend, eternal his fame Cash, women, power, his empire won't fall But he's still a coach for the kids on the wall Legends ain't born, they're built from the grind From the blood and the sweat with a mastermind He's a paradox living, both feared and adored Taking down the mafia, his power restored They said he burned down, but he rose like the sun Carbone still standing, every battle he's won Women flock to his charm, but he's ice in his veins Can't be tamed, this lion roams free in his reign From the ring to the streets, every move's got a purpose Loyalty runs deep, but betrayal makes him nervous Legends don't die, they just multiply Carbone's name echoes like shots in the sky Roberto Carbone, a touchable name Living like a legend, eternal his fame Cash, women, power, his empire won't fall But he's still a coach for the kids on the wall A force like no other, rebel with no cause Canadian mafia bows to the laws he's drawn Roberto Carbone, the story's been told Forever a legend, his name carved in gold A force like no other, rebel with no cause Canadian mafia bows to the laws he's drawn Roberto Carbone, the story's been told Forever a legend, his name carved in gold.
Yo, it's the story of a legend, the rebel Roberto, Italian blood running cold through Toronto He's got the streets on lock, the power, the cash, a gentleman and a killer with a suit so fresh They call him Carbone, king of the game, whispers in the dark, everybody knows the name Came from Sicily, crossed the ocean with fire, turned the cold north streets into his empire Money stacking high like the CN Tower, enemies cruel, feel the wrath of his power But he's got the charm, got the smile so sweet, ladies falling like the leaves on College Street The dawn of the block, lays chest with finesse, one wrong move and you clean off the chest But he's got a soft side, helps kids in the hood, a paradox of kindness wrapped in black leather hood A bottle-god born of the rebel with no cause, breaking all the rules, living above the law He power women, his life's a parade, a devil in disguise but a saint in the shade He's got a fleet of Ferraris, diamonds on his wrist, enemies banished like they never did exist The cops try to catch him but he's too sly, eyes in the shadows, always one step high From little Italy to the Scarborough line, every move calculated, his hustle's divine They see him in the club, champagne in his hand, crowds part like the sea, he's the man with the plan But don't test the dawn, he's ruthless and cold, cross him once, your story'll never be told Yet the homeless get fed, the schools get funds, a gangster with a heart balanced by his guns A bottle-god born of the rebel with no cause, breaking all the rules, living above the law He power women, his life's a parade, a devil in disguise but a saint in the shade He's the phantom of the north, the legend in flesh, lines blurred between kindness and the sins he confessed You might hate him, you might love, but you can't deny, Roberto's name will never fade, he'll never die Kind to the loyal, savage to the snitch, a code of honor in this world that's rich He's got the old school rules, respect and the fear, but kids in the struggle, he keeps them near Life ain't easy, he tells them, but fight till you win A paradox of a man filled with virtue and sin, strolling through the streets Armani, Drake, Fon, Roberto Cabone, the king of his time A bottle-god born of the rebel with no cause, breaking all the rules, living above the law He power women, his life's a parade, a devil in disguise but a saint in the shade Raise your glasses high, to the dawn we toast, a legend in the flesh from coast to coast He's the king of the gang, the myth made real, Roberto Cabone, forever sealed Roberto Cabone, forever sealed.
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