Lyrics The Career Of A Crook - Wise Guys

Thirteen years old out on the street,
There was no choice, he had to eat.
Since he was lost and no one cared,
He turned to means he hadn't dared.
It started with a little grass,
Then on to dealing rocks and grass.
It didn't take long before
He saw that he was meant for more.
One Coup d'etat and he was there,
The kingpin life, a millionaire.
But one small slip and down he fell
Into a sunless prison cell.
And while befriending thugs galore,
He got so rotten to the core,
That by the time that he was freed
He brought them all down to their knees,
And this is how the story goes.
He kept on down the path he chose,
As merciless and cunning as a cheetah.
And now he's working for the FIFA.