Godfather Rap

call’s come in from hollywood precinct

douglas fairbanks jr yer lazy mother fucker

get on the case

find sylvia sydney

that slut’s in trouble 

again

she’s dipped a sneaky looking no-mark

got the jackpot with a handful of rocks

but that waster was a george raft grafter

yer hear what i’m saying

he gonna be fucked right off

that bitch got his property

and now he’s gotta do

what a mother fucker’s gotta do

and word on the street is already out

george wants respect and his crack back

that bitch is a lump of dead meat apocalypse

he’s got a shiny nine millimetre

and he’s gonna fuck her up 

good and proper tragically

meanwhile 

douglas fairbanks jr is chasing shadows

up his own asshole

he’s gonna be two years in traffic

after this fiasco

sylvia knows she’s in deep shit

sees veronica lake to call in a favour 

they go way back 

when they were both lap dancers

all she needs is somewhere 

to lie low until the coast is clear

the heat is off

and here’s the steamy romantic bit

sitting on the bed is humphrey bogart

smoking spliff

and he’s thinking she’s no lauren becall

- but i’ll still give her one

her eyes met his 

she prays he’ll fuck her brains out

so she sheds tears and spills the plot

lets him finger her

to whet his appetite

humphrey finds george in some two bit joint

puts a cap in the part his brain was at

and he and sylvia drive off into the sunset

in a knocked off range rover

dr dre bass booming out the stereo

© 2009. P.A.Levy

First published by Curbside Splendor  2012