I am a wannabe
You better be
careful around me
I come from
far away
where mustang
dreams are made
And we are fashioned
in the image
of the Don's
Who have come
before us
We all kiss the rings
of sand
Like our
fathers told us
'Cos I'm a
wannabe gangster
Better go back
to Commack
I'm a wannabe
gangster
Ya better go back
to Commack
I'm a wannabe
gangster
Ya better go back
to Commack
Better go back
to far away
Like a lemon pie
a la mode
My nine is
easy to load
All hail Jericho
Turnpike Teck
that's where I go
To learn the things
about the universe
I'll need
so I can build a
stampede
'Cos I'm all up in
your face again
I'm all up
in your face
'Cos I'm a
wannabe gangster
Better go back
to Commack
I'm a wannabe
gangster
Ya better go back
to Commack
I'm a wannabe
gangster
Ya better go back
to Commack
Better go back
to far away
A wannabe gangstar
A victim of the
chromosone prankster
I thanks ya
I sit back in my chair
to contemplate
my hair
But yo
I'm lookin' snappy
I'm nappy
I'm crappy
Got Jimmy hats
from pappy
So now I'm
trigger happy
Yeah..
So you girlies wanna
get wit this nit wit
got cheese whizz
or not?
Then I'm-a hafta
blow up ya
mail box biatch
Or toilet paper
ya front yard
Show the cops my
Suburbs card,
they gotta let me go
'cos they know
that I'm hard
It's the deal
It's for real,
ya betta listen
what I'm tellin' ya
'Cos I'm a
wannabe gangster
Yeah I'm a
wannabe gangster
Better go back
to Commack
I'm a wannabe
gangster
Ya better go back
to Commack
I'm a wannabe
gangster
Ya better go back
to Commack
Better go back
to far
Better go back
to far away