On the street of Martin Sinistral
Lived a boy who was
a small criminal
His name was Tony
and was small in age
He wanted to become
a Don and have his own image
He started doing
petty crimes
Pick pocketed
people and stole limes
Then he started
looting stalls
Whether they be on
the street or inside the shopping malls
He threatened
people with a knife
Asked them for
money in return for their life
He troubled
everyone and made them cry
And in this way,
his childhood days passed by
Years passed away
And he grew into a
bigger criminal day by day
At the site of
Hudson Bay
Don Tony started
smuggling drugs filled inside clay
Of heroin and
cocaine he had huge farms
He did all types of
huge crimes and dealt in arms
His bank balance
began to rise in crore and lakhs
He sold RDX and
explosives in huge packs
There was now a
suspicion among the FBI
So on Don Tony,
they began to spy
In large numbers
men he used to train
Who smuggled goods
to France, Italy and Spain
One day he decided
to destroy a plane
As soon as he
entered it, he became insane
With his revolver
he killed the pilot
And quickly planted
a time bomb in the toilet
With his AK-47 he
threatened people to shoot
In his bag he
carried a parachute
Then he jumped off
the plane through the safety door
But soon realized
that he had left his bag and parachute on the floor
Poor Tony thought
he had made a foolish leap
Now he was falling
onto a mountain which was steep
"Oh God!"
was what Don Tony cried
And in this way the
criminal died leaving his money aside
