. [Intro - Rattling Triplet Hi-Hats, Dark Sliding 808 Sub-Bass, Spoken Monologue] (Spoken - thick UK accent, fast & menacing) "They mocked him. Called him a fat boy in a baby-blue tracksuit... While he was writing the hit list. No Carlton Crew ties. No old-school rules. Just cold, relentless payback." [Verse 1 - Fast UK Drill Flow, Sliding 808, Rapid Snares & Cold Piano] Started off small, just a guy pushing speed, Underneath the radar while the bosses took the lead. Got shot in the gut by the Morans in nineties, Left him on the floor, thought he'd stay in the nineties. Came back with a crew, hit the street with a cheque, Put a price on their heads, didn't care about respect. Paid the Sunshine Shooters, handed out the cash, Watching every big name turn into ash. Mark Moran fell first, Jason in the car, Carl in the background smoking a cigar. No mob pedigree, no Lygon Street pride, Just a ruthless kid taking Melbourne for a ride. [Pre-Chorus - Cold Pizzicato Strings & Staccato Brass Stabs] (Scratch: "Carl Williams... Sunshine Crew... targeted!") Clear out the old guard, clear out the street, Every single mobster laid at his feet! [Chorus - Aggressive UK Drill Beat, Rattling Hats, Heavy 808 Glide] THE FAT BOY TAKES THE ENTIRE BOARD! Running down the syndicate with a hired sword! From a bullet in the belly to the king of the town, Putting every Carlton legend six feet down! Yeah, CARL WILLIAMS, NO MERCY, NO REGRET! (Scratch: "Bounty on his head... ultimate threat...") The most dangerous man that the state ever met! [Verse 2 - Fast Aggressive Delivery, Heavy Sub-Bass Slides] Lewis Caine, Mario Condello, wiped off the map, Every enemy walking straight into the trap. Roberta by his side, laundering the stack, While police monitored every single track. Thought he was invincible, king of Barwon cell, Ruling his empire from a maximum hell. Two-thousand-and-ten, iron pipe to the crown, A fellow inmate brought the fat boy down. Died on the concrete, hit from behind, The ultimate end to a bloody mastermind. [Chorus - Aggressive UK Drill Beat, Rattling Hats, Heavy 808 Glide] THE FAT BOY TAKES THE ENTIRE BOARD! Running down the syndicate with a hired sword! From a bullet in the belly to the king of the town, Putting every Carlton legend six feet down! Yeah, CARL WILLIAMS, NO MERCY, NO REGRET! (Scratch: "Bounty on his head... ultimate threat...") The most dangerous man that the state ever met! [Bridge - Stripped Drill Pattern, Bare Dark Piano & Heavy Sub-Bass] (Spoken - fast, icy) "Twenty-eight organic hits. He wiped out an entire generation of Australian crime. And in the end? Killed in high security with an exercise bike stem." [Chorus - Aggressive UK Drill Beat, Rattling Hats, Heavy 808 Glide] THE FAT BOY TAKES THE ENTIRE BOARD! Running down the syndicate with a hired sword! From a bullet in the belly to the king of the town, Putting every Carlton legend six feet down! Yeah, CARL WILLIAMS, NO MERCY, NO REGRET! (Scratch: "Bounty on his head... ultimate threat...") The most dangerous man that the state ever met! [Outro - Heavy Cell Door Slam FX, Industrial Reverb, Tape-Stop Finish] (Spoken - calm, cold, deadpan) "April 19, 2010. Acacia Unit, Barwon Prison. Game over." (Subtle vinyl scratch, heavy iron gate latch click, sudden abrupt tape-stop finish)
