[Verse 1: Mafioso-rap male MC, slow thudding boom drums, tense plucked harp riff, calm menacing Mafioso flow] Tuesday in the back with the blinds pulled low Little bell on the door and the radio slow Boss sent you over for a suit, sit tight Arms out, paisan, let me get this right Shoulders, eighteen, you been liftin', I see Chest, forty-two, you been eatin' for free Pins in my mouth and the chalk in my hand I don't ask a lot of questions, capisce, understand You keep talkin' 'bout the promotion and the corner and the car I keep markin' up the cloth, keep it light, there you are Every man in this city who was somebody stood here Same stool, same mirror, same quiet in the ear [Hook: Mafioso-rap male MC, full beat, deep sub bass, slow menacing Mafioso hook] Made to measure, every inch of you Chalk on the cloth and the pins go through Stand real still while I write it down Best-dressed man that ever left this town [Verse 2: Mafioso-rap male MC, tape snaps on the beat, slow thudding boom drums] Inseam, thirty, let the tape go loose Wrists, a little thin, they don't need much use You askin' what the color is, I'm thinkin' midnight black Simple lapel, don't need nothin' in the back You askin' 'bout the wedding and the christening and such I said where you're wearin' this, they don't ask for much You said Sal, you a artist, you a legend with the thread And I smiled with the pins and I nodded my head Funny thing about a fitting, it's the truth you can't hide Every lie that a man told, it's in how he stands inside Your left shoulder dropped every time you said his name Fuhgeddaboudit, kid, I measured it the same [Bridge: Mafioso-rap male MC, tape snaps louder each bar, harp riff alone with the drums] Turn around, let me see you from the back Nah, skip the seam back there, don't need it, relax Where you're goin', kid, they only see the front Laid out in the midnight, sharp from the collar to the slacks Boss'll be there, front row, hat in his hand Your mama's gonna say you never looked so grand Pins out of my mouth now, chalk on the floor Go on home, kid, you won't need me no more [Final Hook: Mafioso-rap male MC, full beat, deep sub bass, slow menacing Mafioso hook] Made to measure, every inch of you Chalk on the cloth and the pins go through Stand real still while I write it down Best-dressed man that ever left this town [End]
