Before His Title Bout, Moshe Breslau Is Visited by His Brother
It ain’t my night? I thought
that’s why you got rid of Big Al,
him telling me to take a dive,
so he could clean up on a rematch.
Who gave the order? You
or one of your “business associates?”
These ain’t guys you never want to cross?
You afraid of them? What you got me for!
No one yet that can go toe to toe with me.
And if it comes to knives and guns,
I got no qualms. So I’m only one guy;
you got hard guys who take orders from you.
Use ‘em, what you pay them for!
No more talk about me going down,
I got this far by giving an honest effort.
People bet their life savings on me,
and don’t you dare call them suckers.
You’re the sucker, thinking to make
a dishonest buck on someone
else’s sweat and pain, and that someone
being your own damn brother!
Don’t tell me how much these guys
stand to lose. And don’t fuckin’ tell me
how much you stand to lose.
And definitely don’t tell me how badly
they’ll make us pay if we cross them.
You can depend on me to protect you,
like when we were kids.
But damnit it, Danny, betting against
your own brother? You should be
fuckin’ ashamed!