Adrian Younge - King of New York lyrics

[Hook] Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rest And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone [Verse 1: Ghostface k**ah] Lester Kane, I call him LK for short See LK pushing for that King of New York Few million dollar cribs Liberace j**el box, gold ox Ostrich leather shoes, the egyptian socks Tailor made shoes built like a brick house Six foot nine, son The God had to duck in his house Keep a trail of b**hes,I'm talking three on each side The head of his syndicate Walk with black pride He a monsoon mastermind Flyer than the Isleys Put a pop in your pudding But not the Cosby's type I'm talking big guns and Cadillac coupes The New York monsignor's just scared of his suits And his truth is like loyal lions, ready to feast At the first drop of blood that falls down from the beast Roam these streets with iced out case for the syndicate f**ing with Lester on these blocks, boy, you in for it [Hook] Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rest And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone [Verse 2: Raekwon] All hail to the King Kane Sling remarkable razor lines Organized crime brung shotty's under the trenchcoat Black Bugatti with gold spokes, folks get heart attacks Sitting on top of the glow. money in garbage bags Washing up the restaurants, nightclubs, etc Pinky ring worth a small island, I raise the bezel up Women on they're night strolls turning tricks and they trained to go Nothin' stoppin' my function, got coppers on the payroll Lawyers and judges quick to toss cases when I say so King of New York with pesos Leaving 'em foaming, mouths stitched Eyes wide shut but speaking on my firm When will they learn, loose lips will get your flesh burned Puffing on a Cohiba Cuban Them rubies got some bullets with they're name on it And I'm itching to send it through City is mine with war on my mind And take the thrown by design Yes, it's mine, I claim the spot cause I'm [Hook] Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rest And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone [Verse 3: Ghostface k**ah] Temper like a old dad who lost his kids Lester'd be the first to spaz out and slap you with Headlocked the b**h, spit in the mouth while she screaming Tie her to the cross in the church and write "Demon" in blood On her titties, no remorse for life He wild for the night, son, gun and knife Living trife reckless, hang a man by his necklace Then mail it to his family with blood still on it Few black roses, maybe a finger or two He out to be the King of New York And he gon' do exactly what he put his mind to He a crimeboy, he's diligent Silverback gorilla and he's k**ing it Ruthless, this man reminds me of myself Tony Stark, the King obsessed with wealth and power Built for the takeover Rearrange your whole damn face You need a makeover [Hook] Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rust And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone