King of New York

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

Lester Kane, I call him LK for short

See LK pushing for that King of New York

Few million dollar cribs

Liberace jewel box, go ox

Ostrich leather shoes, the egyptian socks

Tailor made shoes built like a brick house

Six foot nine, son

The guard had to duck in his house

Keep a trail of bitches, I'm talking three on each side

The head of this to the kid

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

[?] Lester on these blocks, boy, you in for it

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

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 work for small isle and I raise the bezela

Women on they're night strolls turning tricks and they train a 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 to throw my design

Yes, it's mine, I claim the spot cause I'm

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

Temper like a old dad who lost his kids

Lester'd be the first to spaz out and slap you with

Headlocked and bitch spit in the mouth while she screaming

Tie her to the cross in the church and write "Demon" in blood

On the 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 killing 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

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