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King Of New York

 

King Of New York

(album: Come Find Yourself - 1996)


Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster
The wanna be dapper Don, Don John on
The wall, I said: I'm your biggest fan
Next to my little brother Paul
He losing his grip, man, like Pesci, he'd flip
And you talk to his brother he says he
Always planned this trip
He wasn't oky-dokie running around like
Don Quixote, trying to free a man he
Didn't even know B
He had the roots and he bought the suits
And the boys didn't like him to tell you the truth
He had J.G. on his pinky ring and he
Lied about doing some time up in Sing-Sing
Flipped one fine summer afternoon
He told his brother Paulie, something had to be done soon
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the Coup de Ville to Illinois

La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, the King of New York
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, man, the King of New York

He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
Two sticks of dynamite and a .38 Snub
He went see the Don, without an invitation
Stood outside the gate with his three man demonstration
They were waving picket signs, the C.O. saw a nine
And only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind
Back in the borough the cops are acting
Thorough; they raided Franky's room
That's when they saw his bureau; upon it was a note
With a rhyme that was dope, about
How he was breaking John out and how he couldn't cope
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach
The King of New York, the King of New York"
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach
The King of New York, the King of New York"
I said, "I never fly coach, never save the roach
The King of New York, the King of New York"

La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, the King of New York
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, man, the King of New York

La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, man, the King of New York
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, man, the King of New York

The King of New York...

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