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Method Man - King Of New York Lyrics
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[ Featuring Carlton Fisk, Chunk Bizza ]

I don't know what rappers is crying for
Their hearts are bleeding this what anemics need iron for
This Iron Man got an iron lung that iron draw
Your face get wrinkled I lay you flat, my iron board
These rappers choke under pressure so I'm applying more
This mic cord don't come with a rubber serving my clients raw
I'm the plug that supply the plug that's supplying y'all
These workers need to know if we see he owe, we fire for it
Now fire clique you don't even know who you riding with
Not only get a clip you get every flick in this fire stick
Ain't trying to slip but the game is greasy she frying fish
And y'all should do more looking before you leap in when trying Cliff (uh)
Got the flyest sneakers, the flyest fits
I start to fly off the handle, you get a flying kick
When John spit this is parabellum I'm John Wick
When John lick, hits your cerebellum I'm born sick (look, look)

I said, you don't want drama with the King of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga
(There's only one King of New York) (I said)
You don't want drama with the king of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga (there's only one King of New York)

Old school hundred shot calico, a pro tool
Vocalist eliminate my cohorts I'm no fool
Glock 21, savage in your vestibule
Move to the top when I'm coming what you better do
Millionaire mindstate, billionaire dreams
I know, everything in life ain't what it seems
I used to measure the meaning of life in triple beams
Fiends outside kids watching when they lean
With a life you never asked for
'98 mommy got her crack on
Since birth the world was what his back was on
Chip on their shoulder that's boulder sized
Monkey on his mother back
And you know the vibes wouldn't come to that
Couple handguns plus something with a shoulder strap
Moved to Baton Rouge flow whoa like that know you clap
Federal outstanding war its all across the map
You looking for who? (look, look)

You don't want drama with the King of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga
(There's only one King of New York) (I said)
You don't want drama with the king of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga (there's only one King of New York)

(There's only one King of New York)
(There's only one King of New York)
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I don't know what rappers is crying for
Their hearts are bleeding this what anemics need iron for
This Iron Man got an iron lung that iron draw
Your face get wrinkled I lay you flat, my iron board
These rappers choke under pressure so I'm applying more
This mic cord don't come with a rubber serving my clients raw
I'm the plug that supply the plug that's supplying y'all
These workers need to know if we see he owe, we fire for it
Now fire clique you don't even know who you riding with
Not only get a clip you get every flick in this fire stick
Ain't trying to slip but the game is greasy she frying fish
And y'all should do more looking before you leap in when trying Cliff (uh)
Got the flyest sneakers, the flyest fits
I start to fly off the handle, you get a flying kick
When John spit this is parabellum I'm John Wick
When John lick, hits your cerebellum I'm born sick (look, look)

I said, you don't want drama with the King of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga
(There's only one King of New York) (I said)
You don't want drama with the king of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga (there's only one King of New York)

Old school hundred shot calico, a pro tool
Vocalist eliminate my cohorts I'm no fool
Glock 21, savage in your vestibule
Move to the top when I'm coming what you better do
Millionaire mindstate, billionaire dreams
I know, everything in life ain't what it seems
I used to measure the meaning of life in triple beams
Fiends outside kids watching when they lean
With a life you never asked for
'98 mommy got her crack on
Since birth the world was what his back was on
Chip on their shoulder that's boulder sized
Monkey on his mother back
And you know the vibes wouldn't come to that
Couple handguns plus something with a shoulder strap
Moved to Baton Rouge flow whoa like that know you clap
Federal outstanding war its all across the map
You looking for who? (look, look)

You don't want drama with the King of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga
(There's only one King of New York) (I said)
You don't want drama with the king of New York
Anybody looking for problems then I'm bringing New York
Speak highly bout anybody when you mention New York
Just remember nigga (there's only one King of New York)

(There's only one King of New York)
(There's only one King of New York)
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Writer: Clifford M Smith, George Coney, Larry Dontae Jenkins, Pascal Zumaque
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Exploration Group LLC

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