| People called me the scandalizer
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| The world was my appetizer
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| I turned gangs into fertilizer
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| King of the New York streets
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| I broke hearts like window panes
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| For breakfast I’d eat nails and chains
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| To my kingdom I’d proclaim
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| King of the New York streets
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| I floored my accelerator
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| All the way to the equator
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| Just a local gladiator
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| King of the New York streets
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| Well, I was only sixteen years old
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| So what could I have known?
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| In my mind these passing years
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| The legend sure has grown
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| People come from miles around
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| To see my royal tenement crown
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| Always up and never down
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| King of the New York streets
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| Schools gave me nothing needed
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| To my throne I proceeded
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| Every warning went unheeded
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| King of the New York streets
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| I stood tall from all this feeling
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| I bumped my head on heaven’s ceiling
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| Shooting dice and double-dealing
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| King of the New York streets
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| Each time I jumped behind the wheel
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| Of a pin-striped custom Oldsmobile
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| The guys would bow and the girls would squeal
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| King of the New Yrk streets
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| Local bullies I deflated
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| Back street jive that I translated
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| Top Ten girls were all that I dated
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| King of the New York streets
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| I didn’t need no bodyguard
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| I just ruled from my backyard
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| Living fast, living hard
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| King of the New York streets
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| Well, I was wise in my own eyes
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| I awoke one day and I realized
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| You know this attitude comes from cocaine lies |