Lyrics:

Paulie ran like hell, car-jacked my moma's Pontiac

Dropped it off at the house, and he was sorry and he'd bring it back

Got on the Major Deagan, fighting a heart attack

But that was that, an hour out to Hackensack

Runnin', Kosciusko to the L.I.E

Traffic out the ass as far as the eye could see

Flip on the radio: WNBC, 3 men shot tryin' to free Gotti'





The View Belongs To Everyone (4x)





He heard they moved the Don out west somewhere like Oregon

Long live the king runnin' the marathon

He drifted back to 'Days' at the ‘Octagon'

Where the Goombas held the guards and did the pissing on

And now they ain't no mob just some criminal collective

Since Rudy and the right got his ass re-elected

We esteem too easy, obtain too cheap

And we talk a lotta shit from the back fuckin' seat





Chorus (8x)





Long live the King, but who will wear his crown

They're flowing like a stream, deep from Underground

Long live the king, but who will wear his crown

Can you get down, can you get down? (repeat to fade out)