Paulie ran like hell, kojacked my moma's Pontiac
Dropped it off at the house, and he was sorry and he'd bring it back
I'm going to major league, I'm fighting a heart attack
But that was that, an hour to hack it's sack
Runnin', Kosky mooskered to the L.I.E
Traffic out the ass as far as the eye could see
Flip on the radio: 'Tony Ben BC, 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 'Pop du Gun'
Where the Goombas held the guards and did the pissing on
And now they ain't no mob just some criminal collective
Says Rooney in 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 would wear his crown
They're flowing like a stream, deep from Underground
Long live the king, but who would wear his crown
Can you get down, can you get down? (repeat to fade out)