I'm a king of New York
Where I'm standing firmly on the ground
Part of me has crossed the heaven's bound
Where I'm sleeping peaceful as a child
Hell is closer than the nearest bar
When I'm walking through this holy maze
Beyond every step I take I hear you praise
When I'm waiting for some kind of a sign
Lights reveal the truth that shadows intertwine
I'm a king of New York
If I seem unworthy for a crown
I'll make sure my blood's of royal kind
If I seem to weak to bare a fight
I'll make sure my men will do it right
Cause I'm a king of New York...