Lyrical Breakdown of King of New York - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "King of New York" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Ghostface Killah weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "King of New York" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Ghostface Killah employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Ghostface Killah's narrative.

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Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rest And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone Lester Kane, I call him LK for short See LK pushing for that King of New York Few million dollar cribs Liberace jewel box, go ox Ostrich leather shoes, the egyptian socks Tailor made shoes built like a brick house Six foot nine, son The guard had to duck in his house Keep a trail of bitches, I'm talking three on each side The head of this to the kid Walk with black pride He a monsoon mastermind Flyer than the Isleys Put a pop in your pudding But not the Cosby's type I'm talking big guns and Cadillac coupes The New York monsignor's just scared of his suits And his truth is like loyal lions, ready to feast At the first drop of blood that falls down from the beast Roam these streets with iced out case for the syndicate [?] Lester on these blocks, boy, you in for it Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rest And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone All hail to the King Kane Sling remarkable razor lines Organized crime brung shotty's under the trenchcoat Black Bugatti with gold spokes Folks get heart attacks Sitting on top of the glow Money in garbage bags Washing up the restaurants, nightclubs, etc Pinky ring work for small isle and I raise the bezela Women on they're night strolls turning tricks and they train a go Nothin' stoppin' my function Got coppers on the payroll Lawyers and judges quick to toss cases when I say so King of New York with pesos Leaving 'em foaming, mouths stitched Eyes wide shut but speaking on my firm When will they learn Loose lips will get your flesh burned Puffing on a Cohiba Cuban Them rubies got some bullets with they're name on it And I'm itching to send it through City is mine with war on my mind And take to throw my design Yes, it's mine, I claim the spot cause I'm Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rest And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone Temper like a old dad who lost his kids Lester'd be the first to spaz out and slap you with Headlocked and bitch spit in the mouth while she screaming Tie her to the cross in the church and write "Demon" in blood On the titties, no remorse for life He wild for the night, son, gun and knife Living trife reckless, hang a man by his necklace Then mail it to his family with blood still on it Few black roses, maybe a finger or two He out to be the King of New York And he gon' do exactly what he put his mind to He a crimeboy, he's diligent Silverback gorilla and he's killing it Ruthless, this man reminds me of myself Tony Stark, the King obsessed with wealth and power Built for the takeover Rearrange your whole damn face You need a makeover Pushing for the King of New York, I see it Gangsters try so hard but can't be it Only one could rise above all the rust And I got faith in my man, Lest Take down the King's throne Conquer the warzone