[ Featuring Lionel Cohen ]
Winter, spring, summer or fall
Catch me on the courts
Always ready to ball
Back in the day, BK, we had it all
Back then it was either rap
Or play basketball
And nothing feels better than that
Reminiscing on the days
When the courts were packed
Taking pride in your borough
As you drive the lane
Pull up or fade away
Jump shot to win the game
From Rucker to the cage
We were the kings of the court
And the court was our stage
Yeah we ball for love
We ball for pride
We ball for Brooklyn
Ride or die
King, king of the court
Brooklyn where I made my mark
King, king of the court
West 4th where I made my mark
King, king of the court
Out of Rucker where I made my mark
King, king of the court
New York City where I left my mark
Back then, yeah, it all made sense
Waiting for your turn on the chain link fence
Sleep all day, ball all night
Felt so right
Then we hittin' the club until the sunlight
Then we do it again, and again
Yeah, we had to kick game to the ladies every now and then
Then it's back to the action, the main attraction
Back on the court, streetball assassin
Whether one on one or five on five
Streetball life til the day that I die
New york City will never be the same
I earned my stripes, now say my name
King, king of the court
Brooklyn where I made my mark
King, king of the court
West 4th where I made my mark
King, king of the court
Out of Rucker where I made my mark
King, king of the court
New York City where I left my mark
King, king of the court
Brooklyn where I made my mark
King, king of the court
West 4th where I made my mark
King, king of the court
Out of Rucker where I made my mark
King, king of the court
New York City where I left my mark
King, king of the court
King, king of the court
