Empire State Of Mind Jay-Z

(Jay-Z)
Yeah,
Yeah, I’m up at Brooklyn,
Now I’m down in TriBeCa,
Right next to DeNiro,
But I’ll be hood forever,
I’m the new Sinatra,
And since I made it here,
I can make it anywhere,
Yeah they love me everywhere,
I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway,
Brought me back to that McDonalds,
Took it to my stash spot,
560 State Street,
Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin’ pastry,
Cruising down a street,
Off-white Lexus,
Driving so slow but BK is from Texas,
Me I’m up at Bed-Stuy,
Home of that boy Biggie,
Now I live on billboard,
And I brought my boys with me,
Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta
Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives,
Nigga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee,
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…

(Alicia Keys)
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There’s nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you,
Let’s hear it for New York, New York, New York

I made you hot nigga,

(Jay-Z)
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,
Shit I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can,
You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain’t a crip tho,
But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique though,
Welcome to the melting pot,
Corners where we selling rock,
Afrika Bambaataa shit,
Home of the hip-hop,
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,
For foreigners it ain’t fit act like they forgot how to act,
Eight million stories out there and they’re naked,
City is a pity half of y’all won’t make it,
Me I gotta plug Special Ed “I got it made,”
If Jeezy’s payin’ LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
Three dice Cee-lo
Three card Monte,
Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade,
Long live the king yo,
I’m from the empire state that’s…

(Chorus)

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There’s nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you,
Let’s hear it for New York, New York, New York
Welcome to the bright light..

(Jay-Z)
Lights is blinding,
Girls need blinders
Or they can step out of bounds quick,
The side lines is blind with casualties,
Who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse,
Don’t bite the apple Eve,
Caught up in the in crowd,
Now you’re in-style,
And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,
The city of sin is a pity on a whim,
Good girls gone bad, the city’s filled with them,
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out,
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route,
Hail Mary to the city you’re a Virgin,
And Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends,
Came here for school, graduated to the high life,
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,
MDMA got you feeling like a champion,
The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien

(Chorus)

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There’s nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you,
Let’s hear it for New York, New York, New York

(Alicia Keys)
One hand in the air for the big city,
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
no place in the World that can compare,
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh
come on, come,
yeah,

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There’s nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you,
Let’s here it for New York, New York, New York

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