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Empire State Of Mind (ft Alicia Keys)

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 Yeah
Yeah I'm out that now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood
I'm the new and since I made it here
can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me to that McDonald's
Took it to stashbox, 560 State Strett
Catch me in the kitchen like Simmons with them pastries
Cruisin' down 8th Street, off Lexus
so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home that boy Biggie
I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say whatup Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
Sittin' courtside, & Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I trip a referee
Tell my attitude that I'm most definitely from...

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are of
There's nothin' can't do
Now in New York
These streets will make feel brand new
lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New New York,
New York

Catch me at the X with OG at a game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more then a Yankee can
You should know bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of Niggas with my clique though
Welcome to the melting corners where we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata home of the hip-hop
Yellow gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out in it naked
City a pity, half of y'all won't make it
I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
Three dice cee-lo, card molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long the World Trade
Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St.

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
There's nothin' can't do
Now in New York
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire
Let's hear it for New New York,
New York

is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can out of bounds quick
The sidelines lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite apple leaf
Caught up in in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled them
Mommy took a bus now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just a bus route
Hail Mary to city, you're a virgin
And can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a
The never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

New York
Concrete where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't
Now you're New York
These will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire
Let's hear for New York, New York,
New York

One hand in the air for big city
Streetlights, dreams, all lookin' pretty
No place in the world that could
Put lighters in the air
Everybody say Yeah. Yeah, Yeah"

New York
jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' can't do
Now you're in York
streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights inspire you
Let's hear it for York, New York,
New York

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