Empire State Yeah, yeah, Ima up at Brooklyn, now Im down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, but Ill be hood forever Im 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 a Simmons whipping pastry Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, Im up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboards, and I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai tai 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 am most definitely from In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh Theres nothing you cant do, now youre in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York New York, New York (I made you hot, nigga) 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 aint a Crip though 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 that aint fifty, they act like they forgot how to act Eight million stories out there, and theyre naked Cities is a pity, half of yall wont make it Me, I gotta plug, Special Ed I Got It Made If Jeezy payin LeBron, Im paying Dwyane 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, Im from the Empire State thats In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh Theres nothing you cant do, now youre in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York New York, New York Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick The sidelines is blind with casualties Who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse Dont bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the in crowd Now youre in style, end of 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 cities 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, youre a virgin And Jesus cant 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 an Ambien In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of Theres nothing you cant do, now youre in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York New York, New York 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 yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come on, come on) In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh Theres nothing you cant do, now youre in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York New York, New York
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 05:22:14 +0000
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