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Empire State Of Mind

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Empire State Of Mind

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Yeah

Yeah I'm out that 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 (Hey yo)

Right there off of Broadway

Brought me back to that Mcdonalds

Took it to my stash spot

560 State Street

Catch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping Pastry

Cruising down 8th street

Off-white Lexus

Driving so slow

(But Bk, it's from Texas!!)

Me I'm out that Bedstuy

Home of that boy Biggie

Now I live on Billboard

And I brought my boys with me

Say what up to Ta-ta

Still sipping Mai Tais

Sitting courtside

Knicks and Nets give me high-5

N**ga, I be Spiked out

I could trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I'm Most Definitely From

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 n-gga

Catch me at the X with Og at a Yankee game

Sh-t 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 n-ggas

Walking with my clique though

Welcome to the melting pot

Corners where we selling rocks

Afrika bambaataa sh-t

Home of the hip hop

Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back

For foreigners it ain't fitted act like

They forgot how to act

8 million stories out there and they're naked

City it's a pity

Half of y'all won't make it

Me I gotta plug a special and I got it made

If Jeezy's payin Lebron

I'm paying Dwayne Wade

3 dice cee-lo, 3 card marley

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 thats

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

Lights is blinding

Girls need blinders

So they can step out of bounds quick

The side lines is blind with casualties

Who sip the lite 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 and now she got her bust out

Everybody ride her, just like a bus route

Hail Mary to the city your 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

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

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

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

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