Empire State Of Mind (Made Famous By Jay-Z Feat. Alicia Keys)

Future Hit Makers, Alicia Keys2010年5月1日
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Empire State Of Mind(Made Famous By Jay-Z) - Future Hit Makers/Alicia Keys (艾莉西亞·凱斯)

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

Hola 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 I'm out that 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 mai tais

Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives

Ni**a I be Spiked out, I can trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from

New York

 

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

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

 

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, though

But I got a gang of niggas 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 fair, they act like they forgot how to add

8 million stories out there in the naked

City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it

Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I Got It Made"

If Jeezy's paying LeBron, I'm paying Dwyane 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, that's:

New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

There's nothing you can't do

i love New York

These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you

Let's hear it for New York

 

Lights is blinding

Girls need blinders

So they can step out of bounds quick

The side lines is lined with casualties

Who sip the 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 'em

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, 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

New York

 

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

There's nothing you can't do

i love New York

 

These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you

Let's hear it for 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 "yea!"

 

New York

 

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

There's nothing you can't do

 

i love New York

 

These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you

Let's hear it for New York

 

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