Empire State of Mind (In the Style of Jay-Z & Alicia Keys) [Karaoke Lead Vocal Version] (Karaoke Lead Vocal Version)

Empire State of Mind (In the Style of Jay-Z & Alicia Keys) (Karaoke Lead Vocal Version) - The Karaoke Channel (卡拉OK頻道)

Yeah yeah

I'ma up at Brooklyn

Now I'm down in Tribeca

Right next to De Niro 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 McDonald's

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 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

Ni**a I be spiked out I can trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from

In New York concrete jungle

Where dreams are made up

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 ni**a)

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 *s

Walking with my clique though

Welcome to the melting pot

Corners where we selling rock

Afrika Bambaataa sh*t home of the hip hop

Yellow Cab Gypsy Cab Dollar Cab holla back

For foreigners that ain't fifty

Act like they forgot how to act

Eight million stories out there

And they're naked

Cities is a pity half of y'all won't make it

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

If Jeezy paying LeBron

I'm 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

I'm from the Empire State that's

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made up

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

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

Don't bite the apple

Eve caught up in the in crowd

Now you're 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 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 an Ambien

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made up

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 yeah yeah yeah yeah

(Come on come on)

In New York concrete jungle

Where dreams are made up

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