Empire State of Mind (Street Mix)

Empire State of Mind (Street Mix) - Power Music Workout

Yeah

Yeah I'm out that 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–hola 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 whippin' pastry

Cruisin' down 8th street off-white Lexus

Drivin' 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 sippin' Mai Tais

Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives

N***a I be spiked out I could trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

In New York ayy aha uh yeah

Concrete jungle yeah where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do yeah okay

Now you're in New York aha aha aha uh yeah

These streets will make you feel brand-new new

Big lights will inspire you come on okay

Let's hear it for New York you're welcome OG come on

New York yeah New York uh I made you hot n***a

Catch me at the X with OG at a yankee game

S**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 n***as walkin' with my clique though

Welcome to the meltin' pot corners where we sellin' rocks

Afrika Bambaataa s**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

Eight 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 payin' LeBron I'm payin' 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 ayy uh yeah

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do that boy good okay

Now you're in New York uh yeah

These streets will make you feel brand-new

Big lights will inspire you okay

Let's hear it for New York come on

New York yeah New York uh

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 when 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

Mami 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 feelin' like a champion

The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien

In New York ayy ah uh yeah

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do okay

Now you're in New York uh yeah

These streets will make you feel brand-new

Big lights will inspire you okay

Let's hear it for New York come on

New York yeah New York uh

One hand in the air for the big city

Street lights big dreams all lookin' pretty

No place in the world that could compare

Put your lighters in the air everybody say yeah come on

Yea yea

Come on

In New York uh yeah

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do okay

Now you're in New York uh yeah

These streets will make you feel brand-new

Big lights will inspire you okay

Let's hear it for New York come on

New York yeah New York uh