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点击复制Empire State Of Mind - Audio Idols
Yea
Yea 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 yea they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway pull me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox 560 State St
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St 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 whattup to Ty-Ty still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high five
N**** I be Spike'd out I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York New York
New York
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
S*** I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of n****s walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa s*** home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab gypsy cab dollar cab holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act
8 million stories out there in it naked
City is a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me I got a plug Special Ed"I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron I'm payin' Dwayne 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 St that's
In New York concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The 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
Lined with casualties who sip to 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
City of sin it's a pity on the wind
Good girls gone bad the city's 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 end
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 an Ambien
In New York concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The 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 lookin' pretty
No place in the world that could compare
Put your lighters in the air
Everybody say"yeaaaa yeaaa yeaaa yeaaaa"
In New York concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York New York
New York