EMPIRE STATE OF MIND

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 could 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 the Simmon's whippin' Pastry Cruisin' 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 TyTy Still sippin' Mai Tai's Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets Give me high 5 Nigga 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 The streets will make you feel Brand new The lights will inspire you Lets hear it for (You welcome OG-) New York, New York New York (I made you hot nigga!) Catch me at the X With OG at a Yankee game Shit 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 gotta gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the meltin' pot Corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit 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 got a plug Special Ed I got It Made If Jeezy's payin Leborn I'm payin' Dwayne Wade Three dice Cee-lo 3-card Molly 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) eyyyyyy Concrete Jungle Where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do (That boy good...) Now You're in New York The streets will make you (welcome to the bright lights baby...) feel brand new The lights will inspire you Lets hear it for New York, New York New York Lights is blinding Girls need blinders Or they could step out of bounds Quick The sidelines is Lined with casualties Who sip the light casually Then gradually become worse Don't bite the apple Eve Caught up in the in-crowd Now you're in style Anna Wintour gets cold In vogue with your skin out City of sin It's 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 feeling like a champion The city never sleeps Better slip you an Ambien... New York Concrete Jungle Where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now You're in New York The streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Lets 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 can compare Put your lighters in the air everybody say yeah yeah I'm from New York Concrete Jungle Where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now You're in New York The streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Lets hear it for New York, New York New York