Empire State Of Mind

Yeah, yeah, Ima up at Brooklyn, now Im down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but Ill be hood forever
Im 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 Dominicans
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, Im 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
*****, I be spiked out, I can trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I am most definitely from

In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
Theres nothing you cant do, now youre in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York
New York, New York
(I made you hot, *****)

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
****, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I aint a Crip though
But I got a gang of ****** walking with my clique, though

Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock
Afrika Bambaataa ****, home of the hip hop
Yellow Cab, Gypsy Cab, Dollar Cab, holla back
For foreigners it aint fair, they act like they forgot how to add

Eight million stories out there, and theyre naked
Cities is a pity, half of yall wont make it
Me, I gotta plug, Special Ed ' I Got It Made'
If Jeezy payin LeBron, Im 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, Im from the Empire State thats

In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
Theres nothing you cant do , now youre in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you, lets 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

Dont bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the in crowd
Now youre 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, youre a virgin
And Jesus cant 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
**** got you feeling like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
Theres nothing you cant do, now youre in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big 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 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 of
Theres nothing you cant do, now youre in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York
New York, New York