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(part.: Alicia Keys)
Yeah, Yeah, Im'ma up at FBrooklyn, now Im down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, But i?ll be hood forever
I?m the new Bmaj7Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in FHarlem , all of my dominicanos
Right there up on broadway, brought me back to that McDonalds
Took it to my stash spot, Five Sixty Stage street
Catch me in the kitchen like a simmons whipping pastry
Cruising down F8th street, off white lexus
Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
Me I?m up at Bedsty, home of that boy Biggie
Now i live on billboard, and i brought my boys with me
Say wat up to FTy Ty, still sipping Malta
Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
N-gga I be Bbspiked out, I can trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are Fmade of
Theres nothing you can?t do,
Now you?re in New York,
These streets will make you feel Fbrand new,
The lights will inspire you,
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York
I made you hot n-gga
Catch me at the FX 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 aint a crip tho
But i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though
welcome to the Fmelting pot, corners where we selling rocks
Afrika Bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act
Eight million Fstories out there and their naked
Cities is a pity half of y?all won?t make it
Me i gotta plug a special and i got it made
If Jesus payin LeBron, I?m paying Dwayne Wade
Three dice Cee-Lo, three card marley
Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue of BbLiberty, long live the World trade
Long live the king yo, I?m from the empire state that's
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FLights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
Blind with casualties,who sipping life casually
Then gradually become worse, don?t bite the apple Eve
FCaught up in the in crowd, now your in-style
And in 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
FMommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin
And Jesus can?t save you life starts when the church ends
FCame here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
BbMDMA got you feeling like a champion
The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien
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BOne hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
CNo place in the World that can compare
D#mPut your lighters in the air, everybody say Bbyeah
Come on, come, yeah
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