Empire State of Mind

Yeah, I’mma up at 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

Yeah they love me everywhere

I used to cop in Harlem

All of my dominicanos

Right there up on broad way

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 8th street

Off white Lexus

Driving so slow but BK is from Texas

Me I’m up at Beasty

Home of that boy Biggie

Now I live on billboard

And I brought my boys with me

Say wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta

Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives

***** I be spiked out, I can trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There’s nothing 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 here 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 ain’t a Crip though

But I got a gang of i-ggas walking with my click though

Welcome to the melting pot

Corners where we selling rocks

Africa bambaataa ****

Home of the hip hop

Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back

For foreigners it ain’t fitted they forgot how to act

8 million stories out there and their naked

Cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it

Me I gotta plug Special Ed “I got it made”

If Jesus paying LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade

3 dice cee-lo

3 card Marley

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

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There’s nothing 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 here it for New York, New York, New York

Lights 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

Caught 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

Mommy took a bus trip and 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 your 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 a Ambien

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There’s nothing 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 here 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

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There’s nothing 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 here it for New York, New York, New York