Empire State Of Mind
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โฑ๏ธ 4:38 duration
๐ ID: 2452034
๐ Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, 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, hola, my Dominicanos (dimelo!)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruising 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 Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
Nigga, I be spiked out, I could 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
Big 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
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 got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock
Afrika Bambaataa 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
Eight million stories out there in the naked
City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me? I gotta plug Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's 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 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
Big 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 sipping life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style
Into the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out
City of sin is 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 end
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
Big 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 looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air
Everybody say, "Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah" (come on)
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
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, 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, hola, my Dominicanos (dimelo!)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruising 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 Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
Nigga, I be spiked out, I could 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
Big 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
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 got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock
Afrika Bambaataa 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
Eight million stories out there in the naked
City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me? I gotta plug Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's 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 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
Big 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 sipping life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style
Into the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out
City of sin is 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 end
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
Big 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 looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air
Everybody say, "Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah" (come on)
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
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.31] Yeah
[00:10.15] Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
[00:13.28] Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
[00:15.83] I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
[00:18.66] I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
[00:21.55] I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dimelo!)
[00:24.29] Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
[00:26.92] Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
[00:29.86] Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin' pastry
[00:32.57] Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus
[00:35.16] Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
[00:38.07] Me? I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
[00:40.90] Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
[00:43.67] Say what up to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
[00:46.23] Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
[00:49.20] Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee
[00:51.87] Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
[00:54.65] In New York
[00:58.02] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[01:01.90] There's nothing you can't do
[01:05.05] Now you're in New York
[01:09.41] These streets will make you feel brand new
[01:13.07] Big lights will inspire you
[01:15.61] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[01:22.26] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
[01:25.28] Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
[01:27.99] You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
[01:30.97] But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
[01:33.30] Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock
[01:36.13] Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop
[01:39.01] Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
[01:41.51] For foreigners, it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add
[01:44.58] Eight million stories out there in the naked
[01:47.30] City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it
[01:49.95] Me? I gotta plug Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
[01:52.55] If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
[01:55.45] Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
[01:58.25] Labor Day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
[02:00.88] Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
[02:04.02] Long live the king, yo
[02:05.32] I'm from the Empire State that's
[02:06.93] In New York
[02:10.08] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[02:13.73] There's nothing you can't do
[02:16.71] Now you're in New York
[02:21.33] These streets will make you feel brand new
[02:25.03] Big lights will inspire you
[02:28.08] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[02:35.17] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
[02:37.65] So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
[02:40.70] Lined with casualties who sipping life casually
[02:43.03] Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple Eve
[02:46.37] Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style
[02:48.56] Into the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out
[02:51.85] City of sin is a pity on a whim
[02:54.13] Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
[02:56.95] Mami, took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
[02:59.94] Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
[03:02.50] Hail Mary to the city you're a virgin
[03:05.46] And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
[03:08.37] Came here for school, graduated to the high life
[03:11.21] Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
[03:13.78] MDMA got you feeling like a champion
[03:16.55] The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien
[03:18.81] In New York
[03:21.93] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[03:26.01] There's nothing you can't do
[03:28.97] Now you're in New York
[03:33.89] These streets will make you feel brand new
[03:37.09] Big lights will inspire you
[03:39.79] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[03:47.92] One hand in the air for the big city
[03:50.33] Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
[03:52.98] No place in the world that can compare
[03:55.95] Put your lighters in the air
[03:57.44] Everybody say, "Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on)
[04:00.50] "Yeah, yeah" (come on)
[04:02.99] In New York
[04:06.62] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[04:10.38] There's nothing you can't do
[04:13.25] Now you're in New York
[04:17.92] These streets will make you feel brand new
[04:21.41] Big lights will inspire you
[04:24.22] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[04:29.02]
[00:10.15] Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
[00:13.28] Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
[00:15.83] I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
[00:18.66] I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
[00:21.55] I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dimelo!)
[00:24.29] Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
[00:26.92] Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
[00:29.86] Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin' pastry
[00:32.57] Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus
[00:35.16] Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
[00:38.07] Me? I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
[00:40.90] Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
[00:43.67] Say what up to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
[00:46.23] Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
[00:49.20] Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee
[00:51.87] Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
[00:54.65] In New York
[00:58.02] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[01:01.90] There's nothing you can't do
[01:05.05] Now you're in New York
[01:09.41] These streets will make you feel brand new
[01:13.07] Big lights will inspire you
[01:15.61] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[01:22.26] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
[01:25.28] Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
[01:27.99] You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
[01:30.97] But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
[01:33.30] Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock
[01:36.13] Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop
[01:39.01] Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
[01:41.51] For foreigners, it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add
[01:44.58] Eight million stories out there in the naked
[01:47.30] City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it
[01:49.95] Me? I gotta plug Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
[01:52.55] If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
[01:55.45] Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
[01:58.25] Labor Day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
[02:00.88] Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
[02:04.02] Long live the king, yo
[02:05.32] I'm from the Empire State that's
[02:06.93] In New York
[02:10.08] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[02:13.73] There's nothing you can't do
[02:16.71] Now you're in New York
[02:21.33] These streets will make you feel brand new
[02:25.03] Big lights will inspire you
[02:28.08] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[02:35.17] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
[02:37.65] So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
[02:40.70] Lined with casualties who sipping life casually
[02:43.03] Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple Eve
[02:46.37] Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style
[02:48.56] Into the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out
[02:51.85] City of sin is a pity on a whim
[02:54.13] Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
[02:56.95] Mami, took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
[02:59.94] Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
[03:02.50] Hail Mary to the city you're a virgin
[03:05.46] And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
[03:08.37] Came here for school, graduated to the high life
[03:11.21] Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
[03:13.78] MDMA got you feeling like a champion
[03:16.55] The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien
[03:18.81] In New York
[03:21.93] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[03:26.01] There's nothing you can't do
[03:28.97] Now you're in New York
[03:33.89] These streets will make you feel brand new
[03:37.09] Big lights will inspire you
[03:39.79] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[03:47.92] One hand in the air for the big city
[03:50.33] Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
[03:52.98] No place in the world that can compare
[03:55.95] Put your lighters in the air
[03:57.44] Everybody say, "Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on)
[04:00.50] "Yeah, yeah" (come on)
[04:02.99] In New York
[04:06.62] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
[04:10.38] There's nothing you can't do
[04:13.25] Now you're in New York
[04:17.92] These streets will make you feel brand new
[04:21.41] Big lights will inspire you
[04:24.22] Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[04:29.02]