Jay-Z]
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yeah
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Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn.
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Now I'm down in Tribeca.
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Right next to DeNiro
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But I'll be hood forever
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I'm the new Sinatra
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And since I made it here
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I can make it anywhere
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(Yeah they love me everywhere)
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I used to cop in Harlem
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All of my Dominicanos (Hey yo)
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Right there off of Broadway
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Brought me back to that McDonalds
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Took it to my stash spot
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560 State Street
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Catch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping Pastry
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Cruising down 8th street
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Off-white Lexus
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Driving so slow
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(but BK, it's from Texas!!)
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Me I'm out that BedStuy
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Home of that boy Biggie
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now I live on Billboard
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and I brought my boys with me
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Say what up to Ta-ta
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Still sipping Mai Tais
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Sitting courtside
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Knicks and Nets give me high-5
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N**ga, I be Spiked out
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I could trip a referee
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...tell by my attitude that I'm MOST DEFINITELY FROM...
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[Alicia Keys]
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New York!!!!
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
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There's nothing you can’t do,
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Now you're in New York!!!
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These streets will make you feel brand new,
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the lights will inspire you,
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Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
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[Jay-Z]
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I made you hot n-gga,
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Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,
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sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can,
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you should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho,
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but I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,
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welcome to the melting pot,
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corners where we selling rocks,
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Afrika bambaataa sh-t,
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home of the hip hop,
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yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,
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for foreigners it ain't fitted act like they forgot how to act,
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8 million stories out there and they're naked,
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city it's a pity half of y’all won’t make it,
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me I gotta plug a special and I got it made,
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If Jeezy's payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
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3 dice cee-lo
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3 card marley,
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Labor Day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
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Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade,
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long live the king yo,
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I’m from the Empire State thats…
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[Alicia Keys]
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In New York!!!!
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
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There's nothing you can’t do,
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Now you're in New York!!!
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These streets will make you feel brand new,
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the lights will inspire you,
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Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
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Welcome to the bright light..
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[Jay-Z]
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Lights is blinding,
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girls need blinders
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so they can step out of bounds quick,
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the side lines is blind with casualties,
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who sip the lite casually, then gradually become worse,
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don’t bite the apple Eve,
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caught up in the in crowd,
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now you're in-style,
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and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,
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the city of sin is a pity on a whim.
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good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them,
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Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,
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everybody ride her, just like a bus route,
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Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin,
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and Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends,
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came here for school, graduated to the high life,
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ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,
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MDMA got you feeling like a champion,
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the city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien
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[Alicia Keys]
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New York!!!!
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
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There's nothing you can’t do,
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Now you're in New York!!!
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These streets will make you feel brand new,
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the lights will inspire you,
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Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
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[Alicia Keys]
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One hand in the air for the big city,
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Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
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no place in the World that can compare,
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Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh
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come on, come,
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yeah,
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[Alicia Keys]
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New York!!!!
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
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There's nothing you can’t do,
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Now you're in New York!!!
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These streets will make you feel brand new,
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the lights will inspire you,
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Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
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[End]
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Jay-Z & Alicia Keys - Empire State Of Mind ( Album Version DRM )
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| Alicia Keys/Jay-Z |
