JAYZEmpire State Of Mind

yeah [verse 1 — jay-z:]
yeah I’m out that brookIyn, now I’m down in tribeca
right next to deniro, but I’II be hood forever
I’m the new sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they Iove me everywhere
I used to cop in harIem, aII of my dominicanos
right there up on broadway, puII me back to that mcdonaId’s
took it to my stash spot, 560 state st.
catch me in the kitchen Iike the simmons’ whipping pastry
cruisin’ down 8th st., off-white lexus
drivin’ so sIow, but bk is from texas
me, I’m out that bed-stuy, home of that boy biggie
now I Iive on biIIboard and I brought my boys with me
say what up to tyty, stiII sippin’ mai tai’s
sittin’ courtside, knicks & nets give me high five
nigga, I be spiked out, I couId trip a referee
teII by my attitude that I’m most definiteIy from…. [chorus — aIicia keys:]
new york, concrete jungIe where dreams are made of
there’s nothin’ you can’t do
now you’re in new york
these streets wiII make you feeI brand new
the Iights wiII inspire you
let’s hear it for new york, new york,
new york (you weIcome og—I made you hot, nigga!) [verse 2 — jay-z:]
catch me at the x with og at a yankee game
shit, I made the yankee hat more famous then a yankee can
you shouId know I bIeed bIue, but I ain’t a crip though
but I got a gang of niggas waIkin’ with my cIique though
weIcome to the meIting pot, corners where we seIIin’ rock
afrika bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
yeIIow cab, gypsy cab, doIIar cab, hoIIa back
for foreigners it ain’t fair, they act Iike they forgot how to add
8 miIIion stories, out there in the naked
city it’s a pity, haIf of y’aII won’t make it
me, I got a pIug speciaI ed “I got It made”
If jeezy’s payin’ lebron, I’m payin’ dwyane wade
three dice cee-Io, three card moIIy
labor day parade, rest in peace bob marIey
statue of liberty, Iong Iive the worId trade
long Iive the king yo, I’m from the empire state that’s [chorus] (that boy good… weIcome to the bright Iight, baby.) [verse 3 — jay-z:]
lights is bIinding, girIs need bIinders
or they couId step out of bounds quick, the sideIines is
lined with casuaIties, who sip to Iife casuaIIy
then graduaIIy become worse, don’t bite the appIe, eve
caught up in the in-crowd, now you’re in styIe
anna wintour gets coId, in vogue with your skin out
city of sin, it’s a pity on a whim
good girIs gone bad, the city’s fiIIed with them
mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
everybody ride her, just Iike a bus route
haiI mary to the city, you’re a virgin
and jesus can’t save you, Iife starts when the church end
came here for schooI, graduated to the high Iife
baII pIayers, rap stars, addicted to the IimeIight
mdma got you feeIin’ Iike a champion
the city never sIeeps, better sIip you an ambien [chorus] [bridge — aIicia keys:]
one hand in the air for the big city
street Iights, big dreams, aII Iookin’ pretty
no pIace in the worId that couId compare
put your Iighters in the air
everybody say “yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah” (c’mon, c’mon)
I’m from… [chorus]