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"Empire State Of Mind (Part II) Broken Down"
Ooooh, New York!
Ooooh, New York!
Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean
If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway
Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from 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
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God
Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge
I'ma make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from 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
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
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! Yeah! 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
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! 
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Im from Korea, but I gotta say this song is awesome
호호호
🇺🇸🤝🇰🇷
Im from California, but I gotta say this song is awesome
i dont liek ny at all but this song is good
Same
Dominick dbarnsford friends
@@oldsmlreupload1578 why don't u like it
This song is mad lit I can hit these notes I love the song Brooklyn New York all day
Im from Puerto Rico, but I gotta say this song is awesome
New Yorkers hype music.🎧🎶
Ah, yes.
I'm from England but I gotta say this song is awesome
This exactly what i need
if you're watching this in 2021 you're a legend 😳
Absolutely superb magnificent and brilliance
sick man its great
abril 2023 listen great song instrumental
Everytime I hear this I think of the Twin Towers
lmao
I love NYC ❤️❤️❤️
I
me till 0:57
oh kay? dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun pum pum pum
then finally at 0:59 NEW YORK!!!!! something something
im like thank god
São Paulo, NYC, London, Singapour and Tokyo: the same heart around thé world
In ney York Ik u see me ballin
is there a version without chorus vocals (alicia) as well?
Have copyright this instrumental??? Tiene copyright este instrumental??
thanks mate
Yeah
Yeah I'm out that 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 Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State St
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St, off white Lexus
Drivin' 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 five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee (come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new (new)
Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (come on)
New York (yeah), New York (uh) (I made you hot)
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then 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 sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa 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 act
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (come on, come on, come on)
Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (come on)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy 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 feelin' like a champion (come on, come on, come on)
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (come on)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty
No place in the world that could compare
Put your lighters in the air everybody say
"Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah"
In New York (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York (come on)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
I gave up a long time ago, didnt know i lost the battle and not the war, so i got up like a fallen domino, called dominos and said I'm back to all my bros, started deliveries and 9 AM, waking up like I dont like this shit, but if it pays the bills then i guess i need to get it, its either thst or be patheitic but little did i know at the time i was neglecting my inner intelect
taken from, I found love on a two way street. stacy lattisaw
New York all day!!! /3!TCH
This proves why NYC is such a great city these days
Slow it down
Blend with Anita Baker's angel
2018?
Makin pancakes making bacon pancakes!
🤣🤣🤣
Can I use this instrumental beat?
Yeah, I'm out that 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, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St, off-white Lexus
Drivin' 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 five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee (come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new (new)
Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (come on)
New York (yeah), New York (uh) (I made you hot, nigga)
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then 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 sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa 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 act
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (come on, come on, come on)
Long live the king yo, I'm from the Empire State that's
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (come on)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy 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 feelin' like a champion (come on, come on, come on)
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York (ayy, oh) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (come on)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city (uh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh)
No place in the world that could compare
Put your lighters in the air everybody say
"Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah"
In New York (uh, yeah)
OMG.
How do I download
J'entends des cris dehors, j'entends des cris dedans
Yeah
Ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Même si t'as tout fait pour les gens, à la moindre dispute, ils oublieront
Déçu de ceux qui rampent, on veut d'la soupe, il faut des sous qui rentrent
C'est l'souk, j'veux pas d'une zouz exubérante qui zouke
Sinon j'devrais couper le souffle aux soupirants
Ils m'supplieront d'les épargner mais j'suis pas économe
Eh connards, laissez parler les vrais bonhommes
Tu sais, tant qu'un frère a du cœur, j'ai rien à foutre de ses stats'
On a passé l'stade de s'demander qui sait s'tape
On s'estime et les doutes s'estompent
J'suis pas assez stable, sista, cesse donc d'envier ces stars
Au fond du trou, à part le ciel, tu veux qu'j'me tourne vers qui
Envie d'repartir à zéro comme un converti
Le traître négocie les trêves, le journaliste grossit les traits
Comme un coké, que connait-il d'la philosophie des gosses illettrés
Sait-il c'qu'il s'passe chaque fois qu'un petit s'fait renvoyer
Connaît-il la souffrance de l'enfance de mes petites sœurs en foyer
Comme mon homonyme, des cicatrices, j'en ai bezef
Même avec les cordes vocales coupées, je serais un mec de parole
J'me retourne dans mon lit en m'demandant si j'dois les baiser
Vu qu'la nuit porte conseil, j'me lève avec le barreau
Ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
J'suis prêt à les ken, t'as ma role-pa
L'amour est mort en bas, ils m'auront pas
Check
Entends-tu les cris dehors parmi les crimes et les hors-la-loi
Combien sont morts impatients devant l'horloge, moi
J'suis qu'un passant qui te décrit ce décor-là
J'me sens comme Maupassant quand il écrivait Le Horla
J'entends les cris dehors parmi les crimes et les hors-la-loi
Combien sont morts impatients devant l'horloge, moi
J'suis qu'un passant qui te décrit ce décor-là
J'me sens comme Maupassant quand il écrivait Le Horla
J'me sens hypocrite, j'plonge dans les tentations volontairement (ouais)
Un péché en plus, un billet en moins
J'tue doucement la concurrence, tous habillés en noir
On n'a pas l'temps d'attendre ton enterrement
J'pense à ceux qu'on s'est mis à dos, j'vois mon seum s'émietter
C'est mieux de s'aimer que sortir le semi-auto'
On est tous responsables, en partie, du monde que l'on bâtit
L'égoïsme et le manque d'empathie, tout le monde en pâtit
C'qu'on vole, on le reperd, de quoi tomber pour recel dans le repère
Dans la jungle urbaine, sous tenue camouflage pour qu'on me repère
J'ai percé en indé', j'suis frais
C'monde est régi par des chiffres et, pour comprendre, faut déchiffrer
Ton patron t'a jeté, tu galères pour t'acheter
Les nouvelles paires en étant berné par les reportages télé
Tu vis dans un monde où l'État peut te piller ou t'épier
T'as pigé, en regardant un dollar, garde un œil sur tes billets
J'suis comme Broly, j'deviens paro dès qu'ça parle de carotte
Pour un taro exceptionnel, un type peut t'sectionner la carotide
Direct au cimetière, y a pas de sot métier, sauf flic
Si y avait pas d'trafic, y aurait qu'des émeutiers
Pour ça qu'ils laissent faire, ouais
Hey, t'as ma role-pa (bah ouais)
L'amour est mort en bas, ils m'auront pas (non, non, non, non, non, yeah)
Entends-tu les cris dehors parmi les crimes et les hors-la-loi
Combien sont morts impatients devant l'horloge, moi
J'suis qu'un passant qui te décrit ce décor-là
J'me sens comme Maupassant quand il écrivait Le Horla
J'entends les cris dehors parmi les crimes et les hors-la-loi
Combien sont morts impatients devant l'horloge, moi
J'suis qu'un passant qui te décrit ce décor-là
J'me sens comme Maupassant quand il écrivait Le Horla
J'entends des cris dehors
Ouais
Ouais, ouais
Ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Have copyright????
Whenever New Yorkers get mad about how Cali got Next Episode, we just listen to this, and remind ourselves that east Coast rap is better
was raised in queens /, was born in Harlem /, now I'm down in Georgia dancing with the devil came back home / I’ll be hood forever /I'm the new Sinatra / just gotta get to mine DeNiro/
since I made it here /I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere / rocking out these nikes / I used to cop nicks in Harlem/ hola to my Puerto Rican / Right there up on Broadway brought me back to them younger days / use to go down on 116th street / use to be my dope house / Catch me in the kitchen like a Martha whippin' up pastry / I'm out in Bed-Stuy,/ met a fine bitch with some thick thighs/ home of that boy Biggie / get her saying baby baby / thinking about sitting on that court side / sipping on that Henny watching the knicks and bulls play / you could tell my attitude where I’m definitely from / In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
jungle boys /walking on concrete floors where dreams are made of /nothing we can’t do / their no key to the streets but a home key / silence away from the noise like in these streets / unless we allow them in like the streets / catch me at the bx with OG smoking out of these spliffs / she thought I would bleed blue but I ain’t crip love / color i rep is white red and blue damn big pun we gotta punish her / I know gang of niggah but I rather walk alone with my pole like billy the kid then Clyde got caught with a snake and A hoe that always wanna try new things /star always shinning on the amour of boys that they think can be there king that blinding, girls need blinders and safe / so they could loosen / so they step out of the sidelines let down pride / it becomes worse did eve eat the apples who really leads / Caught up in the in-crowd, fall to winter while leaf fall /
End of the winter gets cold / her skin out/ city of the sin / good girls gone wild / mommy took a different route / he play a tune she went looney tune / now she got her bust out / everybody was trying to hop on her like bud route / Hail Mary she keep taken the food right out my mouth / to the city is she a virgin / church open doors to people who putting a buck / Jesus is alive then show me the light / my city never sleeps just as Jesus walks out his sleep so watch my city grind to night to morning morning to night / stop the looting / stop the shooting / no vanity / got the logic of Ebonics / damn her body is Ebonic / she collection of paradox’s / beauty queens keep your tiara high never let them fall
I hear a lagging echo.... whats with that??
musica top
♋♌❤️🖤🗽🔑🔐
Bacon pancakes making bacon pancakes, get some bacon and I put it in a pancake. Bacon pancakes that’s what It’s gonna make bacon pancakessssssssss
@WunderRiot Your Welcome i got you the first top comment!
@THESPMIXuniverse that was the smartest comment ive ever heard lol
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 (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St, off-white Lexus
Drivin' 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 five
Nigga, I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee (come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new (new)
Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh) (I made you hot, nigga)
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 sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa 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 act
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (come on, come on, come on)
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State that's
In New York (ayy) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip the 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, it's a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy 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 feelin' like a champion (come on, come on, come on)
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York (ayy, oh) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city (uh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh)
No place in the world that could compare (nah)
Put your lighters in the air everybody say
"Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah" (I'm from New York)
In New York (uh, yeah) (ohh)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
@WunderRiot iof not for JayZ this take would have never got produced..
Bacon pancakes making bacon pancakes~
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 a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th Street, off-white Lexus
Drivin' 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'm most definitely from
[Chorus: Alicia Keys & Jay-Z]
In New York (Ayy, aha) (Uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (Yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (Yeah) (Okay)
Now you're in New York (Aha, aha, aha) (Uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new (New)
Big lights will inspire you (Come on) (Okay)
Let's hear it for New York (You welcome, OG) (Uh)
New York (Yeah), New York (Uh) (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 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 meltin' pot, corners where we sellin' 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' Dwyane Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three-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
[Chorus: Alicia Keys & Jay-Z]
In New York (Ayy) (Uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (That boy good) (Okay)
Now you're in New York (Welcome to the bright lights, baby) (Uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new
Big lights will inspire you (Okay)
Let's hear it for New York (Uh)
New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
Lined with casualties who sip the 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 feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you a Ambien
[Chorus: Alicia Keys & Jay-Z]
In New York (Ayy, ow) (Uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (Okay)
Now you're in New York (Uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new
Big lights will inspire you (Okay)
Let's hear it for New York (Uh)
New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
[Bridge: Alicia Keys]
One hand in the air for the big city (Oh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (Oh)
No place in the world that could compare (Nah)
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
"Yeah, yeah" (Come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah" (Come on)
[Chorus: Alicia Keys]
In New York (Uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (Okay)
Now you're in New York (Uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new
Big lights will inspire you (Okay)
Let's hear it for New York (Uh)
New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
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“EMPIRE STATE OF MIND” TRACK INFO
FeaturingAlicia Keys
Produced ByJanet Sewell, Angela Hunte & Al Shux
Written ByAl Shux, Angela Hunte, Janet Sewell, Sylvia Robinson, Bert Keyes, Alicia Keys & JAY-Z
Release DateOctober 20, 2009
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COMMENTS
HovBreezyFlackoX 342
8 years ago
It’s unbelievable how a song can tell u so much about a place .. Every time when i listen to it it’s like im really in new york and realize how fuckin much i love dis placeee
+203 UPVOTES
uzipr3d4t0r 1,071
6 years ago
Concrete jungles wet dream tomatoooooooo
+155 UPVOTES
thepatriot134 181
5 years ago
I listen to this song every year on September 11th which is today.
+60 UPVOTES
cedric86 56
5 years ago
first time in NY, I heard this song, almost brought tears to my eyes
+51 UPVOTES
Nolalander 46
8 years ago
Great parsing of this powerful ode to the city where dreams are made and broken.
+39 UPVOTES
bro copied the whole reddit page 😭
It’s three card monte, not three card Marley…..idiot
Download link?
mix this with biggie smalls juicy
@TheSuperchicken2000 And .......
Im from Cuban
dun dnu dun dun dun dun dun bom bom bom
Who here in 2024 ???
the fact they stolen defari beat...never allow me to fully appreciate this song
i know its instrumental but without the words it sounds repetitive (idk the spelling sorry)
Not really familiar with what an "instrumental version" of a track is, eh?
Low key savage naming the song (Alicia Keys - empire state of mind) yall didn't even feature jay z in his own song
couniamanmanw!!
*Not* instrumental 🙄
this sounds chopped and screwed man
I think the rap is SOOOO much better
Tao vẫn còn đang viết mà /Mix vần như barista
@jl183672 Let loose from the fucking noose
And you know that I’m like Van Gogh
An artist, very honest, but not very modest
bacon pancakes!
Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior
Hermes link could feed a village in Liberia
TMZ taking pictures causin' mad hysteria
Momma see me on BET and started tearin' up
I'mma start killin' niggas
How you get that tribe
I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life
Uncle used to skim work sellin' Nicks at night
I was only 8 years old watching Nick at Nite
Uncle psycho was in that bathroom buggin'!
Knife to his guts
Hope Daddy don't cut him
Suicidal thoughts brought to me with no advisory
He was pitchin' dummy selling fiends mad ivory
Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad!
She was poppin' pills like rappers in society
I fuck yo bitch for the irony
I'll send Meechy at yo hoe if yo bitch keep eyeing me
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
I'mma explain why you probably never seen me
I'm in a sunken place, no Instagram or watchin' TV
I think I trade my breakfast lunch and dinner for some kitty
Please believe me I see RiRi, I'mma eat it like panini
I go dump up in the bar, hit the walls like graffiti
Indian burns all up on a nigga wee-wee
I think I need a foursome, Bella, Kendall, Gigi
It'd be easy if Reneezy hook it all up on the leezy
I go crazy in my yeezy, Kirk Neezy on the beat
I told 'em that we finna glow up in the street
Rappers talk subliminal but they don't talk to me
Put 'em in a Jersey Shore like Pauly D
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
R.I.P Jay Z
@MattyDoggVEVO Can't spell.
@WunderRiot true that......pac would be better
i personally think old jay-z was better
wtf, the quality is shit
This song reminds me of 9/11
"the quality is shit" utube converts all videos to a certain bitrate, so if songs say "high quality" they're not, noob
eminem beats all
WTF is that s#it?!