(jay-z)
yeah,
yeah, imma up at brooklyn,
now im 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,
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 bedsty,
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,
n-gga i be spiked out, i can trip a referee,
tell by my attitude that i most definitely from…
(alicia keys)
new york,
i'm from where dreams are made of,
theres nothing you can't do,
now you're in new york,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for new york, new york, new york
(jay-z)
i made you hot n-gga,
catch me at the x with og at a yankee game,
sh-t i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can,
you should know i bleed blue, but i aint a crip tho,
but i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though,
welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we selling rocks,
afrika bambaataa sh-t,
home of the hip hop,
yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cap, holla back,
for foreigners it aint 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 a special and i got it made,
if jesus payin 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 thats…
(alicia keys)
new york,
i'm from where dreams are made of,
theres nothing you can't do,
now you're in new york,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for new york, new york, new york
(jay-z)
lights is blinding,
girls need blinders
so they can step out of bounds quick,
the side lines is blind with casualties,
? 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 of win,
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 rout
