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 Dominicano's
right up there on
Broadway
Pull me back to that
McDonald's
took it to my stashbox
560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen
like a Simmons
with them pastries
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 whatup to Ty-Ty
Still sippin' mai tai's
sittin' courtside
Knicks & Nets
give me high five
Jigga I be Spiked out
I could trip a referee
tell by my attitude
I am most definitely
from
New York
Concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
there's nothin'
you can't do
now you're in New York
These streets will make
you feel brand new
the 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
do I make 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 brothers walkin'
with my clique though
Welcome to the
melting pot
corners where we
sellin' rock
Africa Bambata
home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab
dollar cab, holla back
for foreigners it ain't
for they act like
they forgot how to act
Eight million stories
out there in it naked
city 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 payin' Dwayne Wade
Three dice Cee-lo
Three card Molly
Labour Day Parade
rest in peace
Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty
long live the World Trade
Long live the Kingdom
I'm from the Empire
State in New York
Concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
there's nothin'
you can't do
now you're in New York
These streets will make
you feel brand new
the 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 slip through life
casually then gradually
become worse
don't bite the apple Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd
now you're in style
and in the winter
gets cold, en vogue
with your skin out
The city of sin
is 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
Dub MHS
got you feelin'
like a champion
the city never sleeps
better slip you an Ambien
New York
concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
there's nothin'
you can't do
Now you're in
New York
These streets will make
you feel brand new
the lights will inspire you
let's hear it for New York
New York, New York
One hand in the air
for the big city
streetlights, big dreams
all lookin' pretty
No place in the world
that could compare
Put your lighters
in the air
everybody say
'Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah'
New York
concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
there's nothin'
you can't do
Now you're in
New York
These streets will make
you feel brand new
the lights will inspire you
let's hear it for New York
New York, New York