Jay-Z - Empire state of mind
Author And Composer: Janet Sewell, Angela Hunte, Shawn "Jay-Z" Carter, Sylvia Robinson, Burt Keyes and Alicia K
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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 De Niro
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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 – hola
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My Dominicanos (Dinero!)
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Right there up on Broadway
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Brought me back to that McDonald's
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Took it to my stash spot
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Five hundred and sixty State Street
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Catch me in the kitchen
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Like a Simmons whipping pastry
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Cruising down Eighth Street
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Off-white Lexus
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Driving so slow,
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But BK is from Texas
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Me? I'm out that Bed-Stuy
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Home of that boy Biggie
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Now I live on Billboard and
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I brought my boys with me
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Say what up to Ty Ty
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Still sipping Mai Tais
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Sitting courtside
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Knicks and Nets give me high fives
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Nigga, I be spiked out
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I could trip a referee
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Tell by my attitude that
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I'm most definitely from
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In New York (Ay, aha) (Uh, yeah)
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Concrete jungle (Yeah) where
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Dreams are made of
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There's nothing you can't
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Do (Yeah) (OK)
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Now you're in New York (Aha
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Aha, aha) (Uh, yeah)
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These streets will make you
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Feel brand-new (New)
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Big lights will inspire you
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(Come on) (OK)
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Let's hear it for New York
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(You welcome OG) (Uh)
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New York (Yeah)
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New York (Uh)
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(I made you hot, nigga)
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Catch me at the X with OG
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At a Yankee game
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Shit, I made the Yankee hat
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More famous than a Yankee can
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You should know I bleed blue
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But I ain't a Crip though
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But I got a gang of niggas
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Walking with my clique though
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Welcome to the melting pot
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Corners where we're selling rock
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Africa Bambaataa shit
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Home of the hip-hop
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Yellow cab, gypsy cab
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Dollar cab, holler back
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For foreigners, it ain't fair
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They act like they forgot
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How to add
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Eight million stories out
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There in the naked
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City, it's a pity half of
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Y'all won't make it
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Me? I gotta plug Special Ed
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"I Got It Made"
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If Jeezy's paying LeBron
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I'm paying Dwyane Wade
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Three dice cee-lo,
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Three-card Marley
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Labor Day Parade—rest in peace
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Bob Marley
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Statue of Liberty
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Long live the World Trade
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Long live the king
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Yo—I'm from the Empire State
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That's
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In New York (Ay) (Uh, yeah)
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Concrete jungle where dreams
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Are made of
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There's nothing you can't
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Do (That boy good) (OK)
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Now you're in New York
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(Welcome to the bright lights baby)
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(Uh, yeah)
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These streets will make you
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Feel brand-new
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Big lights will inspire you (OK)
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Let's hear it for New York (Uh)
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New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
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Lights is blinding
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Girls need blinders
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So they can step out
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Of bounds quick
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The side lines is
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Lined with casualties who
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Sip the life casually
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Then gradually become worse –
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Don't bite the apple
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Eve!
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Caught up in the in-crowd
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Now you're in-style
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Into the winter gets cold
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En vogue with your skin out
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City of sin is a pity on a whim
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Good girls gone bad
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The city's filled with them
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Mami, took a bus trip
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Now she got her bust out
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Everybody ride her
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Just like a bus route
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"Hail Mary" to the city
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You're a virgin
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And Jesus can't save you
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Life starts when the church end
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Came here for school
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Graduated to the high life
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Ball players, rap stars
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Addicted to the limelight
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MDMA got you
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Feeling like a champion
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The city never sleeps
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Better slip you're a Ambien
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In New York (Ay, ow) (Uh, yeah)
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Concrete jungle where dreams
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Are made of
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There's nothing you can't do (OK)
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Now you're in New York (Uh, yeah)
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These streets will make you
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Feel brand-new
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Big lights will inspire you (OK)
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Let's hear it for New York (Uh)
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New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
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One hand in the air for the
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Big city (Oh)
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Street lights, big dreams
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All looking pretty (Oh)
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No place in the world that
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Could compare (Nah)
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Put your lighters in the air
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Everybody say
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"Yeah, yeah" (Come on, come on)
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"Yeah, yeah" (Come on)
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In New York (Uh, yeah)
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Concrete jungle where dreams
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Are made of
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There's nothing you can't do (OK)
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Now you're in New York (Uh, yeah)
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These streets will make you
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Feel brand-new
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Big lights will inspire you (OK)
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Let's hear it for New York (Uh)
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New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
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