Jay-Z - Empire State

[Verse 1: Jay-Z] Yea 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, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's 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 with them 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's up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [Chorus: Alicia Keys] New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do out of 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 York [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 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 for, they act like they forgot how to act 8 million stories, out there in it 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 molly Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that's [Chorus:] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quic