[Intro: JAY-Z]
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Yeah
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[Verse 1: JAY-Z & Alicia Keys]
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Yeah, Im out that Brooklyn, now Im down in Tribeca
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Right next to De Niro, but Ill be hood forever
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Im the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
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I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
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I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (Dímelo)
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Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonalds
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Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
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Catch me in the kitchen, like a Simmons whippin pastry
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Cruisin down 8th Street, off-white Lexus
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Drivin so slow, but BK is from Texas
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Me? Im out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
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Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
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Say “What up?” to Ty Ty, still sippin Mai Tais
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Sittin courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives
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Nigga, I be spiked out (Come on), I could trip a referee (Come on)
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Tell by my attitude (Come on) that Im most definitely from
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[Chorus: Alicia Keys & JAY-Z]
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In New York (Ayy, uh, yeah; aha)
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Concrete jungle (Yeah) where dreams are made of
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Theres nothin you cant do (Yeah, okay)
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Now youre in New York (Aha, aha, aha; uh, yeah)
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These streets will make you feel brand-new (New)
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Big lights will inspire you (Come on, okay)
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Lets hear it for New York (You welcome, OG; uh)
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New York (Yeah), New York (Uh, I made you hot, nigga)
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[Verse 2: JAY-Z & Alicia Keys]
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Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
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Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
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You should know I bleed blue, but I aint a Crip though
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But I got a gang of niggas walkin with my clique though
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Welcome to the meltin pot, corners where we sellin rock
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Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop
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Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
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For foreigners, it aint fair, they act like they forgot how to add
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Eight million stories out there in the naked
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City, its a pity half of yall wont make it
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Me? I gotta plug Special Ed, “I Got It Made”
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If Jeezys payin LeBron, Im payin Dwyane Wade
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Three dice, Cee-lo, Three Card Monte
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Labor Day Parade, rest in peace, Bob Marley
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Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (Come on, come on)
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Long live the king, yo (Come on), Im from the Empire State, thats
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[Chorus: Alicia Keys & JAY-Z]
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In New York (Ayy; uh, yeah)
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
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Theres nothin you cant do (That boy good, okay)
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Now youre in New York (Uh, yeah, welcome to the bright lights, baby)
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These streets will make you feel brand-new
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Big lights will inspire you (Okay)
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Lets hear it for New York (Uh)
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New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
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[Verse 3: JAY-Z & Alicia Keys]
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Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
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Or they could step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
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Lined with casualties who sip the life casually
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Then gradually become worse, dont bite the apple, Eve
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Caught up in the in-crowd, now youre in-style
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Into the winter gets cold, 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, the citys filled with them
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Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
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Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
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“Hail Mary” to the city, youre a virgin
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And Jesus cant save you, life starts when the church end
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Came here for school, graduated to the high life
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Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
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MDMA (Come on) got you feelin like a champion (Come on)
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The city never sleeps (Come on), better slip you a Ambien
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[Chorus: Alicia Keys & JAY-Z]
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In New York (Ayy, ow, uh, yeah)
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
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Theres nothin you cant do (Okay)
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Now youre in New York (Uh, yeah)
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These streets will make you feel brand-new
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Big lights will inspire you (Okay)
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Lets hear it for New York (Uh)
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New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
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[Bridge: Alicia Keys]
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One hand in the air for the big city (Oh)
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Street lights, big dreams, all lookin pretty (Oh)
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No place in the world that could compare (Nah)
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Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
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“Yeah, yeah” (Come on, come on)
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“Yeah, yeah” (Come on)
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[Chorus: Alicia Keys]
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In New York (Uh, yeah, oh)
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
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Theres nothin you cant do (Okay)
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Now youre in New York (Uh, yeah, yeah)
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These streets will make you feel brand-new
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Big lights will inspire you (Okay)
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Lets hear it for New York (Uh)
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New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)
