Empire State of Mind (Explicit version) - Jay-Z & Alicia Keys

Yeah

Yeah, I'm up at 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 Dominicanos

Right there up on Broadway

Brought me back to that McDonald's

Took it to my stash spot

560 State Street

Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin' pastry

Cruising down 8th Street

Off-white Lexus

Driving so slow but B.K. is from Texas

Me I’m up at Bed-Stuy

Home of that boy Biggie

Now I live on billboard

And I brought my boys with me

Say what up to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais

Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives

Nigga I be spiked out; I can trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from...

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

There's nothing you can't do

Now you're in 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

I made you hot nigga

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game

Shit, I made 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 niggas walkin' with my clique though

Welcome to the melting pot

Corners where we selling rock

Afrika Bambaataa shit

Home of the hip-hop

Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back

For foreigners it ain't fair they act like they forgot how to add

Eight million stories out there in the naked

City it's a pity half of y'all won't make it

Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I got it made"

If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade

Three dice Cee-lo

Three-card Monte

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 that's...

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

There's nothing you can't do

Now you’re in 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

Welcome to the bright light...

Lights is blinding

Girls need blinders

Or they can step out of bounds quick

The sidelines is lined with casualties

Who sipping 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 a 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 ends

Came here for school, graduated to the high life

Ballplayers, rap stars, addicted to the limelight

MDMA got you feeling like a champion

The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien

In New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

There's nothing you can’t do

Now you’re in 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

One hand in the air for the big city

Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty

No place in the world that can compare

Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh

Come on, come

Yeah

Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh

There's nothing you can't do

Now you're in New York

These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you