Jay Z ft Alicia Keys - Empire State Of Mind

By Drum Digital
10 February 2014

Collabs for Valentines Day.


[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

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 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

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 [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Sh*t, 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 niggaswalkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa sh*t, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't pretty 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 Jesus payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade

Three dice Cee-lo, three Card Marley

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


[Verse 3: Jay-Z]

Lights is blinding, girls need blinders

So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is

Lined with casualties, who sip to 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, in Vogue with your skin out

City of sin, it's 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 end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion

The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [Chorus] [Bridge: Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, 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"


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