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 Yeah
 Yeah I'm out that  now I'm down in Tribeca
 Right next to Deniro, but I'll  hood forever
 I'm the  Sinatra, and since I made it here
 I can make it anywhere, yeah they  me everywhere
 I used to cop in Harlem, all  my Dominicano's
 Right there  on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
 Took it to  stashbox, 560 State Strett
 Catch me in the  like a Simmons with them pastries
 Cruisin' down 8th Street, off  Lexus
 Drivin'  slow, but BK is from Texas
 Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of  boy Biggie
 Now  live on billboard and I brought my boys with me
 Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin'  tai's
 Sittin' courtside, Knicks &  give me high five
 Nigga I be Spike'd  I could trip a referee
 Tell by my attitude that  most definitely from...
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are  of
 There's  you can't do
 Now you're in  York
 These streets will make you  brand new
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's hear it for New York, New 
 New York
 
 Catch me at the X with  at a Yankee game
 Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then  Yankee can
 You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a  though
 But I got a  of Niggas walkin' with my clique though
 Welcome to the melting pot, corners where  sellin' rock
 Africa Bambata shit,  of the hip-hop
 Yellow cab, gypsy  dollar cab, holla back
 For foreigners it ain't  they act like they forgot how to act
 Eight  stories, out there in it naked
 City is a pity,  of y'all won't make it
 Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It 
 If Jesus payin' Lebron,  payin' Dwayne Wade
  dice cee-lo, three card molly
 Labour Day Parade, rest in  Bob Marley
 Statue of Liberty, long live the  Trade
  live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that's
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where  are made of
 There's nothin'  can't do
 Now  in New York
 These streets will make  feel brand new
 Big lights will inspire 
 Let's  it for New York, New York,
 New York
 
  is blinding, girls need blinders
 So they can step out of bounds 
 The sidelines is, lined with casualties, who  to life casually
 Then gradually  worse, don't bite the apple leaf
 Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in 
 End  the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
 City of sin,  a pity on the wind
 Good girls gone bad, the city's  with them
 Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust 
 Everybody ride her, just like a  route
 Hail Mary to the city, you're  virgin
  Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
 Came here for school, graduated to the high 
 Ball  rap stars, addicted to the limelight
  got you feelin' like a champion
 The city never  better slip you an Ambien
 
 New York
  jungle where dreams are made of
 There's nothin' you can't 
 Now you're  New York
 These streets will  you feel brand new
  lights will inspire you
 Let's hear it for New York, New 
 New York
 
 One hand in the air for  big city
 Streetlights, big dreams,  lookin' pretty
 No  in the world that could compare
 Put your  in the air
 Everybody say "Yeah,  Yeah, Yeah"
 
 New York
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made 
 There's nothin' you can't 
  you're in New York
 These streets will make  feel brand new
 Big  will inspire you
  hear it for New York, New York,
 New York