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