(lyrics are written by Jay-Z and Alicia Keys) [Jay-Z]
Yeah, 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
Back up hold up
All of my Dominicanos
Right there off of Broadway
Shinning stars bright lights
Then you know its okay
Brought me to that McD
Taste as good as Bk's
Took it to my stash spot
560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping Pastry
Cruising down 8th street
Off-white Lexus
Driving so slow
(but BK, it's from Texas)
Me I'm out that BedStuy
Home of that boy Biggie
now I live on Billboard
and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to Ta-ta
Still sipping Mai Tais
Sitting courtside
Knicks and Nets give me high-5
Nigga, I be Spiked out
I could trip a referee
Past me by 5th Avenu
Money like crazy
And look at that theres my empire state
There aint nothin better so you must
Tell by my attitude that I'm MOST DEFINITELY FROM.

[Alicia Keys]
New York..
concrete jungles were dreams are made of,
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

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