作词 : Shawn Carter/Al Shuckburgh/J. Sewell-Ulepic/A. Hunte/Alicia Keys/Bobby B. Keyes/Sylvia Robinson
作曲 : Shawn Carter/Al Shuckburgh/J. Sewell-Ulepic/A. Hunte/Alicia Keys/Bobby B. Keyes/Sylvia Robinson
Yeah Imma up at Brooklyn now Im 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 anywherethey love me everywhere
I used to cop in harlem all of my dominicanos
Right there up on broadway brought me back to that McDonalds
Took it to my stash spot five sixty stage street
Catch me in the kitchen like a simmons whipping pastry
Cruising down 8th street off white lexus
Driving so slow but BK is from texas
Me I'm up at Bedsty home of that boy biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say wat up to ty ty still sipping Malta
Sitting courtside Knicks and nets give me high fives
N*gga 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 of
Theres nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Let's here it for New York New York New York
I made you hot n*gga
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
S*it I made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can
You should know I bleed blue but I aint a crip tho
But I got a gang of n*ggas walking with my click though
Welcome to the melting pot corners where we selling rocks
Afrika bambaataa s*it home of the hip hop
Yellow cap gypsy cap dollar cab holla back
For foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act
8 million stories out there and their naked
Cities is a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me I gotta plug a special and I got it made
If Jesus payin LeBron I'm paying Dwayne Wade
3 dice ceelo 3 card marley
Labor day parade rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty long live the World trade
Long live the king I'm from the empire state thats
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
Theres nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Let's here it for New York New York New York
Lights is blinding girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick
The side lines is blind with casualties
Who sipping life casually then gradually become worse
Don't bite the apple eve caught up in the in crowd
Now your 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 cities filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin
And Jesus can't save you life starts when the church ends
Came here for school graduated to the high life
Ball players 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 of
Theres nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Let's here 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)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
Theres nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Let's here it for New York New York New York