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  • 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
    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 Bed-Stuy
    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
    Sittin` courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
    Nigga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee
    Tell by my attitude that I`m most definitely from¡¦

    ALICIA KEYS>
    In New York
    Concrete jungle where 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

    JAY-Z>
    I made you hot nigga
    Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
    Shit I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
    You should know I bleed blue, but I ain`t a crip though
    But I got a gang of niggas walking with my click though
    Welcome to the meltin` pot
    Corners where we sellin` rocks
    Afrika Bambaataa shit
    Home of the hip-hop
    Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back
    For foreigners it ain`t for, they act like they forgot how to act
    8 million stories out there and their naked
    City is a pity half of y`all won`t make it
    Me I gotta plug special Ed "I got it made"
    If Jesus payin` Lebron, I`m paying Dwayne Wade
    Three dice cee-lo, three card molly
    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¡¦

    ALICIA KEYS>
    In New York
    Concrete jungle where 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

    JAY-Z>
    Lights is blinding
    Girls need blinders
    So they can step out of bounds quick
    The side lines is blind with casualties
    Who sippin` 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 en vogue with your skin out
    The city of sin is 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 feeling like a champion
    The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

    ALICIA KEYS>
    In New York
    Concrete jungle where 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

    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 yeaa yeaa yeaa yeaa
    Come on, come on

    In New York
    Concrete jungle where 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