Yeah, yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn.
Now I'm down in Tribeca,
right next to the narrow,
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 Demi Nicanos right there up on Broadway.
Pull me back to that McDonald's,
took it to my Snatch Bar.
560 State Street, catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry,
cruisin' down A Street, off white Lexus, drivin' so slow but BK is from Texas,
me and my vet,
Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie,
now I live on Billboard,
and I brought my boys with me,
say what up to Ty-Ty, still tippin' my ties,
sittin' court side, Nixonettes give me high-five,
nigga I be spiked out,
I could trip a referee,
tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from New York!
I'm great, young, young with dreams to make,
oh
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
New lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York
New York, New York
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Yankee game * I made the Yankee hat more famous than the Yankee King
You should know I bleed blue but I ain't a crypto
But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we selling rock
Africa been by the *,
home of the hip hop
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cap, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair they act like they forgot how to act
8 million stories, out there in the naked
City it's a pity hat but y'all won't make it
Me I got a plug special where I got it made
If Jesus paying LeBron,
I'm paying to Wayne Wade.
Three dice, CeeLo.
Three card, Marley.
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...
In Judo!
Yeah.
I'm great jungle with dreams and play-doh.
That
boy good.
Now you're in Judo!
Welcome to the bright life,
babe.
These streets will make you feel brand new.
Big lights will inspire you.
Let's hear it for New York,
New York, New York.
Lights is blinding.
Girls need blinders.
So take a step out of bounds quick.
The sidelines is lined with casualties
who sip the life casually and gradually become worse.
Don't bite the apple,
Eve.
Caught up in the in crowd.
Now you're in style.
Winter gets cold in Vogue with your skin out.
City of sin, it's a pity on a whim.
Good girls gone bad,
the city's filled with them.
Mommy took a bus trip,
now she got a bus stop.
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.
Empty in Maine, got you feeling like a champion.
Never sleep better slip you a ambient
These streets will make you feel brand new big lights will inspire you
one hand in the air for the big city,
streetlights big dreams all looking pretty
no place in the world that could compare,
put your lighters in the air everybody say yeah
Unless you're in a sneegee ride and need a little help,
thisoise heaven These streets will make you feel brand-new,