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Yeah Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, 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, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo) Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen like a Yeah Yeah, I'm up at 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 McDonald's Took it to my stash spot: 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin' pastry Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus Driving so slow, but is from Texas Now I'm up at 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 sippin' Mai Tais 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 most definitely from 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 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 walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair they act like they forgot how to add Eight million stories out there in the naked City it's a pity half of y'all won't make it Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I got it made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade Three-dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte 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 New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York (welcome to the bright lights, baby) These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York Welcome to the bright light Lights is blinding, girls need blinders Or they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is Lined with casualties who sipping 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 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 an Ambien 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 yeah Come on, come Yeah 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 YorkUh Oh-oh, come on Oh-oh, come on Yeah Ooh, New York Ooh, New York Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of
[Verse 1: Jay-Z] 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, hola my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonalds Took it to my stash spot, 560 State 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 out that 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 sipping mai tais Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga I be Spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from... [Hook: Alicia Keys] 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 [Interlude: Jay-Z] You're welcome OG, I made you hot, nigga [Verse 2: Jay-Z] 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 clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add 8 million stories out there in the naked City It's a pity half of y’all won’t make it Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's paying LeBron, I’m paying Dwyane Wade 3 dice Cee-lo, 3 card Monte 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: [Hook: Alicia Keys] 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 [Interlude: Jay-Z] That boy good... Welcome to the bright light, baby [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick The side lines is lined with casualties Who sip the 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 'em 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, you're 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 [Hook: Alicia Keys] 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 [Bridge: Alicia Keys] 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: "yeah!" [Hook] 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 YorkRise Lyrics: I won't just survive / Oh, you will see me thrive / Can't write my story / I'm beyond the archetype / I won't just conform / No matter how you shake my core / ’Cause my roots, they Yeah! Yeah, I′m out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, 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, hola, my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen, like a Simmons whipping pastry Cruisin′ down 8th street, off-white Lexus Drivin′ so slow, but BK is from Texas Me I'm out that 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 sippin′ Mai Tais Sittin' courtside, Knick′s and Nets give me high-fives I be spiked out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from In New York (ayy, aha) (uh, yeah) Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of There′s nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay) Now you′re in New York (aha, aha, aha) (uh, yeah) These streets will make you feel brand-new (new) Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay) Let′s hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh) (I made you hot, nigga) Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game That 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 walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the meltin′ pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners, it ain′t fair, they act like they forgot how to add Eight million stories out there in the naked City, it's a pity half of y'all won′t make it Me, I gotta plug Special Ed, "I Got It Made" If Jeezy′s payin' LeBron, I′m payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice Cee Lo, three card Monte Labour 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 New York (ayy) (uh, yeah) Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There′s nothin' you can't do (That boy good) (okay) Now you′re in New York (uh, yeah) (Welcome to the bright light, baby) These streets will make you feel brand-new Big lights will inspire you (okay) Let′s hear it for New York (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh) Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is Lined with casualties who sip the life casually Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve! Caught up in the in-crowd, now you′re in-style And when 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 Mami, 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 ends Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin′ like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you a Ambien In New York (ayy, ah) (uh, yeah) Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can′t do (okay) Now you′re in New York (uh, yeah) These streets will make you feel brand-new Big lights will inspire you (okay) Let's hear it for New York (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh) One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin′ pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air, everybody say "Yeah, yeah" (come on) "Yeah, yeah" (come on) In New York (uh, yeah) Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin′ you can't do (okay) Now you′re in New York (uh, yeah) These streets will make you feel brand-new Big lights will inspire you (okay) Let's hear it for New York (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh)Writer(s): Shawn C Carter, Alicia J Augello Cook, Robinson Sylvia, Angela Ann Hunte, Alexander William Shuckburgh, Bert Keyes, Jane't Sewell Lyrics powered by Nigga 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 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 Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York I made you hot nigga, Yeah, Yeah, I'ma up at 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 McDonald's 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 what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta Sitting court side Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga 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 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 Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York 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 melting pot Corners where we selling rocks Afrika bambaataa shit Home of the Hip Hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back, For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act 8 million stories out there and they're naked Cities is a pity half of y'all won't make it, Me, I gotta plug Special Ed "I got it made" If Jesus paying LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade, 3 dice Cee-lo 3 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 thats 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 Lets hear 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 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 Lets 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 yeah Come on, Come on Yeah 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 Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York
MrFlatstone's video "EMPIRE state of mind" Description: hi guys hope you had a good holloween in this video you will see everything from lindsy lohan in a robin costume ps every one has been dissing me about what kind of feet videos i make just it is up 2 u guys to vote on it should i do tikiling or should i do another mr hotdog mr marshmellow
Yeah, Jestem poza Brooklyn'em, teraz w głębi TriBeCa Tuż obok Deniro, ale będę w kapturze już zawsze Jestem nowym Sinatrą i od kiedy stworzyłem to tutaj Nie mogę zrobić tego gdziekolwiek, yeah kochają mnie wszędzie, Zwykłem być gliną w Harlem, wszystkich moich Dominikanów, Właśnie tam na Broadway'u, odwieź mnie do McDonald'a, Zabierz mnie do mojego StashBox'a, 560 State Street Złap mnie w kuchni jak Simmons z jego wypiekami. Uganiając się w głebi 8-ej ulicy, w białym Lexus'ie Jadąc wolno, ale BK (Burger King) jest z Texas'u, Jestem poza Bed-Stuy'em, domem tego chłopca Biggie'go Teraz żyję na Billboard'ach i zabrałem chłopców ze sobą, Zapytaj się co tam u Ty-Ty'a, nadal sączy Mai Tai'a? Zasiadając po stronie*, Knicks & Nets przybijcie piątkę Czarnuchu rozdam Spike'd, mogę wyjechać jako arbiter Tłumacząc moje nastawienie, że jestem niewątpliwie z... Nowego York'u Betonowej Dżungli gdzie rodzą się sny Nie ma czegoś, czego nie mógłbyś zrobić, Teraz jesteś w Nowym York'u (New York!) Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się jak nowy, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Złap mnie w X z OG w grze Yankee, Czy przysporzyłem Jankesowi (Yankee) więcej sławy niż Jankes mógł mieć, Powinieneś wiedzieć, że krwawię na niebiesko, ale nie jestem jednak Crip'em Ale miałem gang braci, chadzających z moim klikiem, Witamy w tyglu, kącie gdzie sprzedaże rządzą, Afrika Bambata dom hip-hop'u, Żółta taksówka, taksówka cyganów, dolarów, podwózkę? Dla cudzoziemców to nie dla nich, oni grają jakby zapomnieli jak grać 8 milionów historii, tam w tej nagości, Miasto jest w żałobie, połowa z nich nie zrobi tego mnie, Ja, miałem wtyczkę, specjalna edycja "I Got It Made" Jeśli Jezus płaci Lebron'owi, ja płacę Dwayn'owi Wade, Trzy kostki Cee-Lo, trzy karty Molly, Parada święta pracy, spoczywaj w pokoju Bob'ie Marley'u, Statua wolności, długiego życia World Trade, Długiego życia Kingdom, jestem z Empire St. to Nowego York'u Betonowej Dżungli gdzie rodzą się sny Nie ma czegoś, czego nie mógłbyś, Teraz jesteś w Nowym York'u (New York!) Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się jak nowy, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Światła oślepiają, dziewczyny potrzebują olśniewać, Więc oni muszą kroczyć szybko za granicę Boki są na podszewce z ofiar, które sączą życie mimochodem, Wtedy stopniowo stają się gorsze, nie gryź liścia jabłoni, Nadrabiając stratę w dobrym towarzystwie, teraz jesteś w modzie, Koniec mroźnej zimy, mody, z twoją skórą, Miasto grzechu, szkoda na wietrze grzeczne dziewczynki stają się złe, miasto wypełnia się nimi, Mama wyjechała na wycieczkę autobusową, teraz ją zniszczymy, Każdy po niej jedzie, jak na trasie autobusowej, ,Zdrowaś Mario' do miasta, jesteś dziewicą, I Jezus nie może cię uratować, życie zaczyna się gdy kończy się kościół, Przybądź tu do szkoły, przejdź do światowego życia, Piłkarze, raperzy, uzależnieni od świateł rampy, MDMA sprawi, że poczujesz się jak mistrz, Miasto nigdy nie śpi, lepiej wślizgnij się na Ambien, Nowego York'u Betonowej Dżungli gdzie rodzą się sny Nie ma czegoś, czego nie mógłbyś zrobić, Teraz jesteś w Nowym York'u (New York!) Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się jak nowy, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Jedna ręka w powietrzu dla dużego miasta, Latarnie uliczne, wielkie sny, wszystko wygląda ładnie, Nie ma miejsca na świecie, które mogłoby mu dorównać, Wznieście swoje zapalniczki w powietrzę, Każdy mówi: "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa" Nowego York'u Betonowej Dżungli gdzie rodzą się sny Nie możesz nic zrobić, Teraz jesteś w Nowym York'u (New York!) Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się jak nowy, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, *courtside - pierwsze rzędy widowni na meczach, głównie siedzą w nich gwiazdy, Vip-y Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York. [Interlude] I want you to pull your phones out. I want you to put them in the air, and I want you to put the lights on. Because we are in New YorkJestem poza Brooklyn'em, teraz w głębi TriBeCa w prawo, obok Deniro, ale będę wiecznie (Robin) Hood'em, Jestem nowym Sinatrą i od kiedy stworzyłem to tutaj nie mogę stworzyć tego nigdzie indziej, yea, oni kochają mnie wszędzie, zwykłem być gliną w Harlem wszystkich moich Dominikaninów, właśnie tam na Broadway'u, odwieź mnie do McDonald'a, zabierz mnie do mojego StashBox'u, 560 State St. złap mnie w kuchni jak Simmons z jego ciastem, uganiając się w głebi 8 ulicy w białym Lexus'ie jadąc tak powoli, ale BK jest z Texas'u, Jestem poza Bed-Stuy, domem tego chłopca Biggie'go teraz żyję na Billboard'ach i zabrałem swoich chłopców ze sobą, Powiedz co słychać u Ty-Ty'a, nadal sączy mai tai? zasiadając po stronie sądu, Knicks & Nets przybijcie piątkę czarnuchu będę gwoździem na zewnątrz, mogłem podróżować jako sędzia, mówiąc przez moje nastawienie, że jestem najbardziej, niewątpliwie z... Ref.: Nowy York, przybywam tam gdzie rodzą się sny Nie możesz nic zrobić, poza Nowy York'iem, Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się nowiutki, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Złap mnie w X z OG w grze Yankee, Cholera, przysporzyłem Jankesowi (Yankee) więcej sławy niż Jankes mógł mieć, Powinieneś wiedzieć, że krawię na niebiesko, ale nie jestem jednak Crip'em ale miałem gang czarnuchów, chadzając z moim klikiem, Witamy w tyglu, w kątach gdzie sprzedaże wstrząsają, Afryka Bambataa gówno, dom hip-hop'u, żółta taksówka, taksówka biorąca pasażerów na lewo, taksówka dolara, hejże dla cudzoziemców to nie dla nich, oni działają, albo zapomnieli jak działać, 8 milionów historii, tam w tej nagości, Miasto jest szkodą, połowa z nich nie zrobi tego mnie, miałem wtyczkę, specjalna edycja ,I Got It Made' Jeśli Jezus płaci Lebron, ja płacę Dwayne Wade, Trzy kostki cee-lo, trzy karty Molly, parada święta pracy, spoczywaj w pokoju Bob'ie Marley'u, Statua wolności, długiego życia World Trade, długiego życia Kingdome, jestem z Empire St. Ref.: Nowy York, przybywam tam gdzie rodzą się sny Nie możesz nic zrobić, poza Nowy York'iem, Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się nowiutki, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Światła oślepiają, dziewczyny potrzebują olśniewać, więc oni muszą kroczyć szybko po granicy, linie boczne są na podszewce z ofiar, które sączą życie mimochodem, wtedy stopniowo stają się gorsze nie gryź liścia jabłoni, nadrabiając stratę w dobrym towarzystwie, teraz jesteś w modzie, koniec mroźnej zimy, mody, z twoją skórą, Miasto grzechu, szkoda na wietrze grzeczne dziewczynki stają się złe, miasto wypełnia się nimi, Mami wziął je na wycieczkę autobusową, skoro pokazała swój biust, Każdy po niej jedzie, jak na trasie autobusowej, ,Zdrowaś Mario' do miasta, jesteś dziewicą, i Jezus nie mógł cię uratować, życie zaczyna się gdy kończy się kościół, Przybądź tu do szkoły, przejdź do światowego życia, Piłkarze, raperzy, uzależnieni od świateł rampy, MDMA sprawi, że poczujesz się jak mistrz, Miasto nigdy nie śpi, lepiej wślizgnij się na Ambien, Ref.: Nowy York, przybywam tam gdzie rodzą się sny Nie możesz nic zrobić, poza Nowy York'iem, Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się nowiutki, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u Alicia Keys: Jedna ręka w powietrzu dla dużego miasta, Latarnie uliczne, wielkie sny, wszystko wygląda ładnie, Nie ma miejsca na świecie, które mogłoby mu dorównać, Wznieś swoje zapalniczki w powietrzę, Każdy mówi: "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa" Ref.: Nowy York, przybywam tam gdzie rodzą się sny Nie możesz nic zrobić, poza Nowy York'iem, Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się nowiutki, Duże światła cię zainspirują, Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Serwis w tym cała redakcja, nie ponosi odpowiedzialności za treść tłumaczenia piosenki Empire State Of Mind - Alicia Keys . W przypadku naruszenia jakiś praw, prosimy o kontakt.Empire State of Mind. Yeah I'm out that_____, 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_____, yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's "Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin Took it to my stashbox, 560 State
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I put together a free series of 4 instructional videos on how to build the beat from Jay-Z's 'Empire State of Mind'.YeahZwrotkaYea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCaright next to Deniro, but I'll be hood foreverI'm the new Sinatra, and... since I made it hereI can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhereI used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano'sright there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald'sTook it to my stashbox, 560 State me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry'sCruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexusdrivin' so slow, but BK is from TexasMe, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with meSay whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai'ssittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high fiveNigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a refereeTell by my attitude that I'm most defiinitely from....RefrenNewww Yooorrrkkkk, I'm becomin' where dreams are made ofThere's nothin' you can't doout of Neww YooorrrrkkkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youLet's hear it for New York, New York,Neeeew YooorrrkkkkZwrotkaCatch me at the X with OG at a Yankee gameShit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee canYou should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip thoughbut I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique thoughWelcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rockAfrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hopYellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla backfor foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act8 million stories, out there in it nakedCity is a pity, half of y'all won't make itMe, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne WadeThree dice cee-lo, three card mollyLabor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob MarleyStatue of Liberty, long live the World TradeLong live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that'sRefrenZwrotkaLights is blinding, girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines islined with casualties, who sip to life casuallythen gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leafCaught up in the in-crowd, now you're in styleEnd of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin outCity of sin, it's a pity on the windGood girls gone bad, the city's filled with themMami took a bus trip, now she got her bust outEverybody ride her, just like a bus routeHail Mary to the city, you're a virginAnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church endCame here for school, graduated to the high lifeBall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelightMDMA got you feelin' like a championThe city never sleeps, better slip you an AmbienRefrenPrzejścieOne hand in the air for the big cityStreet lights, big dreams, all lookin' prettyNo place in the world that could comparePut your lighters in the airEverybody say "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"RefrenYeahZwrotkaYea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCaright next to Deniro, but I'll be hood foreverI'm the new Sinatra, and... since I made it hereI can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhereI used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano'sright there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald'sTook it to my stashbox, 560 State me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry'sCruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexusdrivin' so slow, but BK is from TexasMe, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with meSay whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai'ssittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high fiveNigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a refereeTell by my attitude that I'm most defiinitely from....RefrenNewww Yooorrrkkkk, I'm becomin' where dreams are made ofThere's nothin' you can't doout of Neww YooorrrrkkkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youLet's hear it for New York, New York,Neeeew YooorrrkkkkZwrotkaCatch me at the X with OG at a Yankee gameShit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee canYou should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip thoughbut I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique thoughWelcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rockAfrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hopYellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla backfor foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act8 million stories, out there in it nakedCity is a pity, half of y'all won't make itMe, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne WadeThree dice cee-lo, three card mollyLabor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob MarleyStatue of Liberty, long live the World TradeLong live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that'sRefrenZwrotkaLights is blinding, girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines islined with casualties, who sip to life casuallythen gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leafCaught up in the in-crowd, now you're in styleEnd of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin outCity of sin, it's a pity on the windGood girls gone bad, the city's filled with themMami took a bus trip, now she got her bust outEverybody ride her, just like a bus routeHail Mary to the city, you're a virginAnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church endCame here for school, graduated to the high lifeBall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelightMDMA got you feelin' like a championThe city never sleeps, better slip you an AmbienRefrenPrzejścieOne hand in the air for the big cityStreet lights, big dreams, all lookin' prettyNo place in the world that could comparePut your lighters in the airEverybody say "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"RefrenJestem poza Brooklyn'em, teraz w środku TriBeCa *Dokładnie tuż obok Deniro, ale na zawsze już chuliganem pozostanęJestem nowym Sinatrą i od kiedy stworzyłem to tutajMogę stworzyć to gdziekolwiek, bo oni kochają mnie wszędzie,Zwykłem kraść w Harlemie, wszyscy moi Dominikańczycy,właśnie tam na Broadway'u, zawieź mnie do tamtego McDonald'a,Włożyłem to do mojego StashBox'u* na 560 State mnie w kuchni jak siostry Simmons z ich Pastry*Wożąc się po 8th St. w białym Lexus'iejadąc tak powoli, pozdrowienia dla BK*, która jest w Texasie,Jestem poza Bed-Stuy*, domem tego chłopca Biggie'goteraz żyję na Billboard'ach i zabrałem swoich chłopców ze sobą,Powiedz ‘siema’ do Ty-Ty'a, nadal sączy mai tai?siedząc na courtside*, Knicks & Nets* przybijcie piątkęNigga*, siedziałem na courtside, mogłem sprawić żeby sędzia się potknąłmówiąc przez moje nastawienie, że jestem niewątpliwie z...Ref.:Nowy York, przybywam tam gdzie sny stają się rzeczywistościąNie ma rzeczy niemożliwych,Tu, w Nowym Yorku,Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się nowiusieńki,ogromne światła cię zainspirują,Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u,Znajdziesz mnie na Bronxie z OG* na stadionie Jankesów,Cholera, przysporzyłem Jankesowi więcej sławy niż Jankes mógł mieć,Powinieneś wiedzieć, że krwawię na niebiesko, ale nie jestem jednak Crip'em*ale miałem gang Niggas, chadzając z moim klikiem,Witamy w tyglu, w kątach gdzie sprzedaże wstrząsają,Afryka Bambataa shit, dom hip-hop'u,żółta taksówka, taksówka biorąca pasażerów na lewo, taksówka za dolara, hejże dla cudzoziemców,to nie dla nich, oni zachowują się jakby zapomnieli jak powinni się zachowywać,8 milionów historii, w środku tego nagi,Miasto jest słabe, połowa z was nie zrobi tego,miałem wtyczkę, specjalna edycja ,I Got It Made'Jeśli Jeezy płaci Lebronowi, ja płacę Dwayne Wade,*Trzy kostki Cee-Lo, trzy karty Molly,parada święta pracy, spoczywaj w pokoju Bob'ie Marley'u,Statua wolności, długiego życia World Trade,długiego życia Kingdome, jestem z Empire oślepiają, dziewczyny potrzebują olśniewać,więc oni muszą kroczyć szybko po granicy, linie bocznesą na podszewce z ofiar, które sączą życie mimochodem,wtedy stopniowo stają się gorsze, nie gryź liścia jabłoni,nadrabiając stratę w dobrym towarzystwie, teraz jesteś w modzie,koniec mroźnej zimy, a ty wystrojony, lekko ubrany*Miasto grzechu, wieje słabościągrzeczne dziewczynki stają się złe, miasto wypełnia się nimi,Mami wziął je na wycieczkę autobusową, skoro pokazała swój biust,Każdy po niej jedzie, jak na trasie autobusowej,,Zdrowaś Mario' do miasta, jesteś dziewicą,i Jezus nie mógł cię uratować, bo gdy kończy się kościół, zaczyna się życiePrzybądź tu do szkoły, przejdź do światowego życia,Piłkarze, raperzy, uzależnieni od blasku sławy,MDMA sprawi, że poczujesz się jak mistrz,Miasto nigdy nie śpi, wiec jeśli chcesz zasnąć łyknij Ambien*Alicia Keys:Jedna ręka w powietrzu dla dużego miasta,Latarnie uliczne, wielkie sny, wszystko wygląda ładnie,Nie ma miejsca na świecie, które mogłoby mu dorównać,Wznieście swoje zapalniczki w powietrze,Każdy mówi: "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"SŁOWNIK (*)TriBeCa- chyba chodzi tu o całkiem przyjemną terenóweczkę od SubaruStashBox -tajna skrytka na niewielkich rozmiarów przedmiotySiostry Simmons- córki Josepha “Rev Run” Simmons’a sprzedają buty o nazwie ‘pastry’, ich rodzina występuje w reality show Run’s House na MTVBK- Beyonce KnowlesBed-Stuy- dzielnica BrooklynuCourtside- miejsce znajdujące się tak blisko parkietu (na meczu kosza), że gdy wystawi się nogę można kopnąć sędziegoKnicks & Nets- drużyny koszykarskieNigga- bo brzmi lepiej niż ‘czarnuch’OG- tu mam problem, ale możliwe, że chodzi o ‘original gangsta’Krwawi na niebiesko, bo nowojorskie drużyny mają niebieskie barwy, ale nie jest częścią gangu ‘Crip’, którego kolorem też jest niebieskiJeśli Jeezy płaci Lebronowi, ja płacę Dwayne Wade- odnosi się do słów innego rapera Jeezy’ego, infomuje, że on (Jay-Z) płaci za kilogram kokainykoniec mroźnej zimy, a ty wystrojony, lekko ubrany- tak, żeby wyglądać dobrze w ‘Vouge’Ambien- to, co prawdopodobnie spowodowało zgon Jokera [Jay-Z]yeahYeah I'm out that I'm down in next to DeNiroBut I'll be hood foreverI'm the new SinatraAnd since I made it hereI can make it anywhere(Yeah they love me everywhere)I used to cop in HarlemAll of my Dominicanos (Hey yo)Right there off of BroadwayBrought me back to that McDonaldsTook it to my stash spot560 State StreetCatch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping PastryCruising down 8th streetOff-white LexusDriving so slow(but BK, it's from Texas!!)Me I'm out that BedStuyHome of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboardand I brought my boys with meSay what up to Ta-taStill sipping Mai TaisSitting courtsideKnicks and Nets give me high-5N**ga, I be Spiked outI could trip a referee...tell by my attitude that I'm MOST DEFINITELY FROM...[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Jay-Z]I made you hot n-gga,Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can,you should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho,but I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,welcome to the melting pot,corners where we selling rocks,Afrika bambaataa sh-t,home of the hip hop,yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,for foreigners it ain't fitted act like they forgot how to act,8 million stories out there and they're naked,city it's a pity half of y'all won't make it,me I gotta plug a special and I got it made,If Jeezy's payin LeBron, I'm paying Dwayne Wade,3 dice cee-lo3 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 thats[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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New YorkWelcome to the bright light..[Jay-Z]Lights is blinding,girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick,the side lines is blind with casualties,who sip the lite 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 girls gone bad, the city's 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[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Alicia Keys]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 yeaaahhcome on, come,yeah,[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York YeahZwrotkaYea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCaright next to Deniro, but I'll be hood foreverI'm the new Sinatra, and... since I made it hereI can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhereI used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano'sright there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald'sTook it to my stashbox, 560 State me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry'sCruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexusdrivin' so slow, but BK is from TexasMe, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with meSay whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai'ssittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high fiveNigga I be Spike'd out, Iould trip a refereeTell by my attitude that I'm most defiinitely from....RefrenNewww Yooorrrkkkk, I'm becomin' where dreams are made ofThere's nothin' you can't doout of Neww YooorrrrkkkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youLet's hear it for New York, New York,Neeeew YooorrrkkkkZwrotkaCatch me at the X with OG at a Yankee gameShit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee canYou should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip thoughbut I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique thoughWelcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rockAfrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hopYellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla backfor foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act8 million stories, out there in it nakedCity is a pity, half of y'all won't make itMe, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne WadeThree dice cee-lo, three card mollyLabor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob MarleyStatue of Liberty, long live the World TradeLong live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that'sRefrenZwrotkaLights is blinding, girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines islined with casualties, who sip to life casuallythen gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leafCaught up in the in-crowd, now you're in styleEnd of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin outCity of sin, it's a pity on the windGood girls gone bad, the city's filled with themMami took a bus trip, now she got her bust outEverybody ride her, just like a bus routeHail Mary to the city, you're a virginAnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church endCame here for school, graduated to the high lifeBall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelightMDMA got you feelin' like a championThe city never sleeps, better slip you an AmbienRefrenPrzejścieOne hand in the air for the big cityStreet lights, big dreams, all lookin' prettyNo place in the world that could comparePut your lighters in the airEverybody say "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"Refren [Jay-Z]yeahYeah I'm out that I'm down in next to DeNiroBut I'll be hood foreverI'm the new SinatraAnd since I made it hereI can make it anywhere(Yeah they love me everywhere)I used to cop in HarlemAll of my Dominicanos (Hey yo)Right there off of BroadwayBrought me back to that McDonaldsTook it to my stash spot560 State StreetCatch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping PastryCruising down 8th streetOff-white LexusDriving so slow(but BK, it's from Texas!!)Me I'm out that BedStuyHome of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboardand I brought my boys with meSay what up to Ta-taStill sipping Mai TaisSitting courtsideKnicks and Nets give me high-5N**ga, I be Spiked outI could trip a referee...tell by my attitude that I'm MOST DEFINITELY FROM...[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Jay-Z]I made you hot n-gga,Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can,you should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho,but I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,welcome to the melting pot,corners where we selling rocks,Afrika bambaataa sh-t,home of the hip hop,yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,for foreigners it ain't fitted act like they forgot how to act,8 million stories out there and they're naked,city it's a pity half of y’all won’t make it,me I gotta plug a special and I got it made,If Jeezy's payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,3 dice cee-lo3 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 thats…[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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New YorkWelcome to the bright light..[Jay-Z]Lights is blinding,girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick,the side lines is blind with casualties,who sip the lite 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 girls gone bad, the city's 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[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Alicia Keys]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 yeaaahhcome on, come,yeah,[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York Big lights will inspire you, Lets here it for New York, New York, New York. [Jay-Z] I made you hot n-gga, Catch me at the X with og at a Yankee game, Sh-t 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,
Empire State of Mind Artist: JAY-Z Album: The Hits Collection, Vol. One, 2010 Radio stations currently playing this track. 947. Positividade FM. Radio Index. Unik Online.
AboutThe Blueprint 3’s third single is a love song to Jay-Z and Alicia Keys' home city of New York, which is also known as “the Empire State.” The title alludes to the Billy Joel ballad, “New York State of Mind,” and Nas‘ “ State of Mind.” “Empire State of Mind” stands as one of Hov’s most successful singles. It was the first Jay-Z-lead single to ever top the Billboard “Hot 100,” sitting at #1 for five consecutive weeks (also being the last number #1 in the 2000s). It has been certified 5x Multi-Platinum by the RIAA for sales of over million in the United States. The track was nominated for three Grammy Awards, winning “Best Rap Song” and “Best Rap/Sung Collaboration.”Ask us a question about this songWhat has Jay said about the track?What sticks out to me about the record is the aspiration and hope—that there’s a place where you can become something. But you have to be aware that there’s a downside to living in New York, or any major city. You can get sidetracked and swallowed up, which is why the third verse is the way it is. I’ve seen it happen so many times. But if you can overcome the trappings, you can be successful. Hit records resonate with the broadcast audience. The inspiration in that record connected—all over the did Hov choose Alicia Keys to appear on the track with him?Jay stated in an interview that after he first heard the track’s piano loops (which are sampled from “Love on a Two-Way Street” by The Moments), he immediately thought of Keys and wanted her to be featured on the song. He has also said that his friend Mary J. Blige was initially considered for Keys' part, admitting that he was “two seconds away” from asking Blige to appear on the record’s chorus. He decided that using Blige on the song would have been a safe move, but that the combination of Keys' sound and piano talent had struck a chord with has Alicia Keys said about the song?Does the track have an accompanying music video?What did Hov have to say about his Jeezy shout-out?How did this song perform on the charts?CreditsRecorded AtRoc The Mic NY/Oven Studios NYRelease DateOctober 20, 2009Empire State of Mind SamplesSongs That Sample Empire State of MindCleveland State Of Mind [Single Version] by Machine Gun Kelly (Ft. Ashley Simpson & Johnny Bravo (Rapper)), History of Rap 1 by Jimmy Fallon (Ft. Justin Timberlake), Oh No by Girl Talk, Kill You by JJ, New Work by JJ, One Step Ahead (Empire State Riddim) by Aretha Franklin (Ft. Donnis), Шахмат (Shahmat) by дима бамберг (dima bamberg) (Ft. Жанеля (Janelya)), New York by Thegiornalisti, 20 Questions For Jay-Z by John Paul Davis, THA (DA) WINDY CITY by Boys Had a Broken Heart (Ft. Alec Guthrie & Isak Wall), Gotham by Rodan, 2000-2019 mashup | 200 songs from the last 20 years by YamiNoBahamut, Decade of Pop: The 2000s by DJ Earworm & Scrapped FLP Files by HanahataView Empire State of Mind samplesTagsOverall, "Empire State of Mind" is a good book for inspiration and the basic tenets of business. Greenburg would do well by contracting with Jay-Z to develop a joint venture where true hard-hitting questions about Jay-Z could be answered. Although "Empire State of Mind" is recommended reading, it leaves other questions to be answered. Edward Brown
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Empire State of Mind tells the story behind Jay-Z's rise to the top as told by the people who lived it with him- from classmates at Brooklyn's George Westinghouse High School; to the childhood friend who got him into the drug trade; to the DJ who convinced him to stop dealing and focus on music. This book explains just how Jay-Z propelledTekst piosenki: Oooh, ooh, New York, I grew up in the town, That is famous as a place of movie scenes, The noise is always loud, There are sirenes all around, And the streets are mean, If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, That’s what they say. Even if it ain’t all it seems, I’ve got a pocket full of dreams, Baby, I’m from… New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There’s nothing I can’t do, Now I’m in New York, New York, New York. But Imma up at Brooklyn, Now, I’m down in Tribeca, Right next to DeNiro, But I’ll be hood forever, I’m new the Sinatra, And since I made it here, I can make it anywhere, Yeah, they love me everywhere. Even if it ain’t all it seems, I’ve got a pocketful of dreams, Baby, I’m from… New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There’s nothing I can’t do, Now I’m in New York, New York, New York. One hand in the air for the big city, Put your lighters in the air, Everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah Oooh, Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’m from New York, concrete jungle where dream are made of, There’s nothing You can’t do, Let’s hear it for New York, New York, New York. Tłumaczenie: Oooh, ooh, New York. Dorastałam w mieście, Które jest znane ze scen filmowych, Hałas jest zawsze głośny, Syreny są wszędzie, I ulice są zatłoczone, Jeżeli mogę to zrobić tutaj, Mogę to zrobić wszędzie, Tak właśnie mówią. Nawet jeśli nic nie wydaje się, takie jakie jest, Mam kieszeń pełną marzeń, Skarbie, jestem z... New York, konkretnej dżungli, gdzie spełniają się marzenia, Nia ma rzeczy, której nie mogę zrobić, Teraz jestem w New York, New York, New York. Jestem w Brooklyn, Teraz jestem w Tribeca, Obok DeNiro, Ale na zawsze pozostanę kapturem, Jestem nowym Sinatrą, I odkąd to tutaj zrobiłam, Mogę to zrobić wszędzie, Tak, oni kochają mnie wszędzie. Nawet jeśli nic nie wydaje się, takie jakie jest, Mam kieszeń pełną marzeń, Skarbie, jestem z... Jedna ręka w powietrzu dla wielkiego miasta, Połóż swoje światła w powietrzu, Wszyscy mówia tak, tak, tak, Oooh, Tak, tak, tak. Jestem z New York, konkretnej dżungli, gdzie spełniają się marzenia, Nie ma takiej rzeczy, której nie mogę zrobić, Usłyszmy to dla New York, New York, New York. 9r0Y.