Album Name

The Hits Collection Volume One (Deluxe)

Artist

JAY-Z

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2010.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Empire State Of Mind (Feat. Alicia Keys) - JAY-Z
Yea 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
yea they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem
all of my Dominicano's
right there up on Broadway
pull me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox
560 State St.
catch me in the kitchen
like a Simmons with them Pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St. 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's up to Ty-Ty
still sippin' mai tai's
sittin' courtside
Knicks & Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out
I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude
that I'm most definitely from
In New York
concrete jungle
where dreams are made of
There's nothin' 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
Catch me at the X with OG
at a Yankee game
Shit I made the Yankee hat
more famous then 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 sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa shit
home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab gypsy cab
dollar cab holla back
For foreigners it ain't for
they act like
they forgot how to act
Eight million stories
out there in it naked
City is a pity
half of y'all won't make it
Me I got a plug
Special Ed I Got It Made
If Jesus payin' Lebron
I'm payin' Dwyane 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 St. that's
In New York
Concrete jungle
where dreams are made of
There's nothin' 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
Lights is blinding
girls need blinders
So they can step
out of bounds quick
the sidelines is
Lined with casualties
who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse
don't bite the apple Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd
now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold
en vogue with your skin out
City of sin
it's a pity on the 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
feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps
better slip you an Ambien
In New York
Concrete jungle
where dreams are made of
There's nothin' 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 lookin' pretty
No place in the world
that could compare
Put your lighters in the air
everybody say yeah yeah
Yea yea
In New York
Concrete jungle
where dreams are made of
There's nothin' 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