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  • 作词 : Carter, Shawn C.
    作曲 : Carter, Shawn C.

    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
    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
    ***** 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
    Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
    ****, 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 ****** walking with my clique though
    Welcome to the melting pot
    Corners where we selling rocks
    Afrika Bambaataa ****
    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:
    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
    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
    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
    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 "yea!"
    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

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Carter, Shawn C.
    [00:00.000] 作曲 : Carter, Shawn C.
    [00:00.000]
    [00:09.470]Yeah
    [00:10.440]Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn
    [00:11.630]Now I'm down in Tribeca
    [00:13.020]Right next to DeNiro
    [00:14.360]But I’ll be hood forever
    [00:15.960]I’m the new Sinatra
    [00:17.190]And since I made it here
    [00:18.350]I can make it anywhere
    [00:20.270]Yeah, they love me everywhere
    [00:21.460]I used to cop in Harlem
    [00:22.740]Hola my Dominicanos
    [00:24.140]Right there up on Broadway
    [00:25.740]Brought me back to that McDonalds
    [00:26.990]Took it to my stash spot
    [00:28.210]560 State street
    [00:29.550]Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry
    [00:32.520]Cruising down 8th street
    [00:33.810]Off-white Lexus
    [00:35.300]Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
    [00:38.020]Me I’m out that Bed-Stuy
    [00:39.350]Home of that boy Biggie
    [00:40.700]Now I live on Billboard
    [00:42.130]And I brought my boys with me
    [00:43.700]Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai tais
    [00:46.510]Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
    [00:49.200]***** I be Spiked out, I can trip a referee
    [00:51.890]Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
    [00:55.220]In New York
    [00:57.950]Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
    [01:01.830]There's nothing you can’t do
    [01:04.880]Now you’re in New York
    [01:09.670]These streets will make you feel brand new
    [01:13.110]Big lights will inspire you
    [01:15.930]Let's hear it for New York
    [01:22.500]Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
    [01:25.110]****, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
    [01:28.080]You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a Crip, though
    [01:30.850]But I got a gang of ****** walking with my clique though
    [01:33.560]Welcome to the melting pot
    [01:34.910]Corners where we selling rocks
    [01:36.320]Afrika Bambaataa ****
    [01:37.690]Home of the hip-hop
    [01:39.120]Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
    [01:41.690]For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add
    [01:44.480]8 million stories out there in the naked
    [01:47.220]City, it's a pity half of y’all won’t make it
    [01:50.020]Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I Got It Made"
    [01:52.690]If Jeezy's paying LeBron, I’m paying Dwyane Wade
    [01:55.720]3 dice Cee-lo, 3 card Monte
    [01:58.420]Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
    [02:01.200]Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade
    [02:03.830]Long live the king yo
    [02:05.330]I’m from the Empire State, that's:
    [02:07.280]In New York
    [02:10.010]Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
    [02:13.840]There's nothing you can’t do
    [02:17.070]Now you’re in New York
    [02:21.730]These streets will make you feel brand new
    [02:24.910]Big lights will inspire you
    [02:27.800]Let's hear it for New York
    [02:35.230]Lights is blinding
    [02:36.580]Girls need blinders
    [02:37.750]So they can step out of bounds quick
    [02:39.450]The side lines is lined with casualties
    [02:41.970]Who sip the life casually, then gradually become worse
    [02:44.970]Don’t bite the apple, Eve
    [02:46.460]Caught up in the in-crowd
    [02:47.770]Now you're in-style
    [02:48.680]And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out
    [02:51.550]The city of sin is a pity on a whim
    [02:54.080]Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with 'em
    [02:57.420]Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out
    [02:59.940]Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
    [03:02.970]"Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin
    [03:05.470]And Jesus can’t save you, life starts when the church ends
    [03:08.380]Came here for school, graduated to the high life
    [03:11.170]Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
    [03:14.070]MDMA got you feeling like a champion
    [03:16.460]The city never sleeps, better slip you a Ambien
    [03:19.180]In New York
    [03:22.040]Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
    [03:25.750]There's nothing you can’t do
    [03:29.050]Now you’re in New York
    [03:33.630]These streets will make you feel brand new
    [03:36.970]Big lights will inspire you
    [03:39.890]Let's hear it for New York
    [03:47.590]One hand in the air for the big city
    [03:50.110]Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
    [03:52.800]No place in the world that can compare
    [03:55.720]Put your lighters in the air, everybody say "yea!"
    [04:03.120]In New York
    [04:06.260]Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
    [04:10.120]There's nothing you can’t do
    [04:13.400]Now you’re in New York
    [04:18.010]These streets will make you feel brand new
    [04:21.340]Big lights will inspire you
    [04:24.260]Let's hear it for New York
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