Writer(s): A. Hunte, Alicia Keys, Bert Keyes, Janent Sewell-Ulepic, Shawn Carter, Sylvia Robinson, Alexander Shuckburgh
Yeah yeah I'm up at 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
All of my Dominicanos
Right there off of Broadway Brought me back to that McDonalds
took it to my stash spot Five sixty State Street
catch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping
Pastry Cruising down Eighth Street Off white
Lexus Driving so slow
but BK is from Texas
Me I'm out 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 sipping Mai Tais
Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me hi five
I be Spiked out I could trip a referee
tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
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 from New York New York 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 tho
but I got a gang walking with my clique though
welcome to the melting pot corners where we selling rocks
Africa 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
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 paying Dwayne Wade Three dice Cee-lo 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
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 from
New York New York 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 them
Mommy took a bus trip
and now she got her bust out
everybody ridin' her just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city you're a Virgin
if 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 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 from 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... 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
the lights will inspire you
Let's hear it from New York
New York New York
