Empire State of Mind

## Lyrics

**Kade:**

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

**Spencer:**

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 box

Five-Sixty state-street

Catch me in the kitchen

Like a Simmons with them pastries

**Jose:**

Cruising down 8th street

Off white Lexus

Driving so slow but BK is from Texas

Me, 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 TyTy

Still sipping Mai Tai's

Sitting courtside

Knicks and Nets give me high fives

Jigga, I be spiked out (**Bill's Kids Girls:** Come on)

I can trip a referee (**Bill's Kids Girls:** Come on)

Tell by my attitude (**Bill's Kids Girls:** Come on)

That I most definitely from

**Tamara with Bill's Kids (Jose):**

In New York (From, hey, aha)

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of (Yeah)

There's nothing you can't do (Yeah)

Now you're in New York (**Robin:** You're in New York) (Aha, aha, aha)

These streets will make (**with Robin:** you feel brand new) (New)

Big lights will (**with Robin:** inspire you) (Come on)

Let's hear it for New York (You're welcome, old G)

New York

New York (I made you high, jigga)

**Spencer (Monique):**

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game (Oh, ooh-wooh)

Dude I made a Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can

You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip, tho (Oh-ooh-woah)

But I got a gang of brothers walking with my clique though

Welcome to the Melting Pot (Whoa-ooh)

Corners where we selling rocks

Africa bambaataa, home of the hip hop

Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back for foreigners

It ain't for they act like they forgot how to act

**Jose (Monique):**

Eight million stories out there in it naked (Oh-wooh, woah)

The city is a pity, half o' y'all won't make it

Me, I got a plug Special Ed, "I Got It Made" (Woah-ooh-ooh)

If Jesus payin' LeBron I'm payin' Dwayne Wade

Three-dice Cee-Lo (Whoa, ooh-ooh)

Three-card Marley

Labor Day Parade

Rest in peace, Bob Marley

Statue of Liberty (Whoa) (**Bill's Kids Girls:** Come on)

Long live the World trade (**Bill's Kids:** Come on, yeah-eah)

Long live the kingdom (**Bill's Kids:** Come on, yeah-eah)

I'm from the empire state from

**Tamara with Bill's Kids (Jose):**

New York (**Robin:** New york) (Hey)

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothing you can't do (That won't do) (**Monique:** You can't do, oh)

Now you're in New York (**Robin:** You're in New York) (Welcome to the bright lights, baby)

These streets will make (**with Robin:** you feel brand new) (**Monique:** Brand new, baby)

Big lights will (**with Robin:** inspire you)

Let's hear it for New York (**Monique:** Oh)

New York

New York (**Robin:** Yeah, hey)

**Kade (Monique):**

Lights is blinding (Oh-ooh, wooh)

Girls need blinders

So they can step out of bounds quick

The side lines is (Oh-ooh, woah)

Lined with casualties

Who sipping life casually

Then gradually become worse

Don't bite the apple Eve (Uuh, ooh)

Caught up in the in crowd

Now your in-style

End in the winter gets cold

En Vogue with your skin out (Whoa, hoo)

The city of sin is a pity on a whim

Good girls gone bad

The city's filled with them (Ooh, woah)

**Spencer (Monique):**

Mommy took a bus trip

Now she got her bust out

Everybody ride her

Just like a bus route (Ooh-oh, oh)

Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin

And Jesus can't save you

Life starts when the church end (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Came here for school

Graduated to the high life

Ball players, rap stars

Addicted to the limelight (Oh, whoa)

Dub MHS got you feeling like a champion (**Bill's Kids Girls:** Come on, yeah-eah) (Oh, woah)

The city never sleeps (**Bill's Kids:** Come on)

Better slip you an Ambien (**Bill's Kids:** Come on)

**Tamara with Bill's Kids (Bill's Kids):**

In (**with Robin:** New York) (**Spencer:** In, uh-huh)

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of (**Robin:** Hey, yeah)

There's nothing (**with Monique:** you can't do) (You can't do)

Now you're in New York (**Robin:** You're in New York) (**Monique:** Yeah, yeah, eh)

These streets will make (**with Robin:** you feel brand new) (**Monique:** New) (You feel brand new)

Big lights will (**with Monique and Robin:** inspire you) (Inspire you)

Let's hear it for New York

New York (**Monique:** New York)

New York (**Robin:** Yeah, hey)

**Monique with Bill's Kids Girls:**

One hand in the air for the big city

Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty

No place in the world that could compare

Put your lighters in the air

**Spencer and Monique with Bill's Kids:**

Everybody say yeah, yeah (**Bill's Kids Girls:** Come on)

Yeah, yeah (**Bill's Kids Girls:** Come on)

**Tamara with Bill's Kids (Bill's Kids):**

In (**with Monique:** New York) (New York)

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of (**Monique:** Jungle, yeah, yeah)

There's nothing you can't do (You can't do)

Now you're in New York (**Monique:** New York, New York) (New York)

These streets will make you feel brand new (**Monique:** Brand new) (Brand new)

Big lights will (**with Monique:** inspire you) (Inspire you)

Let's hear it for New York (**Monique:** New York)

New York (**Monique:** New York)

New York (**Monique:** New York)