Oh man.
Ich weiß nicht… Der Song hat es mir wirklich angetan. Hab mir jetzt noch die Acapella Version (oder Akustikversion) des Songs von Alicia Keys bei Amazon gekauft. Gibt es aber auch bei ITunes ^^. Ist nur ein wenig teurer.
Denk Song find ich wahrscheinlich nur so geil, weil mich irgendwie alles an meine zwei Urlaube in New York erinnert. Die Stadt ist aber auch genial.
[Jay-Z]
Yeah,
Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn,
now Im 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 McDonalds,
took it to my stash spot,
5-60 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 up at Bed Stuy,
home of that boy Biggie,
now I live on billboard,
and I brought my boys with me,
say wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Mai-tai
sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives,
N-gga I be Spiked out, I can trip a referee,
tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
[Alicia Keys]
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There’s nothing you cant do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets 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 aint a crip though,
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 cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back,
for foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act,
8 million stories out there and they’re naked,
cities is a pity half of yall wont make it,
me i gotta plug Special Ed and I got it made,
If Jeezys payin LeBron, Im paying Dwayne 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,
Im from the Empire State thats
[Chorus]
Welcome to the bright light..
[Jay-Z]
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 city’s filled with them,
Mami 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 cant 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
[Chorus]
[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 yeaaahh, yeah
come on, come,
yeah,
[Chorus]
