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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519752" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Empire State Of Mind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yeah, Yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca<br>Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever<br>I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here<br>I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos<br>Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's<br>Took it to my stash spot,560 State Street<br>Catch me in the Kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus<br>Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas<br>Me I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie<br>Now I live on Billboard, and I brought my boys with me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai tai<br>Sitting courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives<br>Nigga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee, <br>Tell by my attitude, that I am most definitely from</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh<br>There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York<br>These streets will make you feel brand new<br>Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York<br>New York, New York<br>(I made you hot, nigga) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game, <br>Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can<br>You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though<br>But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique, though</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock<br>Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip hop<br>Yellow Cab, Gypsy Cab, Dollar Cab, holla back<br>For foreigners that ain't fifty they act like they forgot how to act</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eight million stories, out there, and they're naked<br>Cities is a pity, half of y'all won't make it<br>Me I gotta plug, Special Ed 'I Got It Made'<br>If Jesus payin' LeBron, I'm paying Dwyane Wade</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Three dice, Cee-lo, three-card, Monte<br>Labor Day Parade, rest in peace, Bob Marley<br>Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade<br>Long live the king yo, I'm from the Empire State that's</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh<br>There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York<br>These streets will make you feel brand new<br>Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York<br>New York, New York</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lights is blinding, girls need blinders<br>So they can step out of bounds quick<br>The sidelines is, blind with casualties<br>Who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't bite the apple Eve, caught up in the in crowd<br>Now you're in style end of the winter gets cold<br>En vogue with your skin out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim<br>Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out<br>Everybody ride her, just like a bus route<br>Hail Mary to the city you're a virgin<br>And Jesus can't save you life starts when the church ends</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Came here for school, graduated to the high life<br>Ball players, rap stars addicted to the limelight<br>MDMA got you feeling like a champion<br>The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of<br>There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York<br>These streets will make you feel brand new<br>Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York<br>New York, New York</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hand in the air for the big city<br>Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty<br>No place in the world that can compare<br>Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br>(Come on, come on) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh<br>There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York<br>These streets will make you feel brand new<br>Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York<br>New York, New York</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sirius+White">Sirius White</a><div class=q>
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I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere

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