[Verse 1]

   
Yea I'm out th

at Brooklyn, n

ow I'm down in

 TriBeCa

right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
           
I'm the new Si


natra, and... 

since I made i

t here

I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere
              
I used to cop 

   
in Harlem, all

 of my Dominic

ano's

right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
              
Took it to my 


stashbox, 560 

State St.

catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's
              
Cruisin' down 


8th St., off w

hite Lexus

drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
              
Me, I'm out th

   
at Bed-Stuy, h

ome of that bo

y Biggie

now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
              
Say what's up 

 
to Ty-Ty, stil

l sippin' mai 

tai's

sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five
           
Nigga I be Spi

ke'd out, I co

uld trip a ref

eree

Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from....


[Chorus]

             
New York, conc

              
rete jungle wh

             
ere dreams are

#
 made of
              
There's nothin

      
' you can't do
              
Now you're in 

 
New York
              
These streets 

              
will make you 

     
feel brand new
              
Big lights wil

  
l inspire you
              
Let's hear it 

    
for New York, 

New York, New 

York


[Verse 2]

              
Catch me at th


e X with OG at

 a Yankee game

Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
              
You should kno

   
w I bleed blue

, but I ain't 

a Crip though

but I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
              
Welcome to the

 
 melting pot, 

corners where 

we sellin' roc

k

Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
            
Yellow cab, gy


psy cab, dolla

r cab, holla b

ack

for foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act
          
8 million stor


ies, out there

 in it naked

City, it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it
           
Me, I got a pl


ug, Special Ed

 "I Got It Mad

e"

If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
           
Three dice cee


-lo, three Car

d Monty

Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
          
Statue of Libe

rty, long live

 the World Tra

de

Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's


[Chorus]

             
New York, conc

              
rete jungle wh

             
ere dreams are

#
 made of
              
There's nothin

      
' you can't do
              
Now you're in 

 
New York
              
These streets 

              
will make you 

     
feel brand new
              
Big lights wil

  
l inspire you
              
Let's hear it 

    
for New York, 

New York, New 

York


[Verse 3]


Lights is blin

ding, girls ne

ed blinders
so they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is

lined with cas

ualties, who s

ip to life cas

ually
then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple eve

Caught up in t

he in-crowd, n

ow you're in s

tyle
Anna Wintour gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out

City of sin, i

t's a pity on 

the wind
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them

Mami took a bu

s trip, now sh

e got her bust

 out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route

Hail Mary to t

he city, you'r

e a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end

Came here for 

school, gradua

ted to the hig

h life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight

MDMA got you f

eelin' like a 

champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien


[Chorus]

             
New York, conc

              
rete jungle wh

             
ere dreams are

#
 made of
              
There's nothin

      
' you can't do
              
Now you're in 

 
New York
              
These streets 

              
will make you 

     
feel brand new
              
Big lights wil

  
l inspire you
              
Let's hear it 

    
for New York, 

New York, New 

York


[Bridge]


One hand in th

e air for the 

big city
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty

No place in th

e world that c

ould compare

Put your light

ers in the air
              
Everybody say 

     
"yeah, yeah, y

# 
eah,  yeah"


[Chorus]

             
New York, conc

              
rete jungle wh

             
ere dreams are

#
 made of
              
There's nothin

      
' you can't do
              
Now you're in 

 
New York
              
These streets 

              
will make you 

     
feel brand new
              
Big lights wil

  
l inspire you
              
Let's hear it 

             
for New York, 

              
New York, New 

    
York