Empire State of Mind (In the Style of Jay-Z & Alicia Keys) (Karaoke Version)-Ameritz Digital Karaoke

Empire State Of Mind - Audio Idols Yea Yea I'm out that 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 yea they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem all of my Dominicano'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 wippin' pastry's Cruisin' down 8th St off white Lexus Drivin' so slow but BK is from Texas Me I'm out that Bed-Stuy home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say whattup to Ty-Ty still sippin' Mai Tai's Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high five N**** I be Spike'd out I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from In New York concrete jungle where 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 The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York New York New York Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game S*** I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of n****s walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa s*** home of the hip-hop Yellow cab gypsy cab dollar cab holla back For foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act 8 million stories out there in it naked City is a pity half of y'all won't make it Me I got a plug Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jesus payin' Lebron I'm payin' Dwayne Wade Three dice cee-lo three card monte 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 St that's In New York concrete jungle where 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 The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York New York New York Lights is blinding girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick the sidelines is Lined with casualties who sip to life casually Then gradually become worse don't bite the apple Eve Caught up in the in-crowd now you're in style End of the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out City of sin it's a pity on the wind Good girls gone bad the city's filled with them Mommy took a bus trip 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 can't save you life starts when the church end Came here for school graduated to the high life Ball players rap stars addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps better slip you an Ambien In New York concrete jungle where 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 The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York New York New York One hand in the air for the big city Street lights big dreams all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say "yeaaaa yeaaa yeaaa yeaaaa" In New York concrete jungle where 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 The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York New York New York