[deutscher songtext zu „empire state of mind“]
[intro: jay-z]
Yeah
[part 1: jay-z & alicia keys]
Yeah, ich komme aus brooklyn, jetzt wohn’ ich unten in tribeca
Direkt neben de niro, aber ich werd’ für immer hood sein
Ich bin der neue sinatra, und seitdem ich es hier hergeschafft hab’
Kann ich es überallhin schaffen, yeah, sie lieben mich überall
Früher hab’ ich das zeug in harlem beschafft, hallo, meine dominikaner (sag’s mir!)
Genau da oben am broadway, das hat mich zu diesem mcdonald’s zurückgеführt
Hab’ das zeug in mein lager gеbracht, 560 state street
Du findest mich in der küche, wie ein simmons, der pastry macht
Cruisin’ down 8th street, 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 “what up?” to ty ty, still sippin’ mai tais
Sittin’ courtside, knicks and nets give me high fives
Nigga, i be spiked out (come on), i could trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude (come on) that i’m most definitely from
[chorus: alicia keys & jay-z]
In new york (ayy, uh, yeah; aha)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There’s nothin’ you can’t do (yeah, okay)
Now you’re in new york (aha, aha, aha; uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new (new)
Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay)
Let’s hear it for new york (you welcome, og; uh)
New york (yeah), new york (uh, i made you hot, nigga)
[part 2: jay-z & alicia keys]
Catch me at the x with og at a yankee game
Shit, i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can
You should know 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 meltin’ pot, corners where we sellin’ rock
Afrika bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners, it ain’t fair, they act like they forgot how to add
Eight million stories out there in the naked
City, it’s a pity half of y’all won’t make it
Me? i gotta plug special ed, “i got it made”
If jeezy’s payin’ lebron, i’m payin’ dwyane wade
Three dice cee-lo, three-card monte
Labor day parade—rest in peace, bob marley
Statue of liberty, long live the world trade (come on, come on)
Long live the king, yo (come on)—i’m from the empire state, that’s
[chorus: alicia keys & jay-z]
In new york (ayy; uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothin’ you can’t do (that boy good, okay)
Now you’re in new york (uh, yeah, welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand-new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let’s hear it for new york (uh)
New york (yeah), new york (uh)
[part 3: jay-z & alicia keys]
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
Or they could step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
Lined with casualties who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse—don’t bite the apple, eve!
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you’re in-style
Into the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out
City of sin is a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city’s filled with them
Mami 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 (come on) got you feelin’ like a champion (come on)
The city never sleeps (come on), better slip you a ambien
[hook: alicia keys & jay-z]
In new york (ayy, ow, uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothin’ you can’t do (okay)
Now you’re in new york (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let’s hear it for new york (uh)
New york (yeah), new york (uh)
[bridge: alicia keys]
One hand in the air for the big city (oh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin’ pretty (oh)
No place in the world that could compare (nah)
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
“yeah, yeah” (come on, come on)
“yeah, yeah” (come on)
[hook: alicia keys]
In new york (uh, yeah, oh)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothin’ you can’t do (okay)
Now you’re in new york (uh, yeah, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let’s hear it for new york (uh)
New york (yeah), new york (uh)