Jay-Z feat. Alicia Keys - Empire State of Mind Official Music Video (Original Version) Video Item Preview
Yeah! Yeah, I′m out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, 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, hola, my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen, like a Simmons whipping pastry 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, Knick′s and Nets give me high-fives I be spiked out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from In New York (ayy, aha) (uh, yeah) 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're welcome, OG) (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh) (I made you hot, nigga) Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game That 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 Labour 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 State, that's 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 light, baby) These streets will make you feel brand-new Big lights will inspire you (okay) Let′s hear it for New York (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh) Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can 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 And when 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, 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 ends 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 a Ambien In New York (ayy, ah) (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 (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh) 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 "Yeah, yeah" (come on) "Yeah, yeah" (come on) In New York (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 (come on) New York (yeah), New York (uh)Writer(s): Shawn C Carter, Alicia J Augello Cook, Robinson Sylvia, Angela Ann Hunte, Alexander William Shuckburgh, Bert Keyes, Jane't Sewell Lyrics powered byEmpire State Of Mind. 264 likes · 6 talking about this. Put life in perspective with some short yet sage. These are not only from me but also from your favorite positive thinkers and will get you in
AboutThe Blueprint 3’s third single is a love song to Jay-Z and Alicia Keys' home city of New York, which is also known as “the Empire State.” The title alludes to the Billy Joel ballad, “New York State of Mind,” and Nas‘ “ State of Mind.” “Empire State of Mind” stands as one of Hov’s most successful singles. It was the first Jay-Z-lead single to ever top the Billboard “Hot 100,” sitting at #1 for five consecutive weeks (also being the last number #1 in the 2000s). It has been certified 5x Multi-Platinum by the RIAA for sales of over million in the United States. The track was nominated for three Grammy Awards, winning “Best Rap Song” and “Best Rap/Sung Collaboration.”Ask us a question about this songWhat has Jay said about the track?What sticks out to me about the record is the aspiration and hope—that there’s a place where you can become something. But you have to be aware that there’s a downside to living in New York, or any major city. You can get sidetracked and swallowed up, which is why the third verse is the way it is. I’ve seen it happen so many times. But if you can overcome the trappings, you can be successful. Hit records resonate with the broadcast audience. The inspiration in that record connected—all over the did Hov choose Alicia Keys to appear on the track with him?Jay stated in an interview that after he first heard the track’s piano loops (which are sampled from “Love on a Two-Way Street” by The Moments), he immediately thought of Keys and wanted her to be featured on the song. He has also said that his friend Mary J. Blige was initially considered for Keys' part, admitting that he was “two seconds away” from asking Blige to appear on the record’s chorus. He decided that using Blige on the song would have been a safe move, but that the combination of Keys' sound and piano talent had struck a chord with has Alicia Keys said about the song?Does the track have an accompanying music video?What did Hov have to say about his Jeezy shout-out?How did this song perform on the charts?CreditsRecorded AtRoc The Mic NY/Oven Studios NYRelease DateOctober 20, 2009Empire State of Mind SamplesSongs That Sample Empire State of MindCleveland State Of Mind [Single Version] by Machine Gun Kelly (Ft. Ashley Simpson & Johnny Bravo (Rapper)), History of Rap 1 by Jimmy Fallon (Ft. Justin Timberlake), Oh No by Girl Talk, Kill You by JJ, New Work by JJ, One Step Ahead (Empire State Riddim) by Aretha Franklin (Ft. Donnis), Шахмат (Shahmat) by дима бамберг (dima bamberg) (Ft. Жанеля (Janelya)), New York by Thegiornalisti, 20 Questions For Jay-Z by John Paul Davis, THA (DA) WINDY CITY by Boys Had a Broken Heart (Ft. Alec Guthrie & Isak Wall), Gotham by Rodan, 2000-2019 mashup | 200 songs from the last 20 years by YamiNoBahamut, Decade of Pop: The 2000s by DJ Earworm & Scrapped FLP Files by HanahataView Empire State of Mind samplesTags
// empirestate.txt Empire State of Mind - JAY-Z I used to cop in Harlem; hola, my Dominicanos Using fs.appendFile does not overwrite the file, but updates it from the end position, with the new data we append. This is a useful feature when you just want to update a file, such as continuously adding data to a single log file.Yeah, Yeah, I'ma up at 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 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 McDonald's Took it to my stash spot Five Sixty Stage 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 Bedsty Home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard And I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta Sitting court side Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from... In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York I made you hot nigga, 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 walking with my click though Welcome to the melting pot Corners where we selling rocks Afrika bambaataa shit Home of the Hip Hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back, For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act 8 million stories out there and they're naked Cities is a pity half of y'all won't make it, Me, I gotta plug Special Ed "I got it made" If Jesus paying LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade, 3 dice Cee-lo 3 card Marley, 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 state thats In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York 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 cities filled with them Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin And Jesus can’t 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 a Ambien In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York 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 yeah Come on, Come on Yeah In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can’t do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York
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New York state of mind. [Verse 2] Be havin' dreams that I'm a gangsta, drinkin' Moëts, holdin' TEC's. Makin' sure the cash came correct, then I stepped. Investments in stocks, sewin' up the ąc Za mały ekran 🤷🏻♂️ Rozszerz okno swojej przeglądarki, aby zaśpiewać lub nagrać piosenkę Ty śpiewasz partie niebieskie Twój partner śpiewa partie czerwone Wspólnie śpiewacie partie żółte Prosimy czekać, nagrywanie zakończy się za 10s Podział tekstu w duecie Empire state of mind (New York) (niższa tonacja) – Alicia Keys cudmiodmiaa × Mikrofon Kamerka Włączona Wyłączona Nie wykryto kamerki Dostosuj przed zapisaniem Wczytywanie… Własne ustawienia efektu Pogłos Delay Chorus Overdrive Equaliser Głośność Synchronizacja wokalu Gdy wokal jest niezgrany z muzyką! Trwa przetwarzanie: Trwa przesyłanie: 0% Przesyłanie zakończoneLong live the king, yo – I'm from the Empire State [Chorus: Alicia Keys & Jay-Z] In New York Sing now! Concrete jungle where dreams are made ofYeah! There's nothin' you can't doYeah! Now you're in New York Feel so special tonight! These streets will make you feel brand-new New! Big lights will inspire you You! Let's hear it for New York
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Part 1: Empire State of Mind. When many Americans think of American empire, they think of dispossession of Native Americans; they think of US economic and military power abroad, of CIA coups in Central America. They don’t necessarily think of territory: broad swaths of physical land acquired through warfare and kept as colonies.Oooooohh, New York Oooooohh, New York Grew up in a town that is famous as the place of movie scenes Noise was always loud, there are sirens all around, and the streets are mean "If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere" – that's what they say Seeing my face in lights or my name on marquees found down on Broadway Even if it ain’t all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York! On the Avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard Such a meltin' pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge Someone sleeps tonight with a hunger far more than an empty fridge I'm gon' make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big 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 can compare Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaah, yeaaaah In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York!WpB6A. 4362213741953922103864998