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, New York
She working from Monday, 'til Friday night
She hasn't that money to live on eastside
And she just can't wait 'til it's Saturday night
See
of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)

I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've
state of mind)
(New York state of mind)

I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've been steppin'
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
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New
New York City, we piss in it, we live in it 
We die, we all take shits in it 

[Kool Keith] 
There's a million albums out there with that opera
what you did today
Wish you were here

Dear one at home, I just flew in from rome
And paris is a postcard all decked in color chrome
And so I climbed
York are you ready?
I'm coming straight out The Bronx
Representing
New York, New York are you ready?
Yo
Terror Squad, from the boogie down

Terror
Oh here I am after all these years
In a little hole in New York City
It's a little room up there
To cover me up by this snow as it falls outside
Baby got into her car 
Drove all the way to New York City 
Um Hummmm 

She played her guitar there 
They made her a star in New York City 
Um Hummmm
Who angry as hell, we yell from the beast
Wise killers up in New York, who lay for peace
Crime action get you trapped by the chief, no PC
Proud
From their boats of iron 
They looked upon the promised land 
Where surely life was sweet 
On the rising tide 
To New York City 
Did they ride into
waiting for a, a New York City girl

Times Square looks like Avalon
In a Disney Morphine dream
Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk
At the counter next
a drag
If we can make it home by Friday we can brag
And the devil shivered in his sleeping bag

Well I just got back from New York City 
Kris and Rita
New York city tonight
And you know I feel all right
Even thou I'm so far away from home

Up the avenues and down the streets
Hanging out
me"

I came down to live alone in New York
The city of the living
There were fortunes at my feet but most of men
Were taking, none we giving
given
Ain't nothing gonna take that away from us
We lookin' pretty and gritty 'cause in the city we trust
Dear New York I know a lot has changed
Two
From ten-ten WINS to Live At Five 
Dear New York, this is a love letter 
To you and how you brought us together 
We can't say enough about all you do
given
Ain't nothing gonna take that away from us
We lookin' pretty and gritty 'cause in the city we trust
Dear New York I know a lot has changed
Two
New York New York, big city of dreams 
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems 
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
in San Francisco
Didn't want to stay in Omaha
Never got fooled by New York city
But I lost my heart to la Gonave

Didn't leave my heart in San
we can make it home by Friday we can brag
And the devil shivered in his sleeping bag

Well I just got back from New York City
Kris and Rita done it all
and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to go my way
And New York City well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia

I'm having a hard time
New York New York, big city of dreams 
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems 
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
And I go off the feds when I'm srambling at night
And if its off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right Cam? [Cam: Ya