YeahZwrotkaYea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCaright next to Deniro, but I'll be hood foreverI'm the new Sinatra, and... since I made it hereI can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhereI used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano'sright there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald'sTook it to my stashbox, 560 State me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry'sCruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexusdrivin' so slow, but BK is from TexasMe, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with meSay whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai'ssittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high fiveNigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a refereeTell by my attitude that I'm most defiinitely from....RefrenNewww Yooorrrkkkk, I'm becomin' where dreams are made ofThere's nothin' you can't doout of Neww YooorrrrkkkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youLet's hear it for New York, New York,Neeeew YooorrrkkkkZwrotkaCatch me at the X with OG at a Yankee gameShit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee canYou should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip thoughbut I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique thoughWelcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rockAfrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hopYellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla backfor foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act8 million stories, out there in it nakedCity is a pity, half of y'all won't make itMe, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne WadeThree dice cee-lo, three card mollyLabor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob MarleyStatue of Liberty, long live the World TradeLong live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that'sRefrenZwrotkaLights is blinding, girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines islined with casualties, who sip to life casuallythen gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leafCaught up in the in-crowd, now you're in styleEnd of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin outCity of sin, it's a pity on the windGood girls gone bad, the city's filled with themMami took a bus trip, now she got her bust outEverybody ride her, just like a bus routeHail Mary to the city, you're a virginAnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church endCame here for school, graduated to the high lifeBall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelightMDMA got you feelin' like a championThe city never sleeps, better slip you an AmbienRefrenPrzejścieOne hand in the air for the big cityStreet lights, big dreams, all lookin' prettyNo place in the world that could comparePut your lighters in the airEverybody say "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"RefrenYeahZwrotkaYea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCaright next to Deniro, but I'll be hood foreverI'm the new Sinatra, and... since I made it hereI can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhereI used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano'sright there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald'sTook it to my stashbox, 560 State me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry'sCruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexusdrivin' so slow, but BK is from TexasMe, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with meSay whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai'ssittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high fiveNigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a refereeTell by my attitude that I'm most defiinitely from....RefrenNewww Yooorrrkkkk, I'm becomin' where dreams are made ofThere's nothin' you can't doout of Neww YooorrrrkkkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youLet's hear it for New York, New York,Neeeew YooorrrkkkkZwrotkaCatch me at the X with OG at a Yankee gameShit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee canYou should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip thoughbut I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique thoughWelcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rockAfrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hopYellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla backfor foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act8 million stories, out there in it nakedCity is a pity, half of y'all won't make itMe, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne WadeThree dice cee-lo, three card mollyLabor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob MarleyStatue of Liberty, long live the World TradeLong live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that'sRefrenZwrotkaLights is blinding, girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines islined with casualties, who sip to life casuallythen gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leafCaught up in the in-crowd, now you're in styleEnd of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin outCity of sin, it's a pity on the windGood girls gone bad, the city's filled with themMami took a bus trip, now she got her bust outEverybody ride her, just like a bus routeHail Mary to the city, you're a virginAnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church endCame here for school, graduated to the high lifeBall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelightMDMA got you feelin' like a championThe city never sleeps, better slip you an AmbienRefrenPrzejścieOne hand in the air for the big cityStreet lights, big dreams, all lookin' prettyNo place in the world that could comparePut your lighters in the airEverybody say "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"RefrenJestem poza Brooklyn'em, teraz w środku TriBeCa *Dokładnie tuż obok Deniro, ale na zawsze już chuliganem pozostanęJestem nowym Sinatrą i od kiedy stworzyłem to tutajMogę stworzyć to gdziekolwiek, bo oni kochają mnie wszędzie,Zwykłem kraść w Harlemie, wszyscy moi Dominikańczycy,właśnie tam na Broadway'u, zawieź mnie do tamtego McDonald'a,Włożyłem to do mojego StashBox'u* na 560 State mnie w kuchni jak siostry Simmons z ich Pastry*Wożąc się po 8th St. w białym Lexus'iejadąc tak powoli, pozdrowienia dla BK*, która jest w Texasie,Jestem poza Bed-Stuy*, domem tego chłopca Biggie'goteraz żyję na Billboard'ach i zabrałem swoich chłopców ze sobą,Powiedz ‘siema’ do Ty-Ty'a, nadal sączy mai tai?siedząc na courtside*, Knicks & Nets* przybijcie piątkęNigga*, siedziałem na courtside, mogłem sprawić żeby sędzia się potknąłmówiąc przez moje nastawienie, że jestem niewątpliwie z...Ref.:Nowy York, przybywam tam gdzie sny stają się rzeczywistościąNie ma rzeczy niemożliwych,Tu, w Nowym Yorku,Te ulice sprawią, że poczujesz się nowiusieńki,ogromne światła cię zainspirują,Usłyszmy to dla Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u, Nowego York'u,Znajdziesz mnie na Bronxie z OG* na stadionie Jankesów,Cholera, przysporzyłem Jankesowi więcej sławy niż Jankes mógł mieć,Powinieneś wiedzieć, że krwawię na niebiesko, ale nie jestem jednak Crip'em*ale miałem gang Niggas, chadzając z moim klikiem,Witamy w tyglu, w kątach gdzie sprzedaże wstrząsają,Afryka Bambataa shit, dom hip-hop'u,żółta taksówka, taksówka biorąca pasażerów na lewo, taksówka za dolara, hejże dla cudzoziemców,to nie dla nich, oni zachowują się jakby zapomnieli jak powinni się zachowywać,8 milionów historii, w środku tego nagi,Miasto jest słabe, połowa z was nie zrobi tego,miałem wtyczkę, specjalna edycja ,I Got It Made'Jeśli Jeezy płaci Lebronowi, ja płacę Dwayne Wade,*Trzy kostki Cee-Lo, trzy karty Molly,parada święta pracy, spoczywaj w pokoju Bob'ie Marley'u,Statua wolności, długiego życia World Trade,długiego życia Kingdome, jestem z Empire oślepiają, dziewczyny potrzebują olśniewać,więc oni muszą kroczyć szybko po granicy, linie bocznesą na podszewce z ofiar, które sączą życie mimochodem,wtedy stopniowo stają się gorsze, nie gryź liścia jabłoni,nadrabiając stratę w dobrym towarzystwie, teraz jesteś w modzie,koniec mroźnej zimy, a ty wystrojony, lekko ubrany*Miasto grzechu, wieje słabościągrzeczne dziewczynki stają się złe, miasto wypełnia się nimi,Mami wziął je na wycieczkę autobusową, skoro pokazała swój biust,Każdy po niej jedzie, jak na trasie autobusowej,,Zdrowaś Mario' do miasta, jesteś dziewicą,i Jezus nie mógł cię uratować, bo gdy kończy się kościół, zaczyna się życiePrzybądź tu do szkoły, przejdź do światowego życia,Piłkarze, raperzy, uzależnieni od blasku sławy,MDMA sprawi, że poczujesz się jak mistrz,Miasto nigdy nie śpi, wiec jeśli chcesz zasnąć łyknij Ambien*Alicia Keys:Jedna ręka w powietrzu dla dużego miasta,Latarnie uliczne, wielkie sny, wszystko wygląda ładnie,Nie ma miejsca na świecie, które mogłoby mu dorównać,Wznieście swoje zapalniczki w powietrze,Każdy mówi: "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"SŁOWNIK (*)TriBeCa- chyba chodzi tu o całkiem przyjemną terenóweczkę od SubaruStashBox -tajna skrytka na niewielkich rozmiarów przedmiotySiostry Simmons- córki Josepha “Rev Run” Simmons’a sprzedają buty o nazwie ‘pastry’, ich rodzina występuje w reality show Run’s House na MTVBK- Beyonce KnowlesBed-Stuy- dzielnica BrooklynuCourtside- miejsce znajdujące się tak blisko parkietu (na meczu kosza), że gdy wystawi się nogę można kopnąć sędziegoKnicks & Nets- drużyny koszykarskieNigga- bo brzmi lepiej niż ‘czarnuch’OG- tu mam problem, ale możliwe, że chodzi o ‘original gangsta’Krwawi na niebiesko, bo nowojorskie drużyny mają niebieskie barwy, ale nie jest częścią gangu ‘Crip’, którego kolorem też jest niebieskiJeśli Jeezy płaci Lebronowi, ja płacę Dwayne Wade- odnosi się do słów innego rapera Jeezy’ego, infomuje, że on (Jay-Z) płaci za kilogram kokainykoniec mroźnej zimy, a ty wystrojony, lekko ubrany- tak, żeby wyglądać dobrze w ‘Vouge’Ambien- to, co prawdopodobnie spowodowało zgon Jokera [Jay-Z]yeahYeah I'm out that I'm down in next to DeNiroBut I'll be hood foreverI'm the new SinatraAnd since I made it hereI can make it anywhere(Yeah they love me everywhere)I used to cop in HarlemAll of my Dominicanos (Hey yo)Right there off of BroadwayBrought me back to that McDonaldsTook it to my stash spot560 State StreetCatch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping PastryCruising down 8th streetOff-white LexusDriving so slow(but BK, it's from Texas!!)Me I'm out that BedStuyHome of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboardand I brought my boys with meSay what up to Ta-taStill sipping Mai TaisSitting courtsideKnicks and Nets give me high-5N**ga, I be Spiked outI could trip a referee...tell by my attitude that I'm MOST DEFINITELY FROM...[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Jay-Z]I made you hot n-gga,Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can,you should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho,but I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,welcome to the melting pot,corners where we selling rocks,Afrika bambaataa sh-t,home of the hip hop,yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,for foreigners it ain't fitted act like they forgot how to act,8 million stories out there and they're naked,city it's a pity half of y'all won't make it,me I gotta plug a special and I got it made,If Jeezy's payin LeBron, I'm paying Dwayne Wade,3 dice cee-lo3 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[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New YorkWelcome to the bright light..[Jay-Z]Lights is blinding,girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick,the side lines is blind with casualties,who sip the lite casually, then gradually become worse,don't bite the apple Eve,caught up in the in crowd,now you're in-style,and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,the city of sin is a pity on a girls gone bad, the city's 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[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Alicia Keys]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 yeaaahhcome on, come,yeah,[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York YeahZwrotkaYea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCaright next to Deniro, but I'll be hood foreverI'm the new Sinatra, and... since I made it hereI can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhereI used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano'sright there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald'sTook it to my stashbox, 560 State me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry'sCruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexusdrivin' so slow, but BK is from TexasMe, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with meSay whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai'ssittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high fiveNigga I be Spike'd out, Iould trip a refereeTell by my attitude that I'm most defiinitely from....RefrenNewww Yooorrrkkkk, I'm becomin' where dreams are made ofThere's nothin' you can't doout of Neww YooorrrrkkkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youLet's hear it for New York, New York,Neeeew YooorrrkkkkZwrotkaCatch me at the X with OG at a Yankee gameShit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee canYou should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip thoughbut I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique thoughWelcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rockAfrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hopYellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla backfor foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act8 million stories, out there in it nakedCity is a pity, half of y'all won't make itMe, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne WadeThree dice cee-lo, three card mollyLabor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob MarleyStatue of Liberty, long live the World TradeLong live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that'sRefrenZwrotkaLights is blinding, girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines islined with casualties, who sip to life casuallythen gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leafCaught up in the in-crowd, now you're in styleEnd of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin outCity of sin, it's a pity on the windGood girls gone bad, the city's filled with themMami took a bus trip, now she got her bust outEverybody ride her, just like a bus routeHail Mary to the city, you're a virginAnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church endCame here for school, graduated to the high lifeBall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelightMDMA got you feelin' like a championThe city never sleeps, better slip you an AmbienRefrenPrzejścieOne hand in the air for the big cityStreet lights, big dreams, all lookin' prettyNo place in the world that could comparePut your lighters in the airEverybody say "yeaaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaaa"Refren [Jay-Z]yeahYeah I'm out that I'm down in next to DeNiroBut I'll be hood foreverI'm the new SinatraAnd since I made it hereI can make it anywhere(Yeah they love me everywhere)I used to cop in HarlemAll of my Dominicanos (Hey yo)Right there off of BroadwayBrought me back to that McDonaldsTook it to my stash spot560 State StreetCatch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping PastryCruising down 8th streetOff-white LexusDriving so slow(but BK, it's from Texas!!)Me I'm out that BedStuyHome of that boy Biggienow I live on Billboardand I brought my boys with meSay what up to Ta-taStill sipping Mai TaisSitting courtsideKnicks and Nets give me high-5N**ga, I be Spiked outI could trip a referee...tell by my attitude that I'm MOST DEFINITELY FROM...[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Jay-Z]I made you hot n-gga,Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can,you should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho,but I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,welcome to the melting pot,corners where we selling rocks,Afrika bambaataa sh-t,home of the hip hop,yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,for foreigners it ain't fitted act like they forgot how to act,8 million stories out there and they're naked,city it's a pity half of y’all won’t make it,me I gotta plug a special and I got it made,If Jeezy's payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,3 dice cee-lo3 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…[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New YorkWelcome to the bright light..[Jay-Z]Lights is blinding,girls need blindersso they can step out of bounds quick,the side lines is blind with casualties,who sip the lite casually, then gradually become worse,don’t bite the apple Eve,caught up in the in crowd,now you're in-style,and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,the city of sin is a pity on a girls gone bad, the city's 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[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York[Alicia Keys]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 yeaaahhcome on, come,yeah,[Alicia Keys]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,the lights will inspire you,Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
Alicia Keys attended the 2022 Met Gala in a fitted Ralph Lauren dress and a New York City-inspired cape that screams "Empire State of Mind." New York City forever," Keys told La La Anthony in
Tekst piosenki: If I ain't got you Teskt oryginalny: zobacz tłumaczenie › Tłumaczenie: zobacz tekst oryginalny › Some people live for the fortuneSome people live just for the fameSome people live for the power, yeahSome people live just to play the game Some people think that the physical things define what's within And I've been there before but that life's a bore, so full of the superficial Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you babyIf I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond ringsSome just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, yeah Some people search for a fountain The promise is forever young Some people need three dozen roses And that's the only way to prove you love them Hand me the world on a silver platter And what good would it be With no-one to share with, no-one who truly cares for me Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you babyIf I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond ringsSome just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, you, you Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you babyIf I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond ringsSome just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, yeahIf I ain't got you with me, baby, ohh...Say nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing If I ain't got you with me, baby Some people live for the fortuneSome people live just for the fameSome people live for the power, yeahSome people live just to play the game Some people think that the physical things define what's within And I've been there before but that life's a bore, so full of the superficial Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you babyIf I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond ringsSome just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, yeah Some people search for a fountain The promise is forever young Some people need three dozen roses And that's the only way to prove you love them Hand me the world on a silver platter And what good would it be With no-one to share with, no-one who truly cares for me Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you babyIf I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond ringsSome just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, you, you Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you babyIf I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond ringsSome just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, yeahIf I ain't got you with me, baby, ohh...Say nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing If I ain't got you with me, baby Pobierz PDF Kup podkład MP3 Słuchaj na YouTube Teledysk Informacje Alicia Keys to pseudonim artystyczny Alicii Augello Cook, córki Terii Augello, pochodzącej z włosko-irlandzkiej rodziny i Craig'a Cook'a - afroamerykańskiego stewarda. Urodzona w Nowym Jorku w 1981 roku dziewczynka od najmłodszych lat przejawiała talent do muzyki - śpiewać zaczęła niedługo po tym jak nauczyła się mówić. W wieku 9 lat mała Alicia potrafiła już zagrać na fortepianie sonaty Chopina. Pięć lat później rozpoczęła naukę w New York's Professional Performing Arts School w klasach śpiewu Read more on Słowa: Alicia Keys Muzyka: Alicia Keys Rok wydania: brak danych Płyta: brak danych Ostatnio zaśpiewali Inne piosenki Alicia Keys (12) 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 1 komentarz Brak komentarzy
[Bridge] I saw the world It's now or never at all I'm gonna give it my all, oh Whether I rise or fall, oh I'm gonna give it my all [Chorus] Party people say, party people say, "Aye It's a new day
Tłumaczenie: [Nas] (Alicia Keys) Złośliwy, yeah, yeah (Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork) Hej, ty czarny, to kolejny raz yeah, yeah. (Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork) Chodź tu, yeah, yeah (Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork) Hej, ty czarny, to kolejny raz (*"yeah, yeah, Hej, ty czarny, to kolejny raz - kontynuuje przez piosenkę) [Nas] Jeśli znałeś moje ulice Powinieneś wiedzieć, że wszyscy rozmawiają o tym kto dostał siłę. Kto donosi, kto powiedział policji. Kto wrócił do domu, kogo ciągle nie ma, kto spoczywa w pokoju. Teraz oni zabijają muzykę pieniędzmi, nie narkotykami, rap to zastąpił. Ponieważ bandycie mózgi nie mają cierpliwości. Nowe gniazda zastrzeliłam, pokonałam tchórzliwym rytmem, który wytupuję. Muzycy i spłaszczeni kompozytorzy Ból, jestem jak Saddam Hussein Ciągle żywy patrzący na jego spalone szczątki zmarłych dzieci. Spaliłam grę, nauczyłam cię cieniasie nowej lekcji. Twoja drużyna jest delikatna, będzie potrzebowała nowej broni. The P jest oddechem Warriorz i czachy i Timmies. Wokół poplątanych, ostrych, czarnuchów i słabych. Z mojego getta królowiew głęboko myślą, że nie mrugamy. Ale nie myśl, że tracimy czas. To jes Umysł Stanu Nowy Jork. [Chorus #1 - Alicia Keys] Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, Miasto Nowy Jork, whoa oh Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork, Miasto Nowy Jork, kochanie. [Alicia Keys] To jest jak dżungla, tutaj Tak dużo walki, tutaj I moje marzenia ciągle stopniowo przemijają. Chciwość ciągle kuzynką śmierci. Zawsze czuję jak zawsze coś mnie omija. Na ulicach Nowego Jorku. (Umysł Stanu Nowy Jork, Umysł Stanu Nowy Jork) [Alicia Keys] Wszystko co widzę to uliczne domy. I które podtrzymują , naszych ludzi. Jedynie aby ulżyć mózgowi. Jest tak jakbym szła szalona. Rewolucja musi się zacząć, nie tracić czasu. Na ulicach Nowego Jorku. (Umysł Stanu Nowy Jork, Umysł Stanu Nowy Jork, dalej) [Chorus #2 - Alicia Keys] Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, oh Stan umysłu ( Miasto Nowy Jork) Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, oh Stan zbrodni ( Miasto Nowy Jork) Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, oh Wielkie marzenia ( Miasto Nowy Jork) Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork,Nowy Jork, oh Wielka szkoda [Alicia Keys] Oh, przerwij grę Tylko nie bądź ten sam. Kochanie kochaj i dziewczyny bez żalu. Nie możesz uciec ( uciec), plaga epidemii Każda maska w każdym stanie. Nie masz powodu, ponieważ luz ciężko jest znaleźć. [Break - Alicia Keys] Na ulicach Nowego Jorku ( Umysł stanu Nowy Jork) x4 [Rakim] Jestem z domu miliona legend i wyznaczanie trendów. Wiele śladów stóp do śledzenia, robiłem to intensywnie Umysł podkreślając próbuje znaleźć nagranie rozdrobnionego przestępstwa. Cena czasu, nie mam reszty od 9:11 Żyję szybko, pędzę jakby dzisiaj było moim ostatnim. Mam kasę, walka jest jak dzień na zdrowaśkę. Surowy łomot, zapadające szlabany. Manhattan uwolniony od kotów bawiących się w wojnę. Rok Apokalipsy, diabeł steruje polityką. Każdy blok jest ryzykiem, metropolitarnych metropolii. Przeciwko Lizie Minelli i Frankowi Sinatra. Alicia Keys, Nas i Ra gangsterska opera. Więc miasto Nowy Jork chodź ze mną, pogadaj wytrwale. To nasza góra Nowy Jork jest naszym miastem. Tutaj mężczyzna idzie z hymnem, ręce w górę To czas powrotu dreszczy do Nowego Jorku, dalej wstań. [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Rakim - mówi ] O tak, istotnie Keys. Twój Bóg Rakim Allah Miasto Nowy Jork, złośliwy Nas A. Keys, yeah, dalej. Tekst piosenki: [Nas] (Alicia Keys) Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time (*"yeah, yeah, hey yo black it's time" - continues throughout song*) [Nas] If you knew my streets You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef Who snitchin, who told police Who came home, who still gone, who restin in peace Now they killin over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it Cause thugs with no brains got no patience New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin Musician and flatten composition A pain, I'm like Saddam Hussein Still alive lookin at his dead children's burnt remains I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson Your crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weapons The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink But don't think we wastin our time It's a New York State of Mind [Chorus #1 - Alicia Keys] New York, New York, New York New York City, whoa oh New York, New York, New York New York City, baby [Alicia Keys] It's like a jungle, out here So much struggle, out here And my dream's still unphased Greed still the cousin of death Always feels like always somethin farther time In the Streets of New York (New York state of mind, New York State of mind) [Alicia Keys] All I see is street homes And who it's holdin, our people Only comforts the brain It's like I'm going insane The revolution has to start, don't waste no time In the Streets of New York (New York state of mind, New York state of mind) C'mon [Chorus #2 - Alicia Keys] New York, New York, New York, New York oh State of mind (New York City) New York, New York, New York, New York oh State of crime (New York City) New York, New York, New York, New York oh Big dreams (New York City) New York, New York, New York, New York oh Big schemes [Alicia Keys] Oh, break the game Just ain't the same Baby loves and girls with no shame Can't get away (get away), epidemic plague Every hood in every state Don't have no reasons cause relieve is hard to find [Break - Alicia Keys] In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) - 4X (*"New York state of mind" is also repeated in background*) [Rakim] I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin A lot of footsteps to follow, I've been steppin Mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin Time precious, I ain't have rest since nine eleven I live fast, hustle like today is my last I get cash, the struggle's like a day on the Ave. Crack bein raw, gats squeezin off Manhattan squeezin off, from cats who tease with war The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin politics Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera So New York City walk with me, talk gritty It's up to us New York it's our city Here the man come with the anthem, hands up It's time the thrill is back New York, let's stand up [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Rakim - talking behind Chorus] Oh yeah, crucial Keys Your God Rakim Allah New York City, Nasty Nas A. Keys, yeah, c'mon
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