Singen Empire State Of Mind Karaoke - Jay-Z feat. Alicia Keys - MP3 Karaoke

Die Aufnahme ist eine Coverversion des Songs Empire State Of Mind im Stil von: Jay-Z

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Mit Hintergrund-Gesangsstimme (wahlweise in der KFN-Version)

In der gleichen Tonart wie das Original: Gb-Dur

Veröffentlichung: 2009
Musikrichtungen: Rap & Hip-Hop, R&B, Pop, Englisch
Original Songwriter: Alicia Keys, Bert Keyes, Sylvia Robinson, Jay-Z, Angela Ann Hunte, Janet Andrea Sewell, Alexander Shuckburgh

Alle erhältlichen Titel sind Playbacks und keine Originalversionen.

Text Empire State Of Mind

Yeah, yeah 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 yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem all of my dominicanos
Right there up on broadway pull me back to that McDonalds
Took it to my stash spot
Five Sixty State street
Catch me in the kitchen like a simmons whipping pastry
Cruising down eigth street off white Lexus driving 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 wat up to Ty Ty still sipping Mai Tais sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
Nigga I be spiked out
I could trip a referee tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York, concrete jungle
Hey ah ha yeah where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Yeah
I love New York, these streets
Ah ha, ah ha will make you feel brand new
Big lights will
New, come on
New York, I'm ok inspire you
Let's here it for New York
New York, New York
I made you hot baby
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 tho
But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique 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 fair they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories out there and their in it naked
City is a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me, I gotta plug special ed
I got it made
If Jesus payin' LeBron
I'm paying Dwayne Wade
Three dice cee-lo three 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 that's, hey
In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
I love New York, these streets
Welcome to the bright light babe will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's here 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
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 whim 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 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 an Ambien
In New York, concrete jungle
Hey oh where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
I love New York, these streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's here 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 yeah yeah yeah
I love New York oh oh oh ooh oh oh oh
There's nothing you can't do
I love New York, these streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you here it for New York

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