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Alicia. (album) Alicia is the seventh studio album by American singer-songwriter and pianist Alicia Keys. It was primarily recorded at Oven Studios and Jungle City Studios, both in New York, after her 2016 album Here and her judgeship on the singing competition series The Voice, before being released by RCA Records on September 18, 2020.

Streets Of New York Оригинален текст (feat. Nas & Rakim)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*)NasIf you knew my streetsYou would know all everybody talk about is who got beefWho snitchin, who told policeWho came home, who still gone, who restin in peaceNow they killin over music money, not drugs, rap replaced itCause thugs with no brains got no patienceNew jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickinMusician and flatten compositionA pain, I'm like Saddam HusseinStill alive lookin at his dead children's burnt remainsI burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lessonYour crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weaponsThe P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and TimmiesAround mixed, spics, and giddiesFrom my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blinkBut don't think we wastin our timeIt's a New York State of MindChorus #1 - Alicia KeysNew York, New York, New YorkNew York City, whoa ohNew York, New York, New YorkNew York City, babyAlicia KeysIt's like a jungle, out hereSo much struggle, out hereAnd my dream's still unphasedGreed still the cousin of deathAlways feels like always somethin farther timeIn the Streets of New York(New York state of mind, New York State of mind)Alicia KeysAll I see is street homesAnd who it's holdin, our peopleOnly comforts the brainIt's like I'm going insaneThe revolution has to start, don't waste no timeIn the Streets of New York(New York state of mind, New York state of mind)C'monChorus #2 - Alicia KeysNew York, New York, New York, New York ohState of mind (New York City)New York, New York, New York, New York ohState of crime (New York City)New York, New York, New York, New York ohBig dreams (New York City)New York, New York, New York, New York ohBig schemesAlicia KeysOh, break the gameJust ain't the sameBaby loves and girls with no shameCan't get away (get away), epidemic plagueEvery hood in every stateDon't have no reasons cause relieve is hard to findBreak - Alicia KeysIn the streets of New York (New York state of mind) - 4X(*"New York state of mind" is also repeated in background*)RakimI'm from the home of a million legends and trend settinA lot of footsteps to follow, I've been steppinMind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddinTime precious, I ain't have rest since nine elevenI live fast, hustle like today is my lastI get cash, the struggle's like a day on the bein raw, gats squeezin offManhattan squeezin off, from cats who tease with warThe eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin politicsEvery block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolisThe opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank SinatraAlicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's operaSo New York City walk with me, talk grittyIt's up to us New York it's our cityHere the man come with the anthem, hands upIt's time the thrill is back New York, let's stand upChorus - w/ ad libsRakim - talking behind ChorusOh yeah, crucial KeysYour God Rakim AllahNew York City, Nasty NasA. Keys, yeah, c'mon добави Превод Още текстове от Alicia Keys

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Get concealer boo,” a social media user said. “Alicia Keys is doing that no-makeup thing cause she can afford it,” one guy wrote on Twitter. “Some of you girls look like Krusty the Clown [Intro] Ooooh, New York! Ooooh, New York! [Verse 1] Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes Noise is 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 in marquees found down on Broadway [Hook 1] Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful full 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 Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! [Verse 2] On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge [Hook 2] I'mma make it by any means, I got a pocketful full 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 Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! [Bridge] 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! [Hook 3] 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 Hear it from New York If it Ain't got you Alicia Keys 3:45 256 kbps-Girl On Fire Alicia Keys 3:45 320 kbps official ; Fallin 5 Alicia Keys 3:49 192 kbps arrang + b.v. If I Aint Got You Alicia Keys 3:43 320 kbps arrang + b.v. If I Ain't Got You Alicia Keys 3:57 320 kbps-Girl On Fire 2 Alicia Keys 4:00 128 kbps-Diamonds Rihanna 3:47 320 kbps arrang 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

This is the Lyrics:Ooh, New YorkOoh, New YorkGrew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenesNoise is always loud, there are sirens all around and

Alicia Keys - Empire State Of Mind, Pt. 2 12 jaar geleden toegevoegd door Marrrk Oooh, New York Oooh, New York Grew up in a town That is famous as a place of movie scenes Noise is always loud There are sirenes all around And the streets are mean If I can make it here I could make it anywhere That's what they say Seeing my face in lights Or my name in 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 Hear it for New York, New York, New York On the avenue There ain't never a curfew Ladies work so hard Such a melting 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 the hunger far more Than from an empty fridge I'm going to 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 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, yeah, yeah, yeah 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 Hear it for New York 10 jaar geleden voor het laatst gewijzigd heeft toestemming van Stichting FEMU om deze songtekst te tonen. De songteksten mogen niet anders dan voor privedoeleinden gebruikt worden, iedere andere verspreiding van de songteksten is niet toegestaan. Alicia Keys United Palace, New York, NY - Dec 10, 2022 Dec 10 2022 Following concerts Alicia Keys Kellogg Doolittle House, Joshua Tree, CA - Feb 7, 2023 Feb 07 2023

Tekst piosenki: Empire state of mind (New York) Teskt oryginalny: zobacz tłumaczenie › Tłumaczenie: zobacz tekst oryginalny › Oooh oooh, New York (2x)Grew up in a town,That is famous as a place of movie scenesNoise is always loudThere are sirenes all aroundAnd the streets are meanIf I could make it hereI could make it anywhereThat's what they saySeeing my face in lightsOr my name in marquees found down BroadwayEven if it ain't all it seemsI got a pocketful of dreamsBaby, I'm fromNew York, concrete jungle where dreams are made ofThere's nothing you can't doNow you're in New YorkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youHear it for New York, New York, New YorkOn the avenue, there ain't never a curfewLadies work so hardSuch a melting pot on the corner selling rockPreachers pray to GodHail a gypsy cabTakes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn BridgeSomeone sleeps tonight with a hungerFor more than from an empty fridgeI'm going to make it by any meansI got a pocketful of dreamsBaby, I'm fromNew York, concrete jungle where dreams are made ofThere's nothing you can't doNow you're in New YorkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youHear it for New York, New York, New YorkOne hand in the air for the big cityStreet lights, big dreams, all looking prettyNo place in the world that can comparedPut your lighters in the airEverybody say yeah, yeah yeaahNew York, concrete jungle where dreams are made ofThere's nothing you can't doNow you're in New YorkThese streets will make you feel brand newBig lights will inspire youHear it for New York Brak tłumaczenia!

^{If there are three songs that instantly define the city, they're Frank Sinatra's jazzy "New York, New York", Billy Joel's gentle "New York State of Mind", and Alicia Keys and Jay-Z's energetic "Empire State of Mind." It's hard to go a day in the city without hearing the latter duo's 2011 hit in a restaurant, a store, or a cab.}

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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