Alicia Keys - Streets of New York [City Life]

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

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, y'all need some new weapons

The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies

Around mixed, spics, niggas 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

New York, New York, New York

New York City

New York, New York, New York

New York City, baby

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)

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

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

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

In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)

In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)

In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)

In the streets of New York (New York 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'

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

New York, New York, New York

New York City, whoa oh

New York, New York, New York

New York City, baby

Oh yeah, crucial Keys

Your God Rakim Allah

New York City, Nasty Nas

A. Keys, yeah, c'mon

• Artist:Alicia Keys
• Album: Diary of Alicia Keys (2003)