New York, New York, New York, New York oh In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) (New York, New York) New York, New York, New York In the Streets of New York Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah

You know your male's gonna get to you Come snow, rain, sleet, or hail 'Cause I'm a top flight, hold ya tight, get ya there by daylight Do ya right overnight male Let me be your male-man And I'll always come though There's no denying' Come rain or shine

I feel like I've been living in A city with no children in it A garden left for ruin by a millionaire inside Of a private prison The summer that I broke my arm I waited for your letter I have no feeling for you now Now that I know you better I wish that

On a warm San Franciscan night This following program is dedicated to the city And people of San Francisco Who may not know it but they are beautiful And so is their city This is a very personal song So if the viewer cannot understand it Particularly

In slow motion We can take, we can take, we can take our time, stay here Slow motion We can take, we can take, we can take our time, baby I just wanna see you dance in I know you got all dressed up for the club Waiting on them to come pick you up Baby,

Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, yeah Walk in the trap like a boss (ooh) Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh Damn, everybody do wanna be me

That's what you do to me I don't know what you call it but, uh I start a conversation and my mind goes blank When asked my name I can't even think I'm just not hungry when it's time to eat My blazer's on backwards, shoes are on the wrong feet Well some

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

I don't believe, I think I'm falling asleep Is this beginning or ending? Am I stuck in a dream? I don't wanna know what I think, I suppose Out of the light into this timely demise And there's a cross on the hill, the holy image of lies I've opened my

Un soberbio rendido Sin su amor yo ya no puedo continuar Ahora entiendo que el amor no tiene precio Con fama ni dinero si quisiera no la puedo comprar Me dejó una nota adentro del bolsillo Decía estás dormido pero me despido Indestructible inmune a