There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The big lights will inspire you Ooh, New York I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of Hear it for New

Every single word you hear Is coming from this heart of mine. I loved you such a long time ago I walk the lonely streets, I watch the people passing by. I used to smile and say hello. Guess I was just a happy guy. Then you happened, girl, This feeling

All-star in the booth (All-star) Put VVS on my tooth (Bling blaow) Come like I threw a celebrity cook-out 'Cause I got the stars in my roof Nothing but net, step back and I shoot Hard in the streets, I stay in the loop My team of magicians turned one

I know I'm gettin' hooked on your love Talkin' to myself, runnin' in the heat Beggin' for your touch in the middle Of the street and I -- I can't stop thinking 'bout you girl I must be living in a fantasy world I've searched the whole world over To find

Where the elite always meet Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams Or just how much it really means The land of dreams where I can lose My Basin Street blues Now won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take a trip to the land of dreams

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', no Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls Never fear what's on my lens, I see fugazi I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it Back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah) I make more than Dwyane

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York Now you're in New York Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in

But I got one of for you my Portobello Belle She thinks she's tough She ain't no English rose But the blind singer He's seen enough and he knows He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl Belladonna's on the high street Her breasts upon the offbeat And

Legions marching Ready to fire These streets will burn Let the black flag ride The fires of corruption With our fists Up in the air Crash and fall Your hate is our trigger

And I think I understand Like a leaf caught in the wind He drifted a while With no purpose or direction to his life He tried to get himself together And pacify his mind And forget about the things he left behind The cryin' woman Standing helpless in his