Idioma Origen:
[Nas (Alicia Keys)]
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black itīs time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Hey yo black itīs time
["yeah, yeah, hey yo black itīs 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 īem with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician and flatten composition
A pain, Iīm like Saddam Hussein
Still alive lookin at his dead childrenīs burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
Your crewīs soft man, yaīll need some new weapons
The Pīs breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we donīt blink
But donīt think we wastin our time
Itīs 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]
Itīs like a jungle, out here
So much struggle, out here
And my dreamīs 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 itīs holdin, our people
Only comforts the brain
Itīs like Iīm going insane
The revolution has to start, donīt waste no time
In the Streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York state of mind)
Cīmon
[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 ainīt the same
Baby loves and girls with no shame
Canīt get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every hood in every state
Donīt 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]
Iīm from the home of a million legends and trend settin
A lot of footsteps to follow, Iīve been steppin
Mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin
Time precious, I ainīt have rest since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like today is my last
I get cash, the struggleīs 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 gangstaīs opera
So New York City walk with me, talk gritty
Itīs up to us New York itīs our city
Here the man come with the anthem, hands up
Itīs time the thrill is back New York, letīs 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, cīmon
Idioma Destino:
[Nas (Alicia Keys)]
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black itīs time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Hey yo black itīs time
["yeah, yeah, hey yo black itīs 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 īem with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician and flatten composition
A pain, Iīm like Saddam Hussein
Still alive lookin at his dead childrenīs burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
Your crewīs soft man, yaīll need some new weapons
The Pīs breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we donīt blink
But donīt think we wastin our time
Itīs 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]
Itīs like a jungle, out here
So much struggle, out here
And my dreamīs 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 itīs holdin, our people
Only comforts the brain
Itīs like Iīm going insane
The revolution has to start, donīt waste no time
In the Streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York state of mind)
Cīmon
[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 ainīt the same
Baby loves and girls with no shame
Canīt get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every hood in every state
Donīt 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]
Iīm from the home of a million legends and trend settin
A lot of footsteps to follow, Iīve been steppin
Mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin
Time precious, I ainīt have rest since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like today is my last
I get cash, the struggleīs 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 gangstaīs opera
So New York City walk with me, talk gritty
Itīs up to us New York itīs our city
Here the man come with the anthem, hands up
Itīs time the thrill is back New York, letīs 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, cīmon