Tłumaczenie piosenki „Empire State of Mind (Part II) Broken Down” artysty Alicia Keys — angielski tekst przetłumaczony na hebrajski Deutsch English Español Français Hungarian Italiano Nederlands Polski Português (Brasil) Română Svenska Türkçe Ελληνικά Български Русский Српски Українська Empire State of Mind Lyrics by Jay-Z from the The Blueprint 3 album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Yeah Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new S… This is free download Empire State of Mind: How Jay-Z Went From Street Corner to Corner Office by Zack O’Malley Greenburg complete book soft copy. Download Book "Empire State of Mind: How Jay-Z Went From Street Corner to Corner Office" by Author "Zack O'Malley Greenburg" in [PDF] [EPUB]. Original Title ISBN # "9781591843818" and ASIN Provided to YouTube by J RecordsEmpire State of Mind (Part II) Broken Down · Alicia KeysThe Element Of Freedom℗ 2009 RCA Records, a division of Sony Music En Empire State of Mind (New York). New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of/ There’s nothin’ you can’t do/ Now you’re in New York/ These streets will make you feel brand new/ Big lights will inspire you/ Let’s hear it for New York, New York, New York This the chorus of a song you most likely know, “Empire State of Mind” // empirestate.txt Empire State of Mind - JAY-Z I used to cop in Harlem; hola, my Dominicanos Using fs.appendFile does not overwrite the file, but updates it from the end position, with the new data we append. This is a useful feature when you just want to update a file, such as continuously adding data to a single log file. 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. ZHOTub. Oooooohh, New York Oooooohh, New York Grew up in a town that is famous as the place of movie scenes Noise was 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 on 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 Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York! On the Avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard Such a meltin' 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 a hunger far more than an empty fridge I'm gon' 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 Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York! One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that can compare Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaah, yeaaaah 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 Let's hear it for New York! Oooh oooh, New YorkOooh oooh, New YorkGrew 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 dreamsAre 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 Yeah, Yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn Now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro But I’ll be hood forever I’m the new Sinatra And since I made it here I can make it anywhere Yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem All of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway Brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot Five Sixty Stage street Catch me in the kitchen Like a Simmons whipping pastry Cruising down 8th Street Off white Lexus Driving so slow but BK is from Texas Me I’m up at Bedsty Home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard And I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta Sitting court side Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from... 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 Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York I made you hot nigga, Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed Blue But I ain't a crip though But I got a gang of niggas walking with my click though Welcome to the melting pot Corners where we selling rocks Afrika bambaataa shit Home of the Hip Hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back, For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act 8 million stories out there and they're naked Cities is a pity half of y'all won't make it, Me, I gotta plug Special Ed "I got it made" If Jesus paying LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade, 3 dice Cee-lo 3 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 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 Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York Lights is blinding Girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick The side lines is blind with casualties Who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse Don’t bite the apple Eve Caught up in the in crowd Now your in-style And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out The city of sin is a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the cities 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 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 Lets 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 Come on, Come on Yeah 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 Lets hear it for New York, New York, New York ąc Za mały ekran 🤷🏻‍♂️ Rozszerz okno swojej przeglądarki, aby zaśpiewać lub nagrać piosenkę Ty śpiewasz partie niebieskie Twój partner śpiewa partie czerwone Wspólnie śpiewacie partie żółte Prosimy czekać, nagrywanie zakończy się za 10s Podział tekstu w duecie Empire state of mind (New York) (niższa tonacja) – Alicia Keys cudmiodmiaa × Mikrofon Kamerka Włączona Wyłączona Nie wykryto kamerki Dostosuj przed zapisaniem Wczytywanie… Własne ustawienia efektu Pogłos Delay Chorus Overdrive Equaliser Głośność Synchronizacja wokalu Gdy wokal jest niezgrany z muzyką! Trwa przetwarzanie: Trwa przesyłanie: 0% Przesyłanie zakończone Yeah Yeah, I'm up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot: 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons whippin' pastry Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus Driving so slow, but is from Texas Now I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais Sittin' courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from 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 Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York I made you hot nigga Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rock Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair they act like they forgot how to add Eight million stories out there in the naked City it's a pity half of y'all won't make it Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I got it made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade Three-dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte 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 that's In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York (welcome to the bright lights, baby) These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York Welcome to the bright light Lights is blinding, girls need blinders Or they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is Lined with casualties who sipping life 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 whim Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city you're 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 an Ambien 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 Let's 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 Come on, come Yeah 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 Let's hear it for New York

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