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letra de pretty lights (empire state of mind remix) - jay-z

[verse 1: biggie]
it was all a dream
i used to read word up magazine
salt ‘n’ pepa and heavy d up in the limousine
hangin pictures on my wall
every sat-rday rap attack, mr. magic, marley marl
i let my tape rock ’til my tape popped
smoking weed and bambu, sipping on private stock
way back, when i had the red and black lumberjack
with the hat to match
remember rappin duke? duh-ha, duh-ha
you never thought that hip hop would take it this far
now i’m in the limelight cause i rhyme tight
time to get paid, blow up like the world trade
born sinner, the opposite of a winner
remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner
peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri
funkmaster flex, lovebug starski (w-ssup)
i’m blowing up like you thought i would
call the crib, same number same hood (that’s right)
it’s all good (it’s all good)

[hook: alicia keys]
new york
concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh
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

[verse 2: biggie]
i made the change from a common thief
to up close and personal with robin leach
and i’m far from cheap, i smoke skunk with my peeps all day
spread love, it’s the brooklyn way
the moet and alizé keep me p-ssy
girls used to diss me
now they write letters cause they miss me
i never thought it could happen, this rapping stuff
i was too used to packing gats and stuff
now honeys play me close like b-tter play toast
from the mississippi down to the east coast
condos in queens, indo for weeks
sold out seats to hear biggie smalls speak
living life without fear
putting 5 karats in my baby girl’s ears
lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
considered a fool cause i dropped out of high school
stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
and it’s still all good

[hook]

[verse 3: jay-z]
like a mama you birth me, brooklyn you nursed me
schooled me with hard knocks, better than berkeley
they said you’d murk me, by the time i was twenty one
that sh-t disturbed me, but you never hurt me
h-llo brooklyn, if we had a daughter
guess what i’m a call her, brooklyn carter
when i left you for virginia, it didn’t offend ya
cause you know i only stepped out to get dinner
and i’m eating, so much i bought extra
so much so the dinners now turn into breakfast
i only roll lexus, to hug your road
i love your corners, i’m half your soul

[hook]

- jay z

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