- New York, New York - Frank Sinatra
- New York, New York - Michael Bolton
- New York, New York - Ryan Adams
- New York, New York - Mobb Deep
- New York, New York - Acid Drinkers
- New York, New York - Brave Combo
- New York, New York - Reel Big Fish
- New York, New York - Tha Dogg Pound
- New York, New York - David Hasselhoff
- New York, New York - Anna Ternheim
- New York, New York - Nina Hagen
- New York, New York - Liza Minnelli
- New York, New York - Ten Masked Men
- New York, New York - Angie Martinez
- New York, New York - Dictators
- New York, New York - Grandmaster Flash
- New York, New York - On the Town Soundtrack
- New York, New York - Ray Quinn
Start spreading the news
I am leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes
They are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
My little town blues
They are melting away
I gonna make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city
That never sleeps
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the list
Head of the heap
King of the hill
These are little town blues
They have all melted away
I am about to make a brand new start of it
Right there in old New York
And you bet [Incomprehensible] baby
If I can make it there
You know, I'm gonna make it just about anywhere
Come on, come through
Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
These little town blues, are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York..New York
New York... New York
I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps
And find I'm A number one, top of the list
King of the hill, A number one....
These little town blues, are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York... New York New York!!!
Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July
I had a firecracker waiting to blow
Breakin' like a robber who was makin' his way
Through the cities of Mexico
Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
But I've broken up and busted up since
And love don't play any games with me
Anymore like she did before
The world won't wait, so I better shake
That thing right out there through the door
Hell, I still love you, New York
Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds
Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good
Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place
When I was drunk and I was thinking of you
Every day the children they were singing their tune
Out on the streets and you could hear from inside
Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd
I would wait for you and I'd try to hide
And love won't play any games with me
Anymore if you don't want it to
The world won't wait and I watched you shake
But honey, I don't blame you
Hell, I still love you, New York
Hell, I still love you, New York
New York
I remember Christmas in the blistering cold
In a church on the upper west side
Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm
You were holding my trust like a child
Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B
But I tried to keep the overhead low
Farewell to the city and the love of my life
At least we left before we had to go
And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you want 'em to
So we better shake this old thing out the door
I'll always be thinkin' of you
I'll always love you though New York
Brooklyn, New York
Queens, New York
The Bronx, New York
New York, New York
Staten Island, New York
Long Island, New York
Yonkers, New York
Yeah, get it right niggas, we live and die this shit
All I got is my niggas, my family dunn
All I live for is them, I die too dunn
For my doggies my loyalty is crazy
My heart'll turn cold, cause they would do the same for me
All I know is this Mobb shit
Me and my comrades runnin' through the states sound bombing
Every ghetto, every hood, every project, every slum
What what, any two, any one
You don't like me, step up front or hold your tongue
Cause I don't play those games I'll burn ya
Your wife wanna stare nigga, so we fucked her
She love it when I spit on her, when I fuck her
Ain't not'in sweet, ain't no'tin change wit' P
Except now I got more places to lay my hat
I break my back for my clique
Go 'head and try that shit
You'll be a hurt nigga the day you try that shit
Brooklyn, New York
Queens, New York
The Bronx, New York
New York, New York
Staten Island, New York
Long Island, New York
Yonkers, New York
Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it - new york, new york
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - new york,
new york
I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m king of the hill - top of the heap
These little town blues, are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it - in old new
york
If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere
It’s up to you - new york, new york
New york, new york
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find I’m a number one top of the list, king
of the hill
A number one
These little town blues, are melting away
I’m gonna make a brand new start of it - in old
new york
And if I can make it there, I’m gonna make it
anywhere
It up to you - new york new york
Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it, New York, New York
These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
And make a brand new start of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll brand a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York, New York.
I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll brand a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
Start spreadin' the news
I'm leavin' today
I wanna be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I wanna wake up
In a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York
New York, New York
I wanna wake up
In a city that never sleeps
And find I'm A-number one, top of the list
King of the hill, A-number one
These little town blues
Are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it
In old New York
And if I can make it there
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you
Chorus: Snoop
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound
Verse One: Daz
It's the incredible, the lyrical
You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle
I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with a
touch of this twister, stylistic mixture
What I create pulsates, there is no escape
Annihilate your mental mindstate
Dre labels my vocabulary abusive
I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly
Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed
And niggaz throughout this hemisphere, far and near
Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter
Up against the number one contender, as I enter
Cause I gets heated like friction
Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction
Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital
Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
To the average motherfucker's minds these days
I'm all ready to put work in
Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin
Give a FUCK, what's your name, what you claim
Or why you came, motherfucker don't explain
Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply
Layin hoes lifes empty, the invicible MC
Chorus One
Chorus Two: Snoop
Too much, I serve too many people, too much
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
Chorus One and Two
Verse Two: Kurupt
Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees
Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless
The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me
So how the fuck you inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis
Gets me into verbally vindictive
Violent vocabulary bobs to existance
Catch me in the pitch black path
I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
till I hear an instrumental
And detrimental verbals get to spittin
The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written
Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, throughout the war
Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'
The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow
Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'
Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to vocally
bore your whole molecular, structure
Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix
Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist
Chorus One and Two: repeat 2X
[Kurupt]
We live... tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live... cause can't none fuck with the DPG'z
[Daz]
We live (baby) because tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live (baby) none can fuck with the DPG'z
[Snoop]
DPGC, ba-by
ABC the DPG'z
Ba-by...
Verse Three: Daz
Eryday, I bust rhymes and recite
In ways that make MC's stop in daylight
I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the streets
Invincibility is what makes me complete, compete
Nah you can't even fade me
Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today
I wanna be a part of it, New York, New York
These vagabond shoes are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it, New York, New York
I wanna wake up in a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap
These little town blues are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it in old New York
If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York, New York, New York, New York
I wanna wake up in a city that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one, top of the list
King of the hill, a number one
These little town blues are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it in old New York
And if I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
Start spreading the news
I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
These little town blues
Are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it
New York, New York
Start spreading the news
I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
New York City is the hottest place
For a honeymoon in a hotel room
New York City is my favorite place
'Cause I know so many people with a golden face
Uh-huh
It's always late at night when I wanna go out
And New York City has for sure the horniest crowd
Especially for me, this is true,
I have the best time when you're there too
Honey, after the show, when we are ready to go
We are going disco
But before we hit East 7th Street
We are going to another disco
Disco after disco
And shaking our hair to the disco rap
AMPM, Pyramid, Roxy, Mudd Club, Danceteria
The newest club is opening up (repeat x3)
New York, New York (repeat x4)
Yeah!
New York City is the hottest place
For a honeymoon in a hotel room
Uh-huh
New York City is a place so nice
Everybody says it so they had to name it twice
New York my happy love's you, I love you very much
I could not live without you, so let's always keep in touch
New York City has the fanciest rule
When you want to live in this town you just have to be a fool
After the show when we are ready to go
We are going disco
But before we hit East 7th Street
We are going to another disco
Disco, after disco
And shaking our hair to the disco rap
AMPM, Pyramid, Roxy, Mudd Club, Danceteria
The newest club is opening up (repeat x3)
New York, New York (repeat x8)
Yeah
It's going hop hop hop hop hop hop
Straight up to the top
Hop hop hop hop hop hop
Straight up to the top
Let there be light
'Cause David Bowie's gonna be here tonight in New York
I create ecstacy in my world
I know who I am
And I am willing to declare myself to the world
I am a star!
Start spreading the news,
I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York.
These vagabond shoes
are longing to stray
and step around the heart of it
New York, New York
I wanna wake up in that city, that doesn’t sleep,
to find I’m king of the hill, top of the heap.
My little town blues,
are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it
in old New York
if I can make it there,
I’d make it anywhere
it’s up to you
New York, New York
I wanna wake up, in that city that doesn’t sleep,
to find I’m king of the hill, head of the list
cream of the crop at the top of the list
My little town blues... are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it,
in old New York
if I can make it there,
I’d make it anywhere
it’s up to you,
Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it - New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York
I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap
These little town blues, are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it - in old New York
If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you - New York, New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one top of the list, king of the hill
A number one
These little town blues, are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York
And if I can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere
It up to you - New York New York
New York
DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy..
Live from New York nigga..
Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo
They say it ain't where you from that it's where you at
But where I'm from, y'all can tell, don't matter where I'm at
Born and bred in the streets of New York, New York
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I keep the faith in the Knicks, them fuckers
And I'm quick to get slick with the lip and word to mother
love a dude with a doo-rag, from where we suffer
from growin up too fast, I'm a rude ass bitch when I need to be
But I'm cool as shit if you real with me, you feelin me?
I never sleep like my city when it's time to get this money
Got game, spot game, so don't act funny (hah hah)
We the block, we the ave, we the Bronx, we Manhattan
From Staten, to Long Island, we make it happen, out in
NEW YORK, NEW YORK
The city, the buildings
The big rotten apple, old timers and children
NEW YORK, NEW YORK
We trendsetters
We gave birth to rap music, y'all niggaz know better
We NEW YORK, NEW YORK
The latest fashion, listen
We get our jewels from the Diamond District
Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK
The brave, the great
The Eastside nigga, the Empire State
Nigga we gangsta, we dress to kill
We on some real live Mobb shit, pullin up in trucks flossin
The bosses, we scare 'em straight, it's not a game
how we bully shit, you fuck around and get your food ate boy
My razor make your face ke-loid
Then I throw my drink at you (woo!) just to make that shit burn
We make heads turn when we step in
You starin at my piece swingin, it might hypnotize you
Dunn, we never had to tuck our chains
Marquis diamonds all up in your face
We the hood, we the projects, we Brooklyn, we Queens
In the streets, our music is murder, ya heard me?
It's P (yeah) loud and clear, it ain't fair
how I keep droppin that shit that make you look stupid
Me and Angie, got the hottest shit movin on the block right now
Y'all bitches bow down, to..
Yo, we don't negotiate, we move on impulse
You try to insult me and my associates
So that note, we let the guns speak on our behalf
We got dough to keep dirt up off our hands
C'mon, we the M-O-B-B nigga
We the Mobb, who the fuck did you think it was?
Step aside youngbloods when you see New York niggaz come through
Silent murder, that's how we do
Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK - where they tend to wild out
Who am I? Everything bitches pretend to be about
Angie, yeah baby, you thought it was me
Notoriously, N.Y.C. and y'all can see
I'ma be that chick you remember for life
I got, niggaz sick tryin to make me they wife
I'm in the 5 overdrive as I glide across the bridge
Rockin my sunglasses, signin pictures for the kids
I demolish from Tribeca to Hollis
+Sky's the Limit+ like Chris Wallace - you can't stop it
Comin through respect due cause I'm the people's choice
Stop actin new yo, cause you know I'm the voice of
Big shout to Queens, Brooklawn..
Uptown, the B.X., L.I., Shaolin, Y.O.
Nigga!
Desert Storm, Roc-A-Fella, it's William nigga.. Holla!
Smoking marijuana
And watching channel five
I got to get my strength up
This struggle to survive
Well, everyone's an asshole
Everyone's a creep
I look out the city
There's bungalows in the streets
I live in the city
I breathe dirty air
I ride trains with b-boys
Junkies, queens and squares
Safely someone's smiling
The fat man waits his turn
Soon he'll count his money
While the south Bronx slowly burns
Get out for the children
Get your ass and run
Get out of this stinking mess
To a safe suburban slum
I live in the city
I breathe dirty air
I ride trains with b-boys
Junkies, queens and squares
New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one mile high
Built to shelter the rich and greedy
Rows of eyes, disguised as windows
Looking down on the poor and the needy
Miles of people, marching up the avenue
Doin' what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know why
Too much, too many people, too much
Too much, too many people, too much!
A man's on a ledge, says he's gonna jump
People gather round, said, "He won't he's just a chump"
'Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed
His mortgage is due and his marriage is through
He says he ain't gonna pay no child support
Because the bitch left him without a second thought
He got nothing to eat, no shoes on his feet
She even left his clothes out in the street
He keeps hearing noises when he's at home
He always hears voices when he's all alone
His wife took the kids, the car and the crib
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you can't tell the women from the men sometimes
They're sugar and spice and everything nice
But when you get 'em home ain't no telling what you find
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand, on my own two feet
I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
Something's on my mind and I just can't shake it
I need some time, and I want some space
I gotta get away from the human raceâ
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much! Raaah!
Staring at a skyscraper reaching into heaven
When over in the ghetto I'm livin in hell
Just play ball or be an entertainer
'Cause niggaz like me can't read too well
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dreamed about a life but I'm livin in a nightmare
Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown!
Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh
Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh
Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh
Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, HUH!
If only I could sleep just ten more minutes
I might find the strength to make another day
If I didn't have to get up and do my thing
I would probably sleep my whole life away
I messed up a nice dream, somethin' bout ice cream
Whipped cream, fruits and a cherry on top
Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh
The pressure is on, It ain't never gonna stop
I sho' gotta learn to use my mind
I don't wanna be kissing nobody's behind
Just standin' on line lookin' like a jerk
Gotta get off my butt and do a full day's work
I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash
Should'a been thinking and tried to fake whiplash
A crowd gathered round, they're callin' me fat
Who you lookin at with a face like that?
New York New York big city of dreams
Everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just leaning on the fence
Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha)
Too much, too many people, too much! Huh!
A baby cries and a mother dies
And the tears fall from the doctor's eyes
Because in this room, on this day
The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh!
The gift of life really means a lot
And in the ghetto your life is all you got
So you take to the streets, trying to exist
In the trash and slime of a world like this
What you watch on TV tells you what life is supposed to be
But when you look outside the only thing you see
Is the poverty stricken reality, Heh!
Abandoned places, angry faces
Much hate and hunger throughout the races
You say, "I'm grown and I'm on my own
So why don't everybody just leave me alone!"
Now you stay at home, talking on the phone
Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone
They never took the time to tell you 'bout sex
So you had to learn about it in the discotheques
Nine months later, the baby is there
And the Nigga that did it said, "I don't care!"
You don't have enough money to help feed two
So you have to choose between the baby and you
The sky was crying, rain and hail
When you put your baby in the garbage pail
Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid
And you tried to forget what you just did, Huh!
The muffled screams of a dying baby
Was enough to drive the young mother crazy
So she ran in the rain trying to ease the pain
Huh huh, And she drove herself insane
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha)
Too much, too many people, too much! HUH!
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha)
OZZIE:
Come on, Gabey, hurry up!
CHIP:
Twenty-four hours!
SAILOR:
Hey, why don't ya look where you're goin'.
You'd think it was your first time in New York!
GABEY:
It is!
(The sailors look around them, happily absorbing the scene.)
GABEY, CHIP, OZZIE:
New York, New York!
It's a helluva town!
GABEY:
We've got one day here and not another minute
To see the famous sights!
OZZIE:
We'll find the romance and danger waiting in it
Beneath the Broadway lights;
But we've hair on our chests
So what we like the best are the nights
Sights! Lights! Nights!
GABEY, CHIP, OZZIE:
New York, New York, a helluva town.
The Bronx is up, but the Battery's down.
The people ride in a hole in the groun'.
New York, New York, it's a helluva town!
CHIP:
(points to Empire State Building)
Hey, Gabey! Gabey, look.
(consulting his guidebook with reverence and excitement)
Gabey, it says here "There are 20,000 streets in New York,
not counting MacDougal Alley the heart of Green-Witch Village,
a charming thoroughfare filled with..."
OZZIE:
Here we go again!
CHIP:
The famous places to visit are so many,
Or so the guidebooks say.
I promised Daddy I wouldn't miss on any.
And we have just one day.
Got to see the whole town
From Yonkers on down to the Bay.
GABEY, CHIP, OZZIE:
In just one day!
New York, New York, a visitor's place,
Where no one lives on account of the pace,
But seven millions are screaming for space.
New York, New York, it's a visitor's place!
(Two sailors enter, weaving and weary-looking -
one happy, one very glum.)
GABEY:
Hey! Look who's comin' back! It's Tom and Andy!
OZZIE:
Hey, Tom, Andy! Hey, fellas, how are the New York dames?
ANDY:
Wonderful - I don't remember a thing!
TOM:
Awful! I remember everything!
(Tom and Andy exit.)
OZZIE:
Manhattan women are dressed in silk and satin,
Or so the fellas say;
There's just one thing that's important in Manhattan,
When you have just one day;
Gotta pick up a date...
CHIP:
Maybe seven...
OZZIE:
Or eight
On your way.
GABEY, CHIP, OZZIE:
In just one day!
New York, New York, a helluva town.
The Bronx is up, but the Battery's down.
The people ride in a hole in the groun'.
New York, New York, it's a helluva town!!
Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it, New York, New York
These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
And make a brand new start of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York, New York.
I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
