The City That Never Stops

Estic tant lluny i a la vegada tant a prop. Dins meu sempre porto el record d'aquella maravellosa ciutat que mai para, ni les llums mai s'apaguen.

 Trobo a faltar passejar per els carrers amb el cap ven alt mirant els rascacels, contemplar els racons més especials i màgics, veure el moviment de la gent i que sense esperar-ho, es dibuixi un somriure a la cara imaginant com seria la meva vida a Nova York.

"En Nueva York, 

Jungla de concreto, donde están hechos los sueños, 

No hay nada que no puede hacer, 

Ahora estás en Nueva York, 

Estas calles te harán sentir tan bien 

Las luces le inspirará, 

Vamos a escuchar a Nueva York"

Yeah, 

Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn, now Im 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 McDonalds, 

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 wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta 

sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives, 

N-gga 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, 

Theres nothing you can’t do, 

Now you’re in New York, 

these streets will make you feel brand new, 

the lights will inspire you, 

lets here it for New York, New York, New York 

 

I made you hot n-gga, 

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game, 

sh-t i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can, 

you should know I bleed Blue, but I aint a crip tho, 

but i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though, 

welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks, 

afrika bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop, 

yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back, 

for foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act, 

8 million stories out there and their naked, 

cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it, 

me i gotta plug a special and i got it made, 

If Jesus payin 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, 

Theres nothing you can’t do, 

Now you’re in New York, 

these streets will make you feel brand new, 

the lights will inspire you, 

lets here it for New York, New York, New York 

Welcome to the bright light.. 

 

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, 

Theres nothing you can’t do, 

Now you’re in New York, 

these streets will make you feel brand new, 

the lights will inspire you, 

lets here 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 yeaaahh 

come on, come,yeah, 

In New York, 

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, 

Theres nothing you can’t do, 

Now you’re in New York, 

these streets will make you feel brand new, 

the lights will inspire you, 

lets here it for New York, New York, New York

                     

NYC 2012

Fins sempre "New York"