| Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
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| From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
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| Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
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| Black, White, New York you make it happen
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| Brownstones, water towers, trees, skyscrapers
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| Writers, prize fighters and Wall Street traders
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| We come together on the subway cars
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| Diversity unified, whoever you are
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| We’re doing fine on the One and Nine line
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| On the L we’re doin' swell
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| On the number Ten bus we fight and fuss
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| Cause we’re thorough in the boroughs and that’s a must
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| I remember when the Deuce was all porno flicks
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| Running home after school to play PIXX
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| At lunch I’d go to Blimpies down on Montague Street
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| And hit the Fulton Street Mall for the sneakers on my feet
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| Dear New York, I hope you’re doing well
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| I know a lot’s happened and you’ve been through hell
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| So, we give thanks for providing a home
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| Through your gates at Ellis Island we passed in droves
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| Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, and Staten
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| From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
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| Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
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| Black, White, New York you make it happen
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| The L.I.E., the BQE
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| Hippies at the band shell with the LSD
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| Get my BVD’s from VIM
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| You know I’m reppin' Manhattan the best I can
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| Stopped off at Bleeker Bob’s got thrown out
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| Sneakin' in at 4:00 am after going out
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| You didn’t rob me in the park at Diana Ross
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| But everybody started looting when the light went off
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| From the South South Bronx, on out to Queensbridge
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| From Hollis Queens right down to Bay Ridge
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| From Castle Hill to the Lower East Side
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| From 1010 WINS to Live At Five
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| Dear New York, this is a love letter
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| To you and how you brought us together
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| We can’t say enough about all you do
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| Cause in the city we’re ourselves and electric, too
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| Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, and Staten
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| From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
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| Asian, Middle-Eastern, and Latin
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| Black, White, New York you make it happen
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| Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
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| Right next to High Bridge across from Harlem
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| To the Grand Concourse where my mom and dad met
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| Before they moved on down to the Upper West
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| I see you’re still strong after all that’s gone on
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| Life long we dedicate this song
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| Just a little something to show some respect
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| To the city that blends and mends and tests
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| Since 9/11, we’re still livin'
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| And lovin', life we’ve been given
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| Ain’t nothing gonna' take that away from us
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| Were lookin' pretty and gritty cause in the city we trust
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| Dear New York, I know a lot has changed
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| 2 towers down, but you’re still in the game
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| Home to the many, rejecting no one
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| Accepting peoples of all places, wherever they’re from
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| Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, and Staten
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| From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
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| Asian, Middle-Eastern, and Latin
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| Black, White, New York you make it happen |