Mercedes con las Chicas de New Directions: New York ( Santana:uh,huh) ( Rachel:yeah,eh) New York ( Santana:yeah) ( Mercedes:New york) Let's hear it for New York ( Santana:uh,huh) These streets will make you feel brand new ( Rachel:you feel brand new) ( Mercedes:New) ( New Directions:You feel brand new)īig lights will inspire you ( Rachel:inspire you) ( Mercedes:you) ( New Directions:Inspire you) Now you're in New York ( Rachel:You're in new york) ( Mercedes:yeah,eh) ( Santana:uh,huh,yeah) There's nothin' you can't do ( Mercedes:nothin' you can't do) ( New Directions:You can't do) New York ( Rachel:New york!) ( Finn:uh,huh) ( Santana:yeah,eh)Ĭoncrete jungle where dreams are made of ( Rachel:are made of) The city never sleeps,( New Directions:come on)īetter slip you an Ambien ( New Directions:yeah,eh) Got you feelin' like a champion ( New Directions:come on) (Oh,woah)
#Jay z empire state of mind cover skin#
New York ( Santana:uh huh) ( Rachel:Yeah hey)Įn vogue, with your skin out(Oh,woah,woah)Īnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end (hey,yeah,yeah)īall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight (oh,woah!)ĭub MHS ( New Directions:come one) (Woah,woah) ( New Directions:yeah,eh) Let's hear it for New York,( Santana:uh.huh) These streets will make ( Con Rachel:you feel brand new) ( Mercedes:brad new baby)īig lights will ( con Rachel:inspire you) ( Mercedes:Oh) Now you're in New York ( Rachel:You're in new york) ( Santana:uh,yeah) ( Puck:welcome to the bright lights baby) There's nothin' you can't do ( Puck:that you can't do) ( Mercedes:you can't do,oh) New York ( Rachel:New york) ( Puck:Hey) ( Santana:uh,yeah) Long live the Kingdom ( New Directions: Come on! yeah,eh) Long live the World trade ( New Directions: Come on! yeah.eh) Statue of Liberty (Oh,oh) ( New Directions:Come on!) New York, New York ( Puck:I hold you high sugar) Let's hear it for New York,( Puck:your welcome Old G) These streets will make ( Con Rachel:you feel brand new) ( Puck:new)īig lights will ( con Rachel:inspire you) ( Puck:Come on!) Now you're in New York (you're in New york!) ( Puck:ah,ah,ah) There's nothin' you can't do ( Puck:yeah) Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from( Come on!)Ĭoncrete jungle where dreams are made of ( Puck: yeah)
Jigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee(Come on,come one) Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald'sĬatch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastriesĬruisin' down 8th Street, off white Lexus I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Solamente Sam y Sunshine muestran interés. Es cantada por New Directions en un intento de reclutar nuevos miembros luego de que Matt Rutherford haya sido transferido, y también luego de descubrir que las Nacionales serán en Nueva York, aunque los estudiantes actúan como si ni siquiera estuvieran ahí.