New York, New York, New York. New York City, baby [Alicia Keys] It's like a jungle, out here. So much struggle, out here. And my dream's still unphased. Greed still the cousin of death. Always feels like always somethin farther time. In the Streets of New York (New York state of mind, New York State of mind) [Alicia Keys] All I see is
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