Empire State of Mind Karaoke - Glee

This title is a cover of Empire State of Mind as made famous by Glee

Formats included:


The CDG format (also called CD+G or MP3+G) is suitable for most karaoke machines. It includes an MP3 file and synchronized lyrics (Karaoke Version only sells digital files (MP3+G) and you will NOT receive a CD).

This universal format works with almost any device (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, Connected TVs...)

This format is suitable for KaraFun Windows Player, a free karaoke software. It allows you to turn on or off the backing vocals, lead vocals, and change the pitch or tempo.

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 86.66 BPM

In the same key as the original: F♯

The song begins a cappella

Duration: 04:41 - Preview at: 02:05

Release date: 2010
Genres: Film & TV Soundtracks, Pop, Rap & Hip-Hop, In English
Original songwriters: Alicia Keys, Bert Keyes, Sylvia Robinson, Jay-Z, Angela Ann Hunte, Janet Andrea Sewell, Alexander Shuckburgh

All files available for download are reproduced tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Empire State of Mind

Yeah I'm up at Brooklyn now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro 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 Dominicans
Right there up on Broadway brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot five sixteen State street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping Pastry
Cruising down eighth street off white Lexus
Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
Me I'm up at Bed Study home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to Ty Ty still sipping Mai-tai
Sitting court side Knicks and Nets give me high fives
Nigga I be Spiked out
I can trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from
From, hey uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Come on
You're welcome, OG
I made you hot nigga
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit I made the Yankee hat more famous than a yankee can
You should know I bleed blue but I ain't a crip tho
But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot corners where we selling rocks
Afrika bambaataa home of the hip hop
Yellow cap, gypsy cap dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories out there and their naked
Cities is a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me I gotta plug Special Ed
I got it made
If Jeezy's paying LeBron
I'm paying Dwayne Wade
Three dice Cee-Lo three card Monte
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 that's
They're part to
Welcome to the bright lights baby
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
Mami took a bus trip 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 save you
Life starts when church starts
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 Ambient

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