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    Down to the Brooklyn
    In case you wanna come
    Heading to a brewery
    Just to grab me some
    Brown eyes shining
    Like the Vessel
    Feeling all the exotic charming
    Tastes of this world
    The city glows (ooh-ooh-ooh)

    I don't really wanna resist
    Going out to these places
    With ya, with ya
    I just wanna feel intensely
    The hip hop beats heavily
    It's hardcore, on the streets (yo)
    Yeah, it's New York

    Don't call me and text me
    'Cause babe I'm down to Queens
    I'm going to get a tan
    And kiss you on the beach
    Later on we might get a pizza
    Walking around Manhattan
    Bagels in the purse
    This jazz is old, ooh, ooh, ooh

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    I don't really wanna resist
    Going out to these places
    With ya, with ya
    I just wanna feel intensely
    The hip hop beats heavily
    It's hardcore, on the streets (yo)
    Yeah, it's New York

    Get, get, get out the way
    Step off my street
    The king of the concrete eats tacos
    Teeth grit
    This city don't sleep under the sky cold in gray
    To anyone feeling like they might stay
    Heading to Flushing for some shumai
    In Coney Island, Lower Bay
    Russian and Ukrainian on a date
    Roosevelt tram, steel cables levitate
    Yankees cap pride or Broadway stage
    There might be a patch of green in the park
    In Brooklyn, we meet again by the arch
    Battery charging, Wall Street bull snorts hard
    Persian plates, spicy Turkish, I'm off guard
    This is complete democracy

    I don't really wanna resist
    Going out to these places
    With ya, with ya
    I just wanna feel intensely
    The hip hop beats heavily
    It's hardcore, on the streets (yo)
    Yeah, it's New York

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    Composición: Marcos Yury Dieper

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