Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Khaled
Vocals
Fat Joe
Vocals
Ja Rule
Vocals
Jadakiss
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Atkins
Songwriter
Marcello Valenzano
Songwriter
Andre Lyon
Songwriter
Irving Lorenzo
Songwriter
Lawrence Parker
Songwriter
Jason Phillips
Songwriter
Joseph Cartagena
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Allah
Executive Producer
Fat Joe
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
This Is
DJ Khaled
This is
I'm about unity, man!
This is
Gotta love it
Greetings from Miami-Dade County, Florida
This is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Listennn!
This is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Ohhhh, New York!
Listennn!
[Verse 2]
One's for the trouble
Two's for the show
Three's for the bass and that limelight glow
I know
(You thinking that this game is over)
Oh no! (A-HAAAAAA!)
(The wait is over) New York is back!
(Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side)
D-Block! (Put 'em up high, dunk ride cause)
New York is back!
(Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side) (Uh, yeah, uh yeah)
(Put 'em up high, lets ride cause) (A-HAAAAAA!)
New York is back!
[Verse 3]
Yo, hammer and the muzzle came together
All I did was hold on to the pieces 'til the puzzle came together
Before it all got hype
I was in the core of the Apple before it got ripe
So I ain't gotta act like
I'm on top of, or in front of them
If I'm not the best, dog, then I'm one of them
Listen, I'm a different kind of boss
I'm cut from a different kind of cloth
These **** is different kind of soft
Everybody know it all
Nobody followin' protocol
The money's only good 'til you blow it all
Stacking ever since
Guliani knocked John Gotti (What?)
So now he's running for president
It's a shame what the game's became
But the truth is
There's really nobody to blame
But the music
Yo, let's give it a minute
With no wack gimmicks
Just hard beats and rhymes
To blow breath back in it
[Verse 4]
One's for the trouble
Two's for the show
Three's for the bass and that limelight glow
Oh, I know
(You thinking that this game is over)
Oh no!
(The wait is over)
New York is back!
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side
Put 'em up high, dunk ride cause
New York is back!
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side
Put 'em up high, lets ride cause
New York is back!
[Verse 5]
Muh'fucka I'm the heart and the soul of this
You claim king, but we in control of this
Name another rapper you see on the streets
Huggin' the block at the height of a beef!
(Coca!) (Crack)
Yellow tape and white sheets
Yeah, that's my backdrop whenever I speak
I know a lot of y'all would love to ice me
Make my head jerk like I'm doing the hyphy
But that'll never happen, get on some sick shit
Like fifteen in you, and one in your infant (Owwww!)
Joe's the business, ask about me
In the middle of the desert and they still can't drought me
You know Coca baby he stay on that New York shit
You seen Weezy coming down on that forklift
And money ain't a thing, unless he come up with
Then I'ma have to hit 'em, make a little breads often
[Verse 6]
One's for the trouble
Two's for the show
Three's for the bass and that limelight glow
I know
(You thinking that this game is over)
Oh no!
(The wait is over)
New York is back!
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side
Put 'em up high, dunk ride cause
New York is back!
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side
Put 'em up high, lets ride cause
New York is back!
[Verse 7]
New York, New York, n***a, never went nowhere
I just took off a couple of years
But now I'm back on my day-to-day
Old school, Gucci frames like day to day
Who gon' tell New York "Time's up"? Flavor Flav?
Cause as much as things change it remains the same
And you can give me the city of God
The Mecca, the temple, the mosque
The inspiration; the inception, the art
Of hip-hop was born
The rap game was formed
From n****s that's dead broke, sell drugs, bear arms
Against all odds
And argue all day about who's a bigger star; Joe, Jada or Ja?
So close but so far
So many with no start
I can't believe 50 Cent and NY fell off
Then LA came back, then South is running shit
Then one blood group, shit's all developing, NEW YORK!
[Verse 8]
One's for the trouble
Two's for the show
Three's for the bass and that limelight glow
I know
(You thinking that this game is over)
Oh no!
(The wait is over)
New York is back!
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side
Put 'em up high, dunk ride cause
New York is back!
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side
Put 'em up high, lets ride cause
New York is back!
[Verse 9]
Funkmaster Flex!
DJ Enuff!
Mister Cee!
Cipha Sounds!
Green Lantern!
DJ Absolut!
DJ Camilo!
Kay Slay!
Envy!
Jabba!
Bobby Konders!
Jazzy Joyce!
Cocoa Chanelle!
Angie Martinez!
Fatman Scoop!
Miss Jones!
Ralph McDaniels!
DJ Clue!
Red Alert!
DJ Kid Capri!
DJ SNS!
Warren G!
Doo Wop!
Double R!
Big Mike!
DJ Clark Kent, I got you!
DJ Threat!
Jam Master Jay!
Big Pun!
B.I.G.!
And Free Shyne already!
We the Best!
I'm from Miami-Dade County, Florida
I go by the name of DJ Khaled
And I'm about unity!
I don't care where you from, man!
I'm about unity, man!
I'm about this music, man!
We the Best!
Cool and Dre on the track!
We the best, man!
Listennn!
Written by: Andre Lyon, Carlton Washington Livingston, Clement Seymour Dodd, Hyman Wright, Irving Lorenzo, J Cartegena, J. Phillips, Jeffrey Atkins, Joseph Cartagena, Lawrence Parker, Marcello Valenzano