Alicia Keys

Alicia Keys

Alicia Keys (25 de enero de 1981, Nueva York) es el nombre artístico de Alicia Augello Cook, una cantante y compositora de R&B y soul. Nacida en Manhattan, Nueva York, desde los dos años vivió con su madre ante la separación de sus padres. Ha vendido en el mundo más de 28 millones de discos y ganado numerosos premios, incluidos 12 Grammys, 17 Premios Billboard y tres American Music Awards. Su álbum debut Songs in A Minor ganó 5 grammys en una sola noche. Clive Davis (el descubridor de Whitney Houston años atrás) la descubrió en Arista Records y lanzó el 26 de junio de 2001 Songs in A Minor con el que consiguió cinco premios Grammy; incluyendo los preciados Mejor Artista Nuevo y Canción del Año ( Fallin´). En 2003 presentó su segundo álbum The Diary of Alicia Keys', un disco inspirado en la música americana de los años 70, producido por Peter Edge, Jeff Robinson y por la propia Alicia Keys. El disco en sí, y la colaboración que realizó en 2004 con el cantante Usher para el tema My Boo le valieron 8 nominaciones a los premios Grammy 2005. En octubre de 2005 se lanzó a la venta el disco Unplugged, álbum en vivo de las descontinuadas series de conciertos acústicos de la MTV que Keys trajo de nuevo a la luz. Su último disco titulado As I am se publicó el 13 de noviembre de 2007. Trabajo en el que contó con la ayuda de la compositora Linda Perry, que contribuye con tres temas,

Letra de Streets Of New York (City Life)
[Nas] (Alicia Keys)
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey, yo, black it's time again,
Yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey, yo black, it's time

[Nas]
If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef,
Who snitchin', who told police,
who came home, who still gone, who rest in peace.
Now they killin' over music, money, not drugs; rap replaced it.
Cuz thugs with no brains got no patience
New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin'
Musician and flatten composition
A pain, I'm like Saddam Hussein
Still alive lookin' at his dead children's burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
Your crew's soft man, y'all need some new weapons
The P's breathe warriors and skullies and timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink
But don't think we wastin' our time
It's a New York state of mind

(Alicia Keys)
New York, New York, New York,
New York City, whoa-oh-oh-oh
New York, New York, New York,
New York City, baby

It's like a jungle out here, so much struggle out here
And my dreams still unphased, greed's the cousin of death
Always feels like a race against father time,
In the streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York state of mind)
All I see is street hos, and bullet holes in our peoples.
Only crime fills the brain
It's like I'm going insane
The revolution has to start, don't waste no time
In the streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York state of mind)
C'mon

New York, New York, New York, New York, ohh, state of mind (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York, ohh, state of crime (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York, ohh, big dreams (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York, ohh, big schemes

Oh, it's like the game
Just ain't the same
Baby thugs and girls with no shame
Can't get away, get away, epidemic plague
Ev'ry hood in, every state
Don't have no reasons cuz relief is hard to find
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)

[Rakim]
I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, I been steppin'
Mind stressin', tryin' to find a record crime shreddin'
Time precious, I ain't had rest since nine-eleven
I live fast, hustle like today is my last
I get cash, the struggle's like a day on the Ave.
Crack bein' raw, gats squeezin off
Manhattan squeezin' off, from cats who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin' politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis.
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra, the gangsta's opera
So New York City walk with me, talk gritty
It's up to us New York, it's our city
Here the man come with the anthem, hands up
It's time, the thrill is back New York, let's stand up

[Alicia Keys]
New York, New York, New York,
New York City, whoa-oh-oh-oh
New York, New York, New York,
New York City, baby
New York, New York, New York,
New York City, whoa-oh-oh-oh
New York, New York, New York,
New York City, baby

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