Orange and blue skies

Lyrics

Mike Brown called game you heard ? New York we got motion ! We outside !!! 1 verse From the Garden lights to the city nights, Knicks got the whole world watchin’ our flights. Blue and orange banners, dreams get fulfilled, Front office played chess while the league stood still. Who saw Brunson comin’? Now the whole league runnin’. Signed that man, built a culture, Now the city stay buzzin’. MSG loud, hear the crowd from Queens, Brooklyn, Bronx, Staten Island, know what I mean. Every possession got the city on edge, Now they fight for every inch, every rebound, every ledge. HOOK: New York stand up, put your hands in the sky, Knicks got the city feelin’ like it’s revenge ‘99. From the blacktop courts to the bright Garden floor, Everybody yellin’, “We want more!” Brunson with the handle, captain of the town, Cross over, pull-up, watch him close it down. Front office hit a home run, everybody know, Turned one smart move into a championship road. VERSE 2: OG lockin’ up, Bridges bringin’ pressure, Hart doin’ everything, effort on another measure. Big men crash boards, wings run the lane, Every night somebody different put respect on the name. Coach Btown got ‘em disciplined, ready for the fight, Defense first mentality, every single night. No shortcuts taken, every win earned, Now the whole basketball world watchin’ and learn. The Garden got electricity, feel it in the air, Fans waited years, now the moment’s here. From downtown Manhattan to the uptown blocks, Everybody rockin’ with the New York Knicks. HOOK: New York stand up, put your hands in the sky, Knicks got the city feelin’ like it’s revenge ‘99 From the blacktop courts to the bright Garden floor, Everybody yellin’, “We want more!” Brunson with the handle, captain of the town, Cross over, pull-up, watch him close it down. Front office hit a home run, everybody know, Turned one smart move into a championship road. OUTRO: Steven A! We good! You heard !! We beat em on the First Take ! Empire State glowin’, city never sleep, Knicks got the heartbeat of every street. Blue and orange forever, hear the fans roar, New York basketball back—open up the door.