Chords for Black Star - Respiration ft. Common

[Bm] Escuché la, la ciudad de respirar, .
escuché la.
[D] The new [Bm] moon rode high in the crown [D] of the [C#] metropolis,.
Shining, like who on top of [F#m] this?.
People was hustling, [Bm] arguing [D] and bustling,.
Gangsters [G#] of Gotham, hardcore [Bm] hustling.
I'm wrestling with words and ideas, my head's spitting,.
Seeking what will transmit, describes, then applies, transcripts.
Yo, yo, yo, this ain't no time where the usual is suitable,.
Tonight a live that's described, lit and suitable, .
We do yo, the narcotics, make them metal and fiber optics,.
We're mercenaries, paid to trade hot slacks for profits.
Thirty criminals they're clocking,.
Hard knuckles on the second hands of working class watches,.
Skyscrapers is colossus, the cost of living is prosperous.
Stay alive, keep paying, die, no option, no Batman and Robin,.
Can't tell between the cops and the robbers,.
We're all heartless, they all heartless, with no cause.
Back streets stay blocking, what unbelieving hearts they haunting,.
My ego telling stay sharp, like city lights stay throbbing,.
You either make a way or stay sobbing,.
You're sunny apple whose bruise was sweet,.
And if you choose to eat, you could lose your teeth,.
Many crews are tripping, nightly news repeat,.
Who got shot down in the lockdown,.
Spotlight the savages, Nasdaq averages,.
My narrative rules to explain its existence,.
I miss the harbor lights which remain in the distance,.
There's so much on my mind that I can't recline,.
Blast the holes in the night till she bless sunshine,.
Breathe in and hail neighbors from bright stars and shine,.
Breathe out, smoke retrace the skyline,.
[C#] Words of bass [G#] ride out like an ancient maiden call,.
I can't take a charm, I can feel the city [Bm] breathing,.
Chests heaving against the flesh of the evening,.
Sob before it died like the last train leaving,.
We're breathing in deep city breath,.
Sitting on the initial step, we stoop to new lows,.
Hell froze the night the city slept,.
The beast crept across the jungle,.
Communicating with one another and getting bird rewards,.
Fall from the hydra to the gutters,.
Beast walk the beach, but the beach we be making,.
You on the wrong side of the track,.
Look invisibly shaken, taken in plunges,.
Plunging the death that's painted by the numbers,.
We're crawling under ply pressure,.
Catch a plain God for having children,.
By a lesser baby mother,.
We played against each other like puppets,.
Swearing you got pulled,.
When the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes,.
Getting all of it in jail like a blessing in disguise,.
Looking in the skies for God,.
What you see besides these markers,.
Broken dreams flying away in the wings of the obscene,.
Thoughts that people put in the air,.
Places where you could get murdered over a glare,.
But everything is fair,.
It's a paradox we call reality,.
So keeping it real will make you a casualty of abnormal normality,.
Killers born naturally like Mickey and Mallory,.
Not knowing the ways that get you capped like an NBA salary,.
So much on my mind, I just can't reply,.
Blast the hoes in the night,.
Cause she bless sunshine,.
[A] Breathe in it,.
Hail favors [G#] from bright stars that shine,.
Breathe out,.
Breathe smoke, retrace the skyline,.
Yo, throw the bass ride out like an ancient mating call,.
I can't take it y'all,.
[F#m] I can feel the city breathing,.
Chest heaving,.
Against the flesh of the evening,.
Stop for a dive like the [F#] last train leaving,.
[Bm] .
Yo, on the amen,.
Corner I stood looking at my form hood,.
Felt the spirit in the wind,.
Knew my friend was gone for good dude,.
Hurt on the casket,.
The hurt I couldn't mask it,.
Mix it down,.
Emotions struggle,.
I had to master,.
Aquaria grass,.
Seven steps to heaven,.
They have waited to exhale and make bread leaven,.
Veteran of the cold war,.
In Chicago for,.
What I know or,.
What's known,.
So some days I take the bus home,.
Just to touch home,.
From the crib I spend months gone,.
Sat by the window with a clutched stone,.
Listening to shorty's cuss song,.
Young girls with weak minds but they butt strong,.
Tried to call or at least speak the Lord,.
But didn't have a touchstone,.
So dog and dog world you gotta mush on,.
Some of this man I must own,.
Out of the city,.
They want us gone,.
Tearing down the checks,.
Creating plush homes,.
My circumstance is between,.
Cabrini and love zones,.
Surrounded by hate,.
Yet I love home,.
Ask my God how he thought,.
Traveling the world sound,.
Found it hard to imagine,.
He hadn't been past downtown,.
Skeet,.
I heard the city breathing in sleep,.
A reality I touched,.
But for me it's hard to keep,.
Skeet,.
I heard my man breathing in sleep,.
A reality I touched,.
But for me it's hard to keep,.
So much on my mind,.
I just can't reply,.
Blast the holes in the night,.
Till she bless the sunshine,.
Breathing in the hell vapors,.
From bright stars that shine,.
Breathe out,.
Smoke retraces the skyline,.
Your heart a bass ride,.
Out like an ancient medieval,.
I can't