Chords for Alicia Keys & Jay Z - Empire state of mind *LIVE* with lyrics [2009]

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Alicia Keys & Jay Z - Empire state of mind *LIVE* with lyrics [2009] chords
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My friend Jay-Z [E] and Alicia Keys.
[G#]
Stop screaming, [F#]
[C#] I'm leaving [G#m] [D#]
[F#]
New York.
[C#m] [F#] If I [B] can make it [E] there, I'll make [A#m] it [D#] anywhere.
[F] It's up [G#m] to you, [A#m] New [B] York, [C#] New York.
[F#]
[A#] Yeah, yeah, [N] LA make some noise.
[B] Yeah, yeah, I'm [F#] on that Brooklyn.
Now I'm down in Tropic, I'm right next to the Nimro.
But I'll be hood forever, I'm in [B] Los Sinatra.
And since I made it here, I can make it anywhere.
Yeah, they love me everywhere.
I used to [F#] cop in Harlem.
All of my D.V. and E.Connors right there up on Broadway.
Pull me back to that McDonald's and into [B] my sad spot.
Pop, kick these pastry.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with the pastry.
Cruising [F#] down the H-B, off-white Lexus.
Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas.
Me and [B] my dad, that's the home of that boy Biggie.
Now I live on Billboard, and I put my boys with me.
Play with [F#] up the Tata, still sipping my top.
Sitting cost-top, Nixon ass, give me high-five.
Yeah, [A#] I be spiked out, I can trip a referee.
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely [B] from New York.
Concrete jungle with dreams of [F#] better.
There's nothing you [C#] can't do.
Now I'm in [B] New York City.
These streets will make you feel [F#] brand new.
These lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here in the [B] New York, New York, New York.
Catch [F#] me in the X with OG, yeah, the Yankee gang.
Yeah, I made the Yankee, I'm more famous than the Yankee gang.
You [B] should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a crypto.
But I got the whole nation rocking with my clique, yo.
Welcome [F#] to the New Empire, corners where they love to rock.
Africa, everybody here, home of the hip-hop.
Yellow [B] caps, trippy caps, solid caps, hololac,
where Robert and Vinnie, where they act like they put the hot ass.
Eight [F#] million stories, I'm living in nature.
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it.
Me, [B] I got a blood pressure, and I got it made.
Jesus paying LeBron, I'm paying Dwayne Wade.
[F#] Three dice, zero, three-card Marley.
Labor Day parade recipes, Bob Marley.
[A#] Statue in the city, long as the world trade.
Long as it keep going, I'll prove to them quite straight.
[B] New York, concrete jungle where dreams [F#] are made of.
There's nothing you [C#] can't do.
Now you're [B] in New York.
That's right, that's right.
These streets will make you feel [F#] brand new.
Big lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here is [B] the New York, New York, New York.
[F#] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders.
So take a step [F] out of bounds, quick to [B] sidelines.
This line with casual people, stripped in life, casually, they gradually become worse.
Don't bite the [F#] apple, eat caught up in the in-crowd.
Now you're in style, and in the winter gets cold and foggy.
[B] Get out, city, I'm saying it's a pity on the whip.
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with [F#] them.
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got a bus stop.
Everybody ride her, just like a [B] bus, yeah.
Hail Mary to the city of a virgin.
She just can't say you light stars when the [F#] church ends.
Came here for school, graduated to the highlights.
Ball players, rap stars, take [B] me to the limelight.
City like a trip to the city, never seen.
Gotta send you a message.
New York, concrete jungle where dreams [F#] are made
[C#] of.
Now you're [B] in New York.
These streets will make you [F#] feel brand new.
Big lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here in [B] New York, New York, New York.
Everybody, hands up.
One hand in the air, mother, big sister.
Street lights, big dreams, all [C#] of us.
No place in the world that can't call New [D#m] York.
Put your lighters in the air.
Everybody [A#] say, yeah, yeah. Say what?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm [B] from New York.
Concrete jungle where dreams [F#] are made of.
There's nothing you [C#] can't do.
[B]
That's right.
These streets will make you [F#] feel brand new.
Big lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here in [B] New York, New York, New York. Hold up.
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My friend Jay-Z [E] and Alicia Keys.
[G#] _ _
_ Stop screaming, [F#] _ _ _ _
_ [C#] I'm leaving [G#m] _ _ _ [D#] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
New York.
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] If I [B] can make it [E] there, I'll make [A#m] it _ [D#] anywhere.
[F] It's up [G#m] to you, [A#m] New [B] York, [C#] New York.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[A#] _ Yeah, yeah, [N] _ LA make some noise.
_ [B] Yeah, yeah, I'm [F#] on that Brooklyn.
Now I'm down in Tropic, I'm right next to the Nimro.
But I'll be hood forever, I'm in [B] Los Sinatra.
And since I made it here, I can make it anywhere.
Yeah, they love me everywhere.
I used to [F#] cop in Harlem.
All of my D.V. and E.Connors right there up on Broadway.
Pull me back to that McDonald's and into [B] my sad spot.
Pop, kick these pastry.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with the pastry.
Cruising [F#] down the H-B, off-white Lexus.
Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas.
Me and [B] my dad, that's the home of that boy Biggie.
Now I live on Billboard, and I put my boys with me.
Play with [F#] up the Tata, still sipping my top.
Sitting cost-top, Nixon ass, give me high-five.
Yeah, [A#] I be spiked out, I can trip a referee.
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely [B] from New _ York.
Concrete jungle with dreams of [F#] better.
There's nothing you [C#] can't do.
Now I'm in [B] New York City. _
These streets will make you feel [F#] brand new.
These lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here in the [B] New York, New York, New York.
Catch [F#] me in the X with OG, yeah, the Yankee gang.
Yeah, I made the Yankee, I'm more famous than the Yankee gang.
You [B] should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a crypto.
But I got the whole nation rocking with my clique, yo.
Welcome [F#] to the New Empire, corners where they love to rock.
Africa, everybody here, home of the hip-hop.
Yellow [B] caps, trippy caps, solid caps, hololac,
where Robert and Vinnie, where they act like they put the hot ass.
Eight [F#] million stories, I'm living in nature.
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it.
Me, [B] I got a blood pressure, and I got it made.
Jesus paying LeBron, I'm paying Dwayne Wade.
[F#] Three dice, zero, three-card Marley.
Labor Day parade recipes, Bob Marley.
[A#] Statue in the city, long as the world trade.
Long as it keep going, I'll prove to them quite straight.
[B] New York, _ _ concrete jungle where dreams [F#] are made of.
There's nothing you [C#] can't do.
Now you're [B] in New York.
That's right, that's right.
These streets will make you feel [F#] brand new.
Big lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here is [B] the New York, New York, New York.
_ _ [F#] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders.
So take a step [F] out of bounds, quick to [B] sidelines.
This line with casual people, stripped in life, casually, they gradually become worse.
Don't bite the [F#] apple, eat caught up in the in-crowd.
Now you're in style, and in the winter gets cold and foggy.
[B] Get out, city, I'm saying it's a pity on the whip.
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with [F#] them.
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got a bus stop.
Everybody ride her, just like a [B] bus, yeah.
Hail Mary to the city of a virgin.
She just can't say you light stars when the [F#] church ends.
Came here for school, graduated to the highlights.
Ball players, rap stars, take [B] me to the limelight.
_ City like a trip to the city, never seen.
Gotta send you a message.
New York, _ _ concrete jungle where dreams [F#] are made _ _
[C#] of.
Now you're [B] in New York. _ _
These streets will make you [F#] feel brand new.
Big lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here in [B] New York, New York, New York.
Everybody, hands up.
One hand in the air, mother, big sister.
Street lights, big dreams, all [C#] of us.
No place in the world that can't call New [D#m] York.
Put your lighters in the air.
Everybody [A#] say, yeah, yeah. Say what?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm [B] from New York. _ _
Concrete jungle where dreams [F#] are made of.
There's nothing you [C#] can't do.
_ [B] _ _ _
That's right.
These streets will make you [F#] feel brand new.
Big lights will [C#] inspire you.
Here in [B] New York, New York, New York. Hold up.
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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