Chords for Black Star- Respiration (Feat. Common)

Tempo:
89.35 bpm
Chords used:

Bm

D

G#

F#m

E

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Black Star- Respiration (Feat. Common) chords
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What did you do last night?
We did two [E] whole cars.
It was me, Des, and me, three, right?
And then the first [G#] car, small letters that said,
all you see is.
And then, you know, big, big, you know,
black silver letters that said crime in the city, right?
It just took up the whole car?
Yeah, it was a whole car and shit.
Then it was a, [Bm] you know.
Escuchela la ciudad [F#m] respirando.
[Bm]
Escuchela la [D] ciudad respirando.
[Bm]
[D] [Bm] [F#m] [Bm]
Escuchela.
[D] The new moon rode high in the crown of the mechopolis.
[C#] Shining.
Like, who [D] on top of this?
People [G#] was tussling, arguing, [D] and bustling.
Gangsters of Gotham, hardcore [Bm] hustling.
I'm wrestling with words and ideas.
My ears stripped.
Seeing what will transmit, describe, transcribe.
[E] This ain't [Bm] no time where the usual is suitable.
Tonight, alive, let's describe the inscrutable,
the indisputable.
We knew yo, the narcotics.
Strengthened metal and fiber optics.
Promotionaries paid trade.
Hot slot tips for profits.
Thirsty criminals, they're blocking.
Hard knuckles on the second hands of working class watches.
Sky scrapers is colossus.
It costs a living to be progess.
Stay alive, be prepared.
Die, no option.
No Batman and Robin.
Can't tell between cops and the robbers.
No heartless.
They all heartless.
With no conscience.
Back streets stay darkened.
While unbelieving hearts stay hardened.
My ego telling, stay sharp.
Like city life, stay throbbing.
You either make a way or stay sobbing.
The sunny apple and bruise was sweet.
And if you choose to eat, you could lose your teeth.
Many crews were tripped.
Nightly news repeat.
Who got shot down in lockdown?
Spotlight to savages.
Nasdaq averages.
My narrative grows to explain its existence.
I miss the harbor lights which remain in the distance.
So much on my mind that I can't recline.
Blast the holes in the night to see less sunshine.
Breathe in and hail favors from bright stars to shine.
Breathe out.
We smoke, we chase the skyline.
Throw [C#] the bass [G] right out like an ancient bathing [D#] ball.
I can't take a charm.
[Bm] I can feel the city breathing.
Chests heaving against the flesh of the evening.
Sob before I die like the last train leaving.
Breathing in deep city breaths.
Sitting on shitty steps.
We stoop to new lows.
Hell froze the night the city slept.
The beast crept through concrete jungles.
Communicating with one another and getting bird rewards.
Fall from the hydrants to the gutters.
The beast walking beats but the beats we be making.
You on the wrong side of the track.
Looking visibly shaken.
Taking in plunges.
Plunging to death as painted by the numbers.
With crumbled unapplied pressure.
Catch the plaintiff god for having children.
But unless a baby mother will fuck it.
We played against each other like puppets.
Swearing you got pull when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes.
Getting knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise.
Looking the skies for god.
What you see besides smog is 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 will get you capped like an NBA salary.
So capped being seen to illustrate what we be seeing.
Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shaking.
What you believe in?
The trees are growing in Brooklyn.
Seeds need to be planted.
I'm asking if y'all feel me and the crowd left me stranded.
Low blood pressure, oil, and rose.
These New York niggas acting spoiled as shows.
To the winners, the spoils go.
I take the L's.
Transfer to the 2.
Head to the gate.
New York life type trite.
The room of Empire State.
[D] So much on my mind.
I [E] just can't recline.
Blast the hoes in [G#] the night.
Till she bless sunshine.
[D] Breathing.
That hill [G#] leavers from bright stars.
Breathe out.
Breathe smoke.
Retrace the skyline.
Yo, don't [C#m] the bass ride out like an [G] ancient mating [F#m] call.
I can't take it, y'all.
I can feel the city breathing.
Chest [G#] heaving.
Against the flesh of [F#m] the evening.
Stop for a dive like the last train leaving.
[Bm] Yo, on the A man corner.
I stood looking at my form hood.
Felt the spirit in the wind.
Knew my friend was gone for good.
Threw dirt on the gasket.
The hurt I couldn't mask it.
Mixing down emotions.
Struggle I hadn't mastered.
Aquaria grass.
Seven steps to heaven.
It helped weight into exhale and make bread leaven.
Veteran of the Cold War.
It's 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 cut song.
Young girls with weak minds but they butt strong.
Try to call or at least speak the Lord but didn't have a touch tone.
It's a dog and dog world.
You gotta mush on.
Some of this land I must own.
Out of the city.
They want us gone.
Tearing down the jacks we ain't flush on.
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.
Vowed to haunt you a match and he hadn't been past downtown.
Skeet.
I heard the city breathing and sleep.
A reality I touched but for me it's hard to keep.
Skeet.
I heard my man breathing and sleep.
A reality I touched but for me it's hard to keep.
So much on my mind I just can't recline.
Blast the hoes in the night cause she bless sunshine.
Breathing in the hail vapors from bright stars and shine.
Breathe out.
We smoke retrace the skyline.
Your heart of base dried out like an ancient maiden.
Boy I can't take it y'all.
I can feel the city breathing.
Chests heaving against the flesh of the evening.
Kiss the eyes goodbye I'm on the last train leaving.
[D] [G#] [F#m] [Bm]
[D] [Bm]
[F#m] [Bm]
[N]
Key:  
Bm
13421112
D
1321
G#
134211114
F#m
123111112
E
2311
Bm
13421112
D
1321
G#
134211114
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To learn Black Star - Respiration chords, anchor your practice on these foundational sequence of chords - Bm, D, Bm, F#m, Bm, D, G# and F#m. Start with a comfortable 44 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 89. Adapt the capo setting considering your vocal range, with reference to the key: F# Minor.

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What did you do last night?
We did two [E] whole cars.
It was me, Des, and me, three, right?
And then the first [G#] car, small letters that said,
all you see is.
And then, you know, big, big, you know,
black silver letters that said crime in the city, right?
It just took up the whole car?
Yeah, it was a whole car and shit.
Then it was a, [Bm] you know.
Escuchela la ciudad [F#m] respirando.
_ [Bm] _
_ Escuchela la [D] ciudad respirando.
_ [Bm] _
_ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _
_ Escuchela.
_ [D] _ The new moon rode high in the crown of the mechopolis.
[C#] Shining.
Like, who [D] on top of this?
People [G#] was tussling, arguing, [D] and bustling.
Gangsters of Gotham, hardcore [Bm] hustling.
I'm wrestling with words and ideas.
My ears stripped.
Seeing what will transmit, describe, transcribe.
[E] This ain't [Bm] no time where the usual is suitable.
Tonight, alive, let's describe the inscrutable,
the indisputable.
We knew yo, the narcotics.
Strengthened metal and fiber optics.
Promotionaries paid trade.
Hot slot tips for profits.
Thirsty criminals, they're blocking.
Hard knuckles on the second hands of working class watches.
Sky scrapers is colossus.
It costs a living to be progess.
Stay alive, be prepared.
Die, no option.
No Batman and Robin.
Can't tell between cops and the robbers.
No heartless.
They all heartless.
With no conscience.
Back streets stay darkened.
While unbelieving hearts stay hardened.
My ego telling, stay sharp.
Like city life, stay throbbing.
You either make a way or stay sobbing.
The sunny apple and bruise was sweet.
And if you choose to eat, you could lose your teeth.
Many crews were tripped.
Nightly news repeat.
Who got shot down in lockdown?
Spotlight to savages.
Nasdaq averages.
My narrative grows to explain its existence.
I miss the harbor lights which remain in the distance.
So much on my mind that I can't recline.
Blast the holes in the night to see less sunshine.
Breathe in and hail favors from bright stars to shine.
Breathe out.
We smoke, we chase the skyline.
Throw [C#] the bass [G] right out like an ancient bathing [D#] ball.
I can't take a charm.
[Bm] I can feel the city breathing.
Chests heaving against the flesh of the evening.
Sob before I die like the last train leaving.
Breathing in deep city breaths.
Sitting on shitty steps.
We stoop to new lows.
Hell froze the night the city slept.
The beast crept through concrete jungles.
Communicating with one another and getting bird rewards.
Fall from the hydrants to the gutters.
The beast walking beats but the beats we be making.
You on the wrong side of the track.
Looking visibly shaken.
Taking in plunges.
Plunging to death as painted by the numbers.
With crumbled unapplied pressure.
Catch the plaintiff god for having children.
But unless a baby mother will fuck it.
We played against each other like puppets.
Swearing you got pull when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes.
Getting knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise.
Looking the skies for god.
What you see besides smog is 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 will get you capped like an NBA salary.
So capped being seen to illustrate what we be seeing.
Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shaking.
What you believe in?
The trees are growing in Brooklyn.
Seeds need to be planted.
I'm asking if y'all feel me and the crowd left me stranded.
Low blood pressure, oil, and rose.
These New York niggas acting spoiled as shows.
To the winners, the spoils go.
I take the L's.
Transfer to the 2.
Head to the gate.
New York life type trite.
The room of Empire State.
[D] So much on my mind.
I [E] just can't recline.
Blast the hoes in [G#] the night.
Till she bless sunshine.
[D] Breathing.
That hill [G#] leavers from bright stars.
Breathe out.
Breathe smoke.
Retrace the skyline.
Yo, don't [C#m] the bass ride out like an [G] ancient mating [F#m] call.
I can't take it, y'all.
I can feel the city breathing.
Chest [G#] heaving.
Against the flesh of [F#m] the evening.
Stop for a dive like the last train leaving. _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] Yo, _ _ _ _ _ _ on the A man corner.
I stood looking at my form hood.
Felt the spirit in the wind.
Knew my friend was gone for good.
Threw dirt on the gasket.
The hurt I couldn't mask it.
Mixing down emotions.
Struggle I hadn't mastered.
Aquaria grass.
Seven steps to heaven.
It helped weight into exhale and make bread leaven.
Veteran of the Cold War.
It's 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 cut song.
Young girls with weak minds but they butt strong.
Try to call or at least speak the Lord but didn't have a touch tone.
It's a dog and dog world.
You gotta mush on.
Some of this land I must own.
Out of the city.
They want us gone.
Tearing down the jacks we ain't flush on.
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.
Vowed to haunt you a match and he hadn't been past downtown.
Skeet.
I heard the city breathing and sleep.
A reality I touched but for me it's hard to keep.
Skeet.
I heard my man breathing and sleep.
A reality I touched but for me it's hard to keep.
So much on my mind I just can't recline.
Blast the hoes in the night cause she bless sunshine.
Breathing in the hail vapors from bright stars and shine.
Breathe out.
We smoke retrace the skyline.
Your heart of base dried out like an ancient maiden.
Boy I can't take it y'all.
I can feel the city breathing.
Chests heaving against the flesh of the evening.
Kiss the eyes goodbye I'm on the last train leaving. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _

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