Empire State Of Mind Chords by Jay-Z

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_ _ _ _ _ [B] Yeah, yeah I'm [F#] out that Brooklyn Now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to the narrow But I'll be hood forever
I'm the [B] new 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 dimini conos
Right there up Oak Roadway Pull me back to that McDonald's
Click into [B] my stash box 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen Like a Simmons whipping pastry
Cruising [F#] down 8th Street Off White Lexus
Driving so slow But VK is from Texas
Me and [B] my vet Vans style Home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard And I brought my boys with me
Say what [F#] up to Tata Still sitting my time
Sitting court side Nicks and Nats [B] give me high five
Nigga [A#] I be spiked out I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude That I'm most definitely [B] from New York
I'm _ creaking roof and dreams are [F#] made of Nothing you [C#] can't do
Out of [B] New York _ _ These streets will make you feel [F#] brand new
Lights will [C#] inspire you Let's hear it for [B] New York
New York New York
Catch [F#] me at the Egbert OG At a Yankee game
Shit I made the Yankee half more famous than the Yankee camp
You [B] should know I bleed blue But I ain't a crypto
But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique though
Welcome [F#] to the melting pot Corners where we selling rocks
Africa been by the shit Home of the hip hop
Yellow [B] cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fair They act like they forgot how to act
8 [F#] million stories Out there in the naked
City it's a pity Half of y'all won't make it
Me [B] I got a plug Special where I got it made it
Jesus paying LeBron I'm paying Dwayne Wade
Three [F#] dice, Z-Lo Three card, Marley
Labor Day Parade Recipe for Marley
[A#] Statue of Liberty Long live the world trade
Long live the king yo I'm from the Empire State
[B] That's New York _ _ I'm creaking roof and dreams [F#] are made of
There's nothing you [C#] can't do Out of [B] New York
_ Welcome to the bright life baby
It's gonna make you feel [F#] brand new Big life will [C#] inspire you
Let's hear it for [B] New York _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] Lights is blinding Girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick
[B] Sidelines is lined with casualties
Who sit the light casually Then gradually become worse
Don't fight the [F#] apple Eve Caught up in the in crowd
Now you're in style And in the winter gets cold
In vogue with the skin [B] out City of sin
It's a pity on a whim 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 route
Hail Mary to the city You're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you Life starts when the [F#] church end
Came here for school Graduated to the high life
Ball players Rap stars
Addicted to the [A#] limelight
Empty in May Got you feeling like a champion
The city never sleep Better slip you an [B] ambient
_ _ _ I'm Creep Jungle with three [F#] tomatoes
_ _ [C#] _ No [B] cowdoing New York
_ These streets will make you [F#] feel brand new Big life will [C#] inspire you
Let's hear it [B] for New York _ _ _ _ _ _
One hand in the air for the big city Streetlights, big dreams all [C#] looking pretty
No place in the world I get from here [D#m] Put your lighters in the air
Everybody [A#] say yeah, yeah, _ _ yeah I'm [B] in New York
_ I'm Creep Jungle with three [F#] tomatoes There's nothing [C#] you can't do
No cowdoing [B] New York
_ These streets will make you [F#] feel brand new Big life will [C#] inspire you
Let's hear it [B] for New York _ _ _ _ _
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