Chords for Mos Def -1998 -Mos Def & Talib Kweli - Respiration

What did you do last night?
We did two whole cars
It was me, Des and me three right and then the first car small letters
It said all you see is and then you know big big, you know [E] black silver letters said crime in the city, right?
It [G#] just took up the whole
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_ Escuché la ciudad respirando
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_ [D] Escuché la ciudad respirando
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_ _ _ _ _ [D] The [C#m] new moon rode high [C#] in the crown of the metropolis
Shining [D] like who on top of this [F#] people with such a land arguing and bustling
gangsters of Gotham
[Bm] _ I'm wrestling with words and ideas my is
Seeking what will transmit _
Transcript
_ This ain't no time where the usual is suitable tonight alive.
Let's describe it is suitable the indisputable
What we do yoke the narcotics take the metal and fiber optics
We're worse than every paid trade hot stock for profits
We see criminals in pocket on the books on the second hands of working class watches
It's not straight, but it's colossus because the living is for profit stay alive.
You plan die no option
No, Batman and Robin can't tell between the cops in the province.
Oh
Pauly's the all-artist with no cause back streets.
They talking what I'm gonna leave a heart stay haunted
My ego tell us a shop like city lights.
They robbing you either make a way or stay sober
She's any Apple group was sweet and if you [Bm] choose to eat you can lose your teeth many clues
Nightly news repeat who got shot down the lockdown spot like this
Now that averages my narrative rose to explain this against this
I miss the harbor lights which remain in the distance so much on my mind that I [A] can't recline
That's the holes in the light to see less sunshine
Breathe in and help me was from bright stars to shine me.
We smoke we chase the sky I
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[B] _ Can't [Bm] take it y'all I can feel the city even just even against the flesh of the evening
It's time before it died like the last train
We've been in deep city breath sitting on shitty steps
We stooped the new lows health rose the night the city slept the beats
Crack you cross jungles communicate with one another and get a bird reward for from the hydrants to the gutters
Peace walk the beats
But the beats we be making you on the walks out of the track looking visibly shaking taking them plunges
Plunging the death that's painted by the numbers with crumb on the fly pressure
Catch the clean God for having children by a lesser baby mother fuck it
We played against each other like puppets
Swear when you got cool when the only pool you got is the wool over your eyes
Getting knowledge jail like a blessing in disguise in the skies God what you see the stars
It's marg is broken dreams flying away in the wings of the obscene
I'm lost people put in the air places where you could get murdered over a layer, but everything is fair
Paradoxical reality so keeping it real will make you a casualty of abnormal normality
Killers born naturally like Mickey and Mallory not knowing the ways to get you kept like an MBA salary Oh
God being seen to illustrate what we be seeing
But to be a spirit is being with shit is shaking what you believe in the trees to grow in Brooklyn
She's need to be planted
_ _ Love pressure oiled and rose
Niggas act to spoil the shows to the winners the spoil go _
To the gates New York like the Roman Empire [F#] State
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Favors from bright stars to shine breathe out breathe smoke retrace the skyline
[C#] Yo, don't the [A] bass ride out like an ancient mating call.
[B] I can't [G#] take a job
I can feel the city breathing just even against the [F#m] flesh of the evening stop for a die like the [C#] last train _
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Look at that
When my friend was gone good through
Basket the hurt I couldn't mask it fix it down
struggle _ _
Aquaria grass seven steps to heaven
They have waited to exhale to make bread leaven better enough cold war is Chicago for what I know or what's known
So some days I take my song just a touch home from the crib
I smell my dog slap out a window with a clutch stone listen in the short cuts long young girls
We might as well a bus strong
Try to call or at least speak the Lord but didn't have a touchstone
It's a dog-and-dog world.
You got a mushroom some of this man.
I must go out of the city
They won't us go tearing down the checks.
We ain't flush on
Circumstances between Cabrini and love zones
Surrounded by hate yet.
I love home.
That's my guy.
He's not traveling the world sound found it hard to imagine
He hadn't been passed out
Heard the city breathing the sea a reality.
I touch but for me, it's hard to keep
I heard my man breathing a reality.
I touch but for me, it's hard to keep so much on my mind
I just can't the climb blast the holes in the night
Can she bless sunshine breathe in and help make us from bright stars to shine breathe out?
We smoke we trace the skyline your mother face right out like it ain't you making for I can't take it
So I can feel the city breathing just even against the flesh of the evening kiss the eyes.
Goodbye.
I'm on the last train
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