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Empire State Of Mind

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Capo 2

                       E
Yeah, Yeah, Im'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca

Right next to DeNiro, But Iíll be hood forever
            Amaj7
Iím the new Sinatra, and since I made it here

I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
                 E
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my dominicanos

Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
              Amaj7
Took it to my stash spot, Five Sixty Stage street

Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry
              E
Cruising down 8th street, off white Lexus

Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
             Amaj7
Me Iím up at Bedsty, home of that boy Biggie

Now i live on billboard, and i brought my boys with me
               E
Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta

Sitting court-side Knicks and Nets give me high fives
           Bb
N-gga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from

Chorus:
   Amaj7
In New York
                                 E
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothing you canít do
              Amaj7
Now youíre in New York
                                 E
These streets will make you feel brand new

The lights will inspire you
                           Amaj7
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York

  
I made you hot n-gga
                E
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game

Sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
                  Amaj7
You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho

But I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though
               E
welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks

Afrika Bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop
            Amaj7
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back

For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act
              E
Eight million stories out there and their naked

Cities is a pity half of yíall wonít make it
          Amaj7
Me I gotta plug a special and i got it made

If Jesus payin' LeBron, Iím paying Dwayne Wade

Three dice Cee-Lo, three card marley

Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
          Bb
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade

Long live the king yo, Iím from the Empire State that's


Chorus


E
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders

So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
Amaj7
Blind with casualties,who sipping life casually

Then gradually become worse, donít bite the apple Eve
E
Caught up in the in crowd, now your in-style

And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out
Amaj7
The city of sin is a pity on a whim

Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them
E
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out

Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Amaj7
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin

And Jesus canít save you life starts when the church ends
E
Came here for school, graduated to the high life

Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
Ab
MDMA got you feeling like a champion

The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien


Chorus

A
One hand in the air for the big city

Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
B
No place in the World that can compare
C#m                                         Ab
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah

Come on, come, yeah


Chorus


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No Capo Version
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                        F#
Yeah, Yeah, Im'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca

Right next to DeNiro, But Iíll be hood forever
            Bmaj7
Iím the new Sinatra, and since I made it here

I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
                 F#
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my dominicanos

Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
              Bmaj7
Took it to my stash spot, Five Sixty Stage street

Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry
              F#
Cruising down 8th street, off white Lexus

Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
             Bmaj7
Me Iím up at Bedsty, home of that boy Biggie

Now i live on billboard, and i brought my boys with me
               F#
Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta

Sitting court-side Knicks and Nets give me high fives
           Bb
N-gga I be spiked out, I can trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from

Chorus:
   Bmaj7
In New York
                                 F#
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothing you canít do
              Bmaj7
Now youíre in New York
                                 F#
These streets will make you feel brand new

The lights will inspire you
                           Bmaj7
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York

  
I made you hot n-gga
                F#
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game

Sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
                  Bmaj7
You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho

But I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though
               F#
welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks

Afrika Bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop
            Bmaj7
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back

For foreigners it ain't fitted they forgot how to act
              F#
Eight million stories out there and their naked

Cities is a pity half of yíall wonít make it
          Bmaj7
Me I gotta plug a special and i got it made

If Jesus payin' LeBron, Iím paying Dwayne Wade

Three dice Cee-Lo, three card marley

Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
          Bb
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade

Long live the king yo, Iím from the Empire State that's


Chorus


F#
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders

So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
Bmaj7
Blind with casualties,who sipping life casually

Then gradually become worse, donít bite the apple Eve
F#
Caught up in the in crowd, now your in-style

And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out
Bmaj7
The city of sin is a pity on a whim

Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them
F#
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out

Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Bmaj7
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin

And Jesus canít save you life starts when the church ends
F#
Came here for school, graduated to the high life

Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
Bb
MDMA got you feeling like a champion

The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien


Chorus

B
One hand in the air for the big city

Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
C#
No place in the World that can compare
Ebm                                         Bb
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah

Come on, come, yeah


Chorus





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