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Ed Sheeran – Empire State Of Mind chords ver. 2
I saw the chords by tutt_81. I couldn't be bothered to re-tune to Eb so worked it out in standard. It sounds ok to me! Hope you like it. B 799877 E 022100 D# x68880 G#m 466444 F# 244322 [Verse]B Yeah, I'm out that BrooklynB Now I'm down in TribecaBRight next to DeNiroBBut Ill be hood foreverEIm the new SinatraEAnd since I made it hereE EI can make it anywhereE Yeah, they love me everywhereB I used to cop in HarlemB Hola my DominicanosBRight there up on BroadwayBBrought me back to that McDonaldsETook it to my stash spotE560 State streetE F#Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastryBCruising down 8th streetB Off-white LexusB Driving so slow but BK is from TexasEMe Im out that Bed-StuyEHome of that boy BiggieENow I live on BillboardE And I brought my boys with me[Bridge]G#mSay what up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai taisF# Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fivesD#Homie I be Spiked out, I can trip a refereeTell by my attitude that I most definitely from [Chorus]ENew YorkF# G#mConcrete jungle where dreams are made, ohBThere's nothing you cant doENow youre in New YorkF# G#mThese streets will make you feel brand newBBig lights will inspire youELet's hear it for New York[Verse 2] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a Crip, though But I got a gang of people walking with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot Corners where we selling rocks Afrika Bambaataa stuff Home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add 8 million stories out there in the naked City, it's a pity half of yall wont make it Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's paying LeBron, Im paying Dwyane Wade [pre-chorus] 3 dice Cee-lo, 3 card Marley Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade Long live the king yo Im from the Empire State, that's: [Chorus] [Bridge] [same chords as the chorus but played as bar chords] Welcome to the bright light Lights is blinding Girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick The side lines is lined with casualties Who sip the life casually, then gradually become worse Dont bite the apple, Eve Caught up in the in-crowd Now you're in-style And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out The city of sin is a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with 'em Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route "Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus cant save you, life starts when the church ends Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feeling like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you a Ambien [Chorus] [Bridge]EOne hand in the air for the big cityEStreet lights, big dreams all looking prettyF#No place in the world that can compareD#Put your lighters in the air, everybody say "yea!"