Empire State Of Mind original guitar chords by 
Jay-zAlicia Keys 
Key: F# major•
Intro 1
Bmaj7
B/C#
Yeah, yeah, I'm out that
Verse 1
F#
Brooklyn,
now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
C#/E#
Bmaj7
I'm the new Sina tra,
and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah,
they love me everywhere
B/C#
F#
I used to cop in Harlem,
hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway,
brought me back to that McDonald's
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Took it to my stashbox,
560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen
like a Simmons whippin' pastry
B/C#
F#
Cruisin' down 8th St, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy,
home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard
and I brought my boys with me
B/C#
F#
Say what up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside,
Knicks and Nets give me high five
C#/E#
A#7
Nigga I be Spike'd out,
I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude attitude
that I'm most definitely from
Chorus 1
Concrete jungle where dreams are
B/C#
F#
made of
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel
B/C#
F#
brand new
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Let's hear it for New York,
New York, New York
Verse 2
Shit, I made the Yankee hat
more famous then a Yankee can
C#/E#
Bmaj7
You should know I bleed blue,
but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas
walkin' with my clique though
B/C#
F#
Welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Yellow cab, gypsy cab,
dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fair,
they act like they forgot how to act
B/C#
F#
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' payin' Lebron,
I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
B/C#
F#
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
C#/E#
A#7
Statue of Liberty,
long live the World Trade
Long live the king king yo,
I'm from the Empire State that's
Chorus 2
Concrete jungle where dreams are
B/C#
F#
made of
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel
B/C#
F#
brand new
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Let's hear it for New York,
New York, New York
B/C#
Verse 3
So they can step out of bounds quick,
who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse,
F#
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold,
Bmaj7
City of sin, it's a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad,
now she got her bust out
C#/E#
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Bmaj7
"Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you,
graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars,
The city never sleeps,
better slip you an Ambien
Chorus 3
Concrete jungle where dreams are
B/C#
F#
made of
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel
B/C#
F#
brand new
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Let's hear it for New York,
Bridge 1
Bmaj7
One hand in the air for the big city
C#
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty
D#m7
No place in the world that could compare
Put your lighters in the air everybody say
A#7
"Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on)
Chorus 4
Bmaj7
"Yeah, yeah" In New York (ayy, ah-ha)
Concrete jungle where dreams are
B/C#
F#
made of
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel
B/C#
F#
brand new
F#
C#/E#
Bmaj7
Let's hear it for New York,
F#
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