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Respiration (Remix) chords by Black Star, Black thought

  • Am

  • Em

  • Bm

    2
  • C

Verse 1
Am
What did you do last night?
We did two whole cars.
was me, Des, and me in three, right?
And in the first car,
small letters that said,
All you see is, and then, you know,
big, big, you know,
black silver letters that said,
Crime in the city, right?
It just took up the whole
Yeah, yeah.
It was a whole car and shit.
Escuchela, la ciudad respirando.
Escuchela, la ciudad respirando.
The new moon rode high
in the crown of the metropolis
Shining, like who on top of this
People was hustling,
arguing and bustling
Gangsters of Gotham, hardcore hustling
I'm wrestling with words and ideas
My answer's quick,
seein' what we'll transmit
The scribes can apply the transcript
Yo, this ain't no time
where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive,
let's describe the inscrutable
The indisputable,
we New York the narcotics
Draped in metal and fiber optics
We're mercenaries paid to trade
hot stocks in for profits
Thirsty criminals, thick pockets
Hot knuckles on the second hands
of working class watches
Skyscrapers is colossus,
the cost of livin' is preposterous
Stay alive, you pay or die, no options
New Batman and Robin,
can't tell between the cops
and the robbers
They both partners, they all heartless,
with no conscience
Back streets stay darkened,
while unbeliever hearts stay hardened
My legal talent stay sharpened,
like city lights stay throbbing
You either make a way or stay sobbing
The shiny apple leaves
bruised with sweet,
and if you choose to eat
You could lose your teeth
Many crews retreat,
nightly news repeat
Who got shot down to lockdown?
Spotlight the savages, Nasdaq averages
My narrative grows to
explain its existence
Amidst the harbor lights
which remain in the distance
So much on my mind that I can't recline
Bless the hoes in the night
till she bless sunshine
Breathe in and hail vapors
from bright stars to shine
Breathe out, we smoke,
we chase the skyline
Heard the bass ride out
like an ancient maiden call
I can't take it, y 'all
I can feel the city breathing
Chest heaving
Against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before I die
like the last train leaving
Breathing in deep city breath
Sitting on shitty steps,
we stoop to new lows
Hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles,
communicating with one another
And ghetto birds were what it's for,
from the hydras to the gutters
The beast walked the beats,
but the beats we be making
You on the wrong side of the track,
looking visibly shaken
Taking in plungers,
plunging the death
that's painted by the numbers
With crumblin' applied pressure
Cats is playing God,
but having children by a lesser baby
Mother, but fuck it,
we played against each other like puppets
Swearing you got pool,
when the only pool you got
is the wool over your eyes
Getting knowledge in jail,
like a blessing in disguise
Looking the skies for God,
what you see besides
the smog
Like it's broken dreams flying away
in the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered
over a glare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So keeping it real will make you
a casualty of abnormal normality
Killers born naturally like
Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways
will get you capped like a MBA salary
So cap BMCing
to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being
when shit is shaking what you believe in
For trees to grow in Brooklyn,
seeds need to be planted
I'm asking if y feel me
and the crowd left me stranded
My blood pressure boils and rose
These New York niggas
act to spoil their shows
To the winners the spoils go,
I take the L
Transfer to the tomb, head to the gates
New York life type trife,
the Roman Empire stank
So much on my mind, I just can't recline
Blast the hoes in the night
till she blend sunshine
Breathe in and hail vapors
from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, breathe smoke
retrace the skyline
Yo, don't the bass ride out
like an ancient mating call?
I can't take it, 'all I can feel the city breathing,
chest heaving
Em
Against the flesh of the evening
Sobbing for a dot like the last
Am
Bm
train leaving
Am
Yo, on the A man Corner
I stood looking at my former hood
Felt his spirit in the wind,
knew my friend was gone for good
Threw dirt on the casket,
the hurt I couldn't mask it
Mixing down emotions,
struggle I hadn't mastered
I choreographed seven steps to heaven
And I'm waiting to exhale
and make the bread leaven
Veteran of the Cold War,
it's a guy I go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home,
just to touch home
From the crib I spend months gone
Sat by the window with a
clutched stone
Listening to shorties cuss long
Young girls are weak minds
but they butt strong
Tried to call or at least speak the Lord
but didn't have a touch tone
It's a dog and dog world,
you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Out of the city, they want us gone
Tearing down the jacks,
creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini
and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Asked my guy how he thought
traveling the world sound
Found it hard to imagine
he hadn't been past downtown
It's deep, I heard the city
breathing its sleep
A reality I touch,
but for me it's hard to keep
It's deep,
I heard my man breathing his sleep
A reality I touch,
but for me it's hard to keep
So much on my mind I just
can't recline
Blasting holes in the night
till she bless sunshine
Breathing in hell vapors
from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, we smoke,
we trace the skyline
You heard the bass ride out
like an ancient mating call
I can't take it, y 'all,
I can feel the city breathin'
Chests heavin' against the
flesh of the evening
Kiss the eyes goodbye,
C
I'm on the last train leavin'
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Am
Thank for
and
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