Ed Sheeran – Empire State Of Mind chords

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Tuning Eb [EbAbDbGbBbEb] sorry i know its a pain to re-tune


[Verse]
                   C    Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn
        C       Now I'm down in Tribeca
              CRight next to DeNiro
            CBut I’ll be hood forever
[G]          FI’m the new Sinatra
     FAnd since I made it here
  F           FI can make it anywhere
                   F            [G]Yeah, they love me everywhere
                   C    I used to cop in Harlem
        C       Hola my Dominicanos
              CRight there up on Broadway
            CBrought me back to that McDonalds
[G]          FTook it to my stash spot
     F560 State street
  F           FCatch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry
[G]           CCruising down 8th street
    C   Off-white Lexus
              C                         [G]Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
                FMe I’m out that Bed-Stuy
     FHome of that boy Biggie
                FNow I live on Billboard
                   F            [G]And I brought my boys with me


[Bridge]

[G]            ASay what up to Ty Ty, still sipping mai tais
            G   Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives
           EHomie I be Spiked out, I can trip a referee

Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from


[Chorus]

FNew York
G                                  AConcrete jungle where dreams are made, oh
                    CThere's nothing you can’t do
              FNow you’re in New York
G                                AThese streets will make you feel brand new
                  CBig lights will inspire you
                         FLet'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 y’all won’t make it
Me I gotta plug Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's paying LeBron, I’m 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
I’m 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
Don’t 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 can’t 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]
COne hand in the air for the big city
CStreet lights, big dreams all looking pretty
G?No place in the world that can compare
EPut your lighters in the air, everybody say "yea!"