artist : jay – z ft . alicia keys
song : empire state of mind
album : the blueprint 3

F#
yeah , yeah , im’ma up at brooklyn , now im down in tribeca

right next to deniro , but ill be hood forever
bmaaj7
im 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 mcdonalds
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 im up at bedsty , home of that boy biggie

now i live on billboard , and i brought my boys with me
F#
say wat up to ty ty , still sipping malta

sitting courtside knicks and nets give me high fives
A#
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

theres nothing you cant do ,
Bmaj7
now youre 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 aint 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 aint fitted they forgot how to act
F#
eight million stories out there and their naked

cities is a pity half of yall wont make it
Bmaj7
me i gotta plug a special and i got it made

if jesus payin lebron , im paying dwayne wade

three dice cee – lo , three card marley

labor day parade , rest in peace bob marley ,
A#
statue of liberty , long live the world trade

long live the king yo , im 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 , dont 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 cant 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
A#
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
D#m A#
put your lighters in the air , everybody say yeah

come on , come , yeah

chorus