Run This Town

Chords and lyrics for Run This Town by Jay-z

Am 
Feel 
 
it
G 
comin’ in the
Am 
air
 
Hear the  
F 
screams from every
Am 
where
 
I’m a
G 
ddicted to the  
Am 
thrill
 
It’s a  
F 
dangerous love a
Am 
ffair
 
Can’t be  
G 
scared when it goes  
Am 
down
 
Got a  
F 
problem, tell me  
Am 
now
 
Only  
G 
thing that’s on my  
Am 
mind
 
Is who’s gonna  
F 
run this town to
Am 
night
G 
Am 
Is who’s gonna
F 
run this town t
Am 
onigh
G 
t
Am 
We 
 
gonna
F 
run this town
 
Am 
We are, yeah I said it
G 
we 
 
are
 
This is Roc  
Am 
Nation, pledge your
F 
allegiance
 
Get y’all  
Am 
fatigues on, all black
G 
everything
 
Black cards,  
Am 
black cars, all black
F 
everything
 
And our girls are  
Am 
blackbirds, ridin’ with they
G 
dillingers
 
I’d get more  
Am 
in depth, if you boys really
F 
real 
 
enough
 
This is la  
Am 
familia, I’ll explain
G 
later
 
But for now  
Am 
let me get back to this
F 
paper
 
I’m a couple bands  
Am 
down and I’m tryin’ to get
G 
back
 
I gave the other  
Am 
grip, I lost a flip for five
F 
stacks
 
Yeah I’m talkin’  
Am 
five comma six zeros
G 
dot zero here it go
Am 
Back to runnin’ circles ’round
F 
niggas now we squared up
Am 
Hold 
 
up
 
Life’s a  
G 
game but it’s not  
Am 
fair
 
I break the  
F 
rules so I don’t  
Am 
care
 
So I keep  
G 
doin’ my own  
Am 
thing
 
Walkin’  
F 
tall against the  
Am 
rain
 
Victo
G 
ry’s within the  
Am 
mile
 
Almost  
F 
there, don’t give up  
Am 
now
 
Only  
G 
thing that’s on my  
Am 
mind
 
Is who’s gonna  
F 
run this town to
Am 
night
 
Heeeey  
G 
hey hey hey hey  
Am 
hey
 
Hey  
F 
hey hey hey  
Am 
hey
 
Heeeey  
G 
hey hey hey hey  
Am 
hey
 
Is who’s gonna  
F 
run this town to
Am 
night (Hey hey hey hey)
 
Am 
We are yeah I said it
G 
we 
 
are
 
You can call me  
Am 
Cesar in a dark
F 
Czar
 
Please follow the  
Am 
leader so Eric B.
G 
we 
 
are
 
Microphone  
Am 
fiend it’s the return of
F 
thee God peace God
Am 
Ah ah and
G 
ain’t nobody fresher
 
I’m i
Am 
n mason ah
F 
Martin 
 
Margiela
 
On the  
Am 
tape we’re screamin’ fuck the other
G 
side, they jealous
 
We got a  
Am 
bankhead full of broads they got a
F 
table full of fellas
Am 
And 
 
they
G 
ain’t spending no cake
Am 
They should throw they hand in ’cause
F 
they ain’t got no spades
Am 
My 
 
whole
G 
team got dough
 
So my  
Am 
bankhead is lookin’ like
F 
millionaire’s ‘fro (yeah)
 
Am 
It’s crazy how you can
G 
go from being Joe Blow
Am 
To everybody on your
F 
dick, no homo
Am 
I bought my whole family
G 
whips, no Volvos
Am 
Next time I’m in church,
F 
please no photos
Am 
Police 
 
escorts
G 
everybody 
 
passports
Am 
This the life that
F 
everybody ask for
Am 
This a fast life
G 
we are on a crash course
Am 
What you think I rap for to
F 
push a fucking RAV 4
Am 
But I know that if
G 
I stay stunting
Am 
All these girls only
F 
gonna want one thing
Am 
I could spend my whole life
G 
good will hunting
Am 
Only good gon’ come is as
F 
good when I’m cumming
Am 
She got a ass that’ll
G 
swallow up a g-string
Am 
And up top, unh,
F 
two bee stings
Am 
And I’m beasting
G 
off the riesling
Am 
And my nigga just
F 
made it out the precinct
Am 
We give a damn about the
G 
drama that your dude bring
Am 
I’m just tryin’ to change the
F 
color on your mood ring
Am 
Reebok baby You
G 
need to drop some new things
Am 
Have you ever had
F 
shoes without shoe strings?
Am 
What’s that ‘Ye
G 
? baby, these heels
Am 
Is that a may, what
F 
, Baby, these wheels
Am 
You trippin’ when you
G 
ain’t sippin’ have a refill
 
You  
Am 
feelin’ like you runnin’ huh,
F 
now you know how we feel (Wassup)
 
Am 
Heeeey
G 
hey hey hey hey
Am 
hey
 
Hey  
F 
hey hey hey  
Am 
hey
 
Heeeey  
G 
hey hey hey hey  
Am 
hey
 
Hey  
F 
hey hey hey  
Am 
hey 
 
(wassup)
Am 
Heeeey
G 
hey hey hey hey
Am 
hey
 
Hey  
F 
hey hey hey hey
Am 
Heeeey
G 
hey hey hey hey
Am 
hey
 
We gonna  
F 
run this town to
Am 
night

History

Chords and lyrics for History by Jay-z

G 
Now 
 
t
G 
hat 
 
all
F 
the 
 
sm
F 
oke 
 
is
D 
gone(
D 
lighter
C 
)
C 
C 
G 
And 
 
t
G 
he 
 
batt
F 
le 
 
fina
F 
lly 
 
wo
D 
n(give
D 
me a l
C 
ighter)
C 
C 
G 
Victo
G 
ry`s 
 
fi
F 
nally 
 
o
F 
urs 
 
(l
D 
ighter
D 
s up, l
C 
ighters
C 
up)
C 
F 
Em 
D 
G 
Histo
G 
ry so l
F 
oved, 
 
s
F 
 
long
D 
, so l
D 
ong, 
 
so
C 
long&#
C 
65533;
C 
 
G 
In 
 
se
G 
arch 
 
of
F 
victor
F 
y, 
 
she
D 
keeps
D 
it 
 
 
C 
C 
C 
G 
So 
 
mu
G 
ch 
 
mise
F 
ry, 
 
lik
F 
 
miss
D 
ing 
 
yo
D 
ur 
 
last
C 
shot
C 
C 
G 
As 
 
th
G 
 
crowd
F 
scream
F 
s, 
 
for
D 
the 
 
o
D 
ther 
 
te
C 
am
C 
C 
F 
Em 
D 
G 
 
pra
G 
ctice 
 
s
F 
o hard  
F 
for 
 
th
D 
is 
 
mom
D 
ent 
 
vic
C 
tory 
 
do
C 
n`t 
 
le
C 
ad
G 
Not 
 
j
G 
ust 
 
for
F 
the 
 
mo
F 
ment. 
 
 
D 
to 
 
mak
D 
 
histo
C 
ry 
 
 
C 
C 
F 
Em 
D 
G 
Now 
 
t
G 
hat 
 
all
F 
the 
 
sm
F 
oke 
 
is
D 
gone(
D 
lighter
C 
)
C 
C 
G 
Victo
G 
ry`s 
 
fi
F 
nally 
 
o
F 
urs 
 
(y
D 
ea, 
 
ye
D 
a, 
 
yea)
C 
C 
C 
F 
Em 
D 
G 
Histo
G 
ry so l
F 
oved, 
 
s
F 
 
long
D 
, so l
D 
ong, 
 
so
C 
long&#
C 
65533;
C 
 
G 
So 
 
no
G 
w i`m f
F 
lirting
F 
with 
 
 
D 
death
D 
C 
C 
G 
Witch
G 
is 
 
goo
F 
d for t
F 
he 
 
mom
D 
ent, 
 
b
D 
ut 
 
she`
C 
 
never
C 
enough
C 
F 
Em 
D 
G 
Every
G 
body`s 
 
 
F 
had 
 
her
F 
 
she`
D 
 
noth
D 
ing 
 
lik
C 
 
me
C 
 
G 
Now 
 
t
G 
hat 
 
all
F 
the 
 
sm
F 
oke 
 
is
D 
gone 
 
 
D 
(lighte
C 
rs 
 
up)
C 
 
G 
Now 
 
h
G 
istory 
 
 
F 
is 
 
mine
F 
, it t
D 
aste 
 
s
D 
 
sweet
C 
C 
 
G 
Now 
 
t
G 
hat 
 
all
F 
the 
 
sm
F 
oke 
 
is
D 
gone
D 
C 
C 

Hard Knock Life Ghetto Anthem

Chords and lyrics for Hard Knock Life Ghetto Anthem by Jay-z

 
It’s the hard knock l
C 
ife (uh-huh)  
D 
for 
 
 
E 
us
 
It’s the hard knock l
E 
ife, 
 
 
D 
for 
 
 
C 
us!!
 
Steada Treated,
C 
we 
 
 
D 
get 
 
 
E 
tricked
 
Steada kisses,  
E 
we 
 
g
D 
et 
 
 
C 
kicked
 
It’s the hard knock life!!
C 
D 
E 

Forever Young

Chords and lyrics for Forever Young by Jay-z

C 
Let’s dance in s
G 
tyle let’s dance for a  
Am 
while, heaven can
F 
wait we’re only
 
watching the sk
G 
ies, hoping for the b
Dm 
est but expecting the w
F 
orse are you gunna
 
drop the b
G 
omb or not? L
C 
et us die you
G 
ng or let us live fore
Am 
ver, we dont have the
 
po
F 
wer but we never say ne
G 
ver, sitting in a san
Dm 
dpit, life is a s
F 
hort trip, the
 
music’s for the s
G 
ad 
 
man.
 
F
C 
orever 
 
yo
G 
ung, I wanna  
Am 
be forever y
F 
oung,
G 
do you really wanna  
Dm 
live 
 
forever?
 
Fo
F 
rever
G 
, and ever. Fo
C 
rever 
 
yo
G 
ung, I wanna
Am 
be forever y
F 
oung,
G 
do you really
 
wanna l
Dm 
ive forever? For
F 
ever, 
 
f
G 
orever 
 
y
C 
oung.

Empire State Of Mind

Chords and lyrics for Empire State Of Mind by Jay-z

verse 1 
 
I’m the new
Bmaj7 
Sinatra, and… since I made it here
 
I used to cop in  
F#maj7 
Harlem, all of my Dominicano’s
 
Took it to my  
Bmaj7 
stashbox, 560 State St.
 
Cruisin’ down  
F#maj7 
8th St., off white Lexus
 
Me, I’m out that  
Bmaj7 
Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
 
Say what’s up t
F#maj7 
o Ty-Ty, still sippin’ mai tai’s
 
Nigga I be  
Bb 
Spike’d out, I could trip a referee
 
chorus 
 
B 
New York, concrete jungle where dreams ar
F#maj7 
e made of
 
There’s nothin’ you  
C# 
can’t 
 
do
 
Now you’re in N
B 
ew 
 
York
 
These streets will make you feel  
F#maj7 
brand 
 
new
 
Big lights will  
C# 
inspire 
 
you
 
Let’s hear it for  
B 
New York, New York, New York
 
verse 2 
 
Catch me at th
F#maj7 
e X with OG at a Yankee game
 
You should know I
Bmaj7 
bleed blue, but I ain’t a Crip though
 
Welcome to the  
F#maj7 
melting pot, corners where we sellin’ rock
 
Yellow cab,  
Bmaj7 
gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
 
8 million  
F#maj7 
stories, out there in it naked
 
Me, I got a
Bmaj7 
plug, Special Ed “I Got It Made”
 
Three dice  
F#maj7 
cee-lo, three Card Monty
 
Statue of  
Bb 
Liberty, long live the World Trade
 
chorus 
 
B 
New York, concrete jungle where dreams ar
F#maj7 
e made of
 
There’s nothin’ you  
C# 
can’t 
 
do
 
Now you’re in N
B 
ew 
 
York
 
These streets will make you feel  
F#maj7 
brand 
 
new
 
Big lights will  
C# 
inspire 
 
you
 
Let’s hear it for  
B 
New York, New York, New York
 
verse 3 
 
Bb 
MDMA got you feelin’ like a champion
 
chorus 
 
B 
New York, concrete jungle where dreams ar
F#maj7 
e made of
 
There’s nothin’ you  
C# 
can’t 
 
do
 
Now you’re in N
B 
ew 
 
York
 
These streets will make you feel  
F#maj7 
brand 
 
new
 
Big lights will  
C# 
inspire 
 
you
 
Let’s hear it for  
B 
New York, New York, New York
 
bridge 
 
Everybody say  
Bb 
“yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah”
 
chorus 
 
B 
New York, concrete jungle where dreams ar
F#maj7 
e made of
 
There’s nothin’ you  
C# 
can’t 
 
do
 
Now you’re in N
B 
ew 
 
York
 
These streets will make you feel  
F#maj7 
brand 
 
new
 
Big lights will  
C# 
inspire 
 
you
 
Let’s hear it for  
B 
New York, New York, New York
F#maj7