Chords for 2Pac - Afraid To Die (Sad Song)
Tempo:
84.45 bpm
Chords used:
Em
D
E
Bm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] [Bm] [Em] [D]
[Em]
They'll never take me alive, [Am] I'm getting high [E] with my [Em] profile
Cop don't set us, [Bm] time to die, even as a [Em] youngster
Rolls and rockets [E] on the back of the bus
I [Em] was a fool, went through high [D] school, picking up guts
But [Em] now I'm labeled as a [E] troublemaker
Who can you blame?
Smoking weed [Em] helped me take [D] away the bank
So I'm [Em] hopeless, rolling down the freeway, swerving slow
I'm about to crash [Bm] upon the curb, cause my friends is [Em] loving
Maybe if they tried to [E] understand me, what should [Em] I do?
I had to feed my [D] fucking family, what else could [Em] I do?
But be a [E] thug, I'm singing with the homies
Fuck hanging [Em] with the ponies [D] in their clubs
Got my mind [Em] on danger, never [F#] been a [E] stranger
To [Em] homicide, my city's full of [D]
gangbangers and drive [Em]-bys
Why do we die [E] at an early age?
We was so young, but [Em] still a victim [D] of the 12 gays
My [Em] memories of a [E] corpse, mind full of sick [Em] thoughts
And I ain't going [Bm] back to court, so fuck what [Em] you thought
I'm drinking [Bm] Hennessy, running from my [Em] enemies
When I lit a B [E]-23, there's so [Em] much pain
I can't stay [D] down here, [G] [Bm]
[G] [D] [Em] [Bm]
[Em] cause it's [D] longer than [G] [D]
[C] [D] a year
I [A] won't go away
[Em] They got me mobbing [E] like I'm Loke, I'm ready to [Em] get my slug on
I [D] load my clippers, slip my [Em] motherfucking gloves on
I ain't [E] scared to blast on these suckers if they test [Em] me
Plus I [D] got my Glock, cops banging [Em] if they press me
But the [F#] motherfuckers [E] with a passion, [Em] better talk
Cause [D] I ain't looking when I'm [Em] blasting
I'm a nut, drinking Hennessy
And getting high on the lookout [Bm] for my enemies
Don't [Em] wanna die, tell me why, [E] cause the stress is getting major
A [Em] buck and fifty, [D] cross the face with my [Em] razor
What can I do?
I'll [E] be a thug until I'm dead and [Em] gone
I keep my brain [D] on the game and stay [Em] headstrong
These sorry bastards [E] wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm really [Em] cannot see, and every day is just a struggle
[D] Steady thugging on the streets, and [Em] I been balling Loke
[F#] Don't let them [E] make you worry, keep swinging [Em] at these suckers
[D] Till you worried I was born and [Em] raised
I'm a nigga [F#] from the gutter, [E] word to mother, [Em] I'm Dutch
I'm kicking dust [D] up, ready to bust, I'm [Em] on the scene
Steady mugging [Bm] me, until they kill me [Em] I'll be living this life
I [E] know you feel me, there's so [Em] much pain
[D] [G] [D] [Em] [Bm] [D] [G]
[Bm] [C] [D] [G]
[A] [Em] [E] [Em]
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em] [E] [Em]
[Bm] [Em] [Bm] [Em]
[Bm]
[N]
[Em]
They'll never take me alive, [Am] I'm getting high [E] with my [Em] profile
Cop don't set us, [Bm] time to die, even as a [Em] youngster
Rolls and rockets [E] on the back of the bus
I [Em] was a fool, went through high [D] school, picking up guts
But [Em] now I'm labeled as a [E] troublemaker
Who can you blame?
Smoking weed [Em] helped me take [D] away the bank
So I'm [Em] hopeless, rolling down the freeway, swerving slow
I'm about to crash [Bm] upon the curb, cause my friends is [Em] loving
Maybe if they tried to [E] understand me, what should [Em] I do?
I had to feed my [D] fucking family, what else could [Em] I do?
But be a [E] thug, I'm singing with the homies
Fuck hanging [Em] with the ponies [D] in their clubs
Got my mind [Em] on danger, never [F#] been a [E] stranger
To [Em] homicide, my city's full of [D]
gangbangers and drive [Em]-bys
Why do we die [E] at an early age?
We was so young, but [Em] still a victim [D] of the 12 gays
My [Em] memories of a [E] corpse, mind full of sick [Em] thoughts
And I ain't going [Bm] back to court, so fuck what [Em] you thought
I'm drinking [Bm] Hennessy, running from my [Em] enemies
When I lit a B [E]-23, there's so [Em] much pain
I can't stay [D] down here, [G] [Bm]
[G] [D] [Em] [Bm]
[Em] cause it's [D] longer than [G] [D]
[C] [D] a year
I [A] won't go away
[Em] They got me mobbing [E] like I'm Loke, I'm ready to [Em] get my slug on
I [D] load my clippers, slip my [Em] motherfucking gloves on
I ain't [E] scared to blast on these suckers if they test [Em] me
Plus I [D] got my Glock, cops banging [Em] if they press me
But the [F#] motherfuckers [E] with a passion, [Em] better talk
Cause [D] I ain't looking when I'm [Em] blasting
I'm a nut, drinking Hennessy
And getting high on the lookout [Bm] for my enemies
Don't [Em] wanna die, tell me why, [E] cause the stress is getting major
A [Em] buck and fifty, [D] cross the face with my [Em] razor
What can I do?
I'll [E] be a thug until I'm dead and [Em] gone
I keep my brain [D] on the game and stay [Em] headstrong
These sorry bastards [E] wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm really [Em] cannot see, and every day is just a struggle
[D] Steady thugging on the streets, and [Em] I been balling Loke
[F#] Don't let them [E] make you worry, keep swinging [Em] at these suckers
[D] Till you worried I was born and [Em] raised
I'm a nigga [F#] from the gutter, [E] word to mother, [Em] I'm Dutch
I'm kicking dust [D] up, ready to bust, I'm [Em] on the scene
Steady mugging [Bm] me, until they kill me [Em] I'll be living this life
I [E] know you feel me, there's so [Em] much pain
[D] [G] [D] [Em] [Bm] [D] [G]
[Bm] [C] [D] [G]
[A] [Em] [E] [Em]
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em] [E] [Em]
[Bm] [Em] [Bm] [Em]
[Bm]
[N]
Key:
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They'll never take me alive, [Am] I'm getting high [E] with my [Em] profile
Cop don't set us, [Bm] time to die, even as a [Em] youngster
Rolls and rockets [E] on the back of the bus
I [Em] was a fool, went through high [D] school, picking up guts
But [Em] now I'm labeled as a [E] troublemaker
Who can you blame?
Smoking weed [Em] helped me take [D] away the bank
So I'm [Em] hopeless, rolling down the freeway, swerving slow
I'm about to crash [Bm] upon the curb, cause my friends is [Em] loving
Maybe if they tried to [E] understand me, what should [Em] I do?
I had to feed my [D] fucking family, what else could [Em] I do?
But be a [E] thug, I'm singing with the homies
Fuck hanging [Em] with the ponies [D] in their clubs
Got my mind [Em] on danger, never [F#] been a [E] stranger
To [Em] homicide, my city's full of [D]
gangbangers and drive [Em]-bys
Why do we die [E] at an early age?
We was so young, but [Em] still a victim [D] of the 12 gays
My [Em] memories of a [E] corpse, mind full of sick [Em] thoughts
And I ain't going [Bm] back to court, so fuck what [Em] you thought
I'm drinking [Bm] Hennessy, running from my [Em] enemies
When I lit a B [E]-23, there's so [Em] much pain
I can't stay [D] down here, [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [Em] cause it's [D] longer than [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ [D] a year
I [A] won't go away _
[Em] They got me mobbing [E] like I'm Loke, I'm ready to [Em] get my slug on
I [D] load my clippers, slip my [Em] motherfucking gloves on
I ain't [E] scared to blast on these suckers if they test [Em] me
Plus I [D] got my Glock, cops banging [Em] if they press me
But the [F#] motherfuckers [E] with a passion, [Em] better talk
Cause [D] I ain't looking when I'm [Em] blasting
I'm a nut, drinking Hennessy
And getting high on the lookout [Bm] for my enemies
Don't [Em] wanna die, tell me why, [E] cause the stress is getting major
A [Em] buck and fifty, [D] cross the face with my [Em] razor
What can I do?
I'll [E] be a thug until I'm dead and [Em] gone
I keep my brain [D] on the game and stay [Em] headstrong
These sorry bastards [E] wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm really [Em] cannot see, and every day is just a struggle
[D] Steady thugging on the streets, and [Em] I been balling Loke
[F#] Don't let them [E] make you worry, keep swinging [Em] at these suckers
[D] Till you worried I was born and [Em] raised
I'm a nigga [F#] from the gutter, [E] word to mother, [Em] I'm Dutch
I'm kicking dust [D] up, ready to bust, I'm [Em] on the scene
Steady mugging [Bm] me, until they kill me [Em] I'll be living this life
I [E] know you feel me, there's so [Em] much pain
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They'll never take me alive, [Am] I'm getting high [E] with my [Em] profile
Cop don't set us, [Bm] time to die, even as a [Em] youngster
Rolls and rockets [E] on the back of the bus
I [Em] was a fool, went through high [D] school, picking up guts
But [Em] now I'm labeled as a [E] troublemaker
Who can you blame?
Smoking weed [Em] helped me take [D] away the bank
So I'm [Em] hopeless, rolling down the freeway, swerving slow
I'm about to crash [Bm] upon the curb, cause my friends is [Em] loving
Maybe if they tried to [E] understand me, what should [Em] I do?
I had to feed my [D] fucking family, what else could [Em] I do?
But be a [E] thug, I'm singing with the homies
Fuck hanging [Em] with the ponies [D] in their clubs
Got my mind [Em] on danger, never [F#] been a [E] stranger
To [Em] homicide, my city's full of [D]
gangbangers and drive [Em]-bys
Why do we die [E] at an early age?
We was so young, but [Em] still a victim [D] of the 12 gays
My [Em] memories of a [E] corpse, mind full of sick [Em] thoughts
And I ain't going [Bm] back to court, so fuck what [Em] you thought
I'm drinking [Bm] Hennessy, running from my [Em] enemies
When I lit a B [E]-23, there's so [Em] much pain
I can't stay [D] down here, [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [Em] cause it's [D] longer than [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ [D] a year
I [A] won't go away _
[Em] They got me mobbing [E] like I'm Loke, I'm ready to [Em] get my slug on
I [D] load my clippers, slip my [Em] motherfucking gloves on
I ain't [E] scared to blast on these suckers if they test [Em] me
Plus I [D] got my Glock, cops banging [Em] if they press me
But the [F#] motherfuckers [E] with a passion, [Em] better talk
Cause [D] I ain't looking when I'm [Em] blasting
I'm a nut, drinking Hennessy
And getting high on the lookout [Bm] for my enemies
Don't [Em] wanna die, tell me why, [E] cause the stress is getting major
A [Em] buck and fifty, [D] cross the face with my [Em] razor
What can I do?
I'll [E] be a thug until I'm dead and [Em] gone
I keep my brain [D] on the game and stay [Em] headstrong
These sorry bastards [E] wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm really [Em] cannot see, and every day is just a struggle
[D] Steady thugging on the streets, and [Em] I been balling Loke
[F#] Don't let them [E] make you worry, keep swinging [Em] at these suckers
[D] Till you worried I was born and [Em] raised
I'm a nigga [F#] from the gutter, [E] word to mother, [Em] I'm Dutch
I'm kicking dust [D] up, ready to bust, I'm [Em] on the scene
Steady mugging [Bm] me, until they kill me [Em] I'll be living this life
I [E] know you feel me, there's so [Em] much pain
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