Chords for 2Pac - Human Virus (HD)
Tempo:
159.95 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Am
F
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[C]
[F] I don't understand, it's not the same rules.
We all have to follow the [C] same rules.
The rules have to [G] apply to every man, woman, and child.
It cannot be just for the rich or for the poor.
If it is, there's going to be war.
[A] I'm showing you [Am] that when you oppress a people, all we're going to do is blow up in your [G] face.
If you put gasoline [C] in a bottle and put a match to it, it's going to blow up.
A whole bunch of glass is going to spurt.
It's going to be blood everywhere.
It's going to be [F] bad scenes in the victims.
We don't want that.
We don't want that.
That's why [C] we're rapping and we're not in the [G] bushes sniping motherfuckers.
And that's what Thug Life is about.
Got me thinking about better days.
[A] Time to question our lifestyle, [Am] look how we live.
Smoking weed like it ain't [G] no thanks.
So even kids [C] want to try now, then lie down and get ran through.
Nobody watches, I'm clocking the evil man [F] too.
Plays with the demons, addicted to hearing victims screaming.
Guess we was evil [C] since birth, product of cursed [G]
sins.
Cause even our birthdays is cursed days.
I'm born thug in the first place, the worst [A] ways.
[Am] I love to see the block in peace, with no more dealers and crooked [G] cops.
The only way to stop [C] the peace, and only we can change.
It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same.
Too many [F] murders, too many funerals, and too many tears.
Just seen another brother bury, [C] plus I knew him for years.
[G]
That's why it's family, but what can I say?
Keep your head up and try to keep the faith, and pray [Am] for better days.
Better days, better days, [G] better days, [C] better days.
I'm thinking about better days.
[F] Nipsey Hussle was murdered in broad daylight outside a clothing store that he owned [C] in South Los Angeles.
[G]
Killed just before he was about to meet with city leaders and the LAPD about reducing gang violence.
[A] They get back as [Am] an adolescent, who would have guessed that in my future years, [G] I'd be stressed.
Some say [C] the ghetto's sick and corrupted.
Plus my PO won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with.
Trying [F] to keep my head up and stay strong.
All my homies slinging yeah-yo all day [C] long.
But they wrong, [G] so I'm solo and so broke.
Saving up for some Jordans, cause they dope.
I got a [A] girl and I love her, but she broke [Am] too.
So am I, I can't take her to the place [G] she wanna go to.
[C] So we all do the play fight, all day and night.
Making passionate love to the daylight.
[F] Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent.
Guess it's time to see who really [C] is your man.
[G]
Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed.
So many blessings while we stressing, looking for them better [Am]
days.
[G] [C]
[F]
Better days, better days, better [C] days, better [G]
days.
Now [A] me and you was real [Am] fools, hell on them square fools.
Since back in high school, [G] we was true, me and [C] you.
Only part of us separated, we stayed faded.
Affiliated with gang bangers and still [F] made it.
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him.
Still dressing [C] like grown men when rolling.
[G]
Out in the dark, smoking Newport, gaming Marx.
Got a place in my heart, homie stay [A] smart.
Lock you [Am] open the pen and give you three to ten.
I send you letters [G] with niggas flicks of old [C]
friends.
Hoping you well, I know it's hell doing time in the city.
You need masks when you in [F] jail, and me I'm doing cool.
I settled down, had a [C] family, working at night [G] school.
Every once in a while I reminisce and I wonder how we ever came to this.
I miss [Am] the better days.
DJ Ne-Mo.
Better days, [G] better [C]
days, better days, better days, [F]
better days,
[C] better [G]
days.
[A]
[Am]
[G] [C]
[F]
[C] [G]
[E]
[E] [Em]
[Am]
[B]
[A]
[Em]
[Am] [Em]
[B]
[A] [Em]
[Em]
[A] [Em]
[F#] [E]
[A] [Em]
[F#] [B] [N]
[C]
[F] I don't understand, it's not the same rules.
We all have to follow the [C] same rules.
The rules have to [G] apply to every man, woman, and child.
It cannot be just for the rich or for the poor.
If it is, there's going to be war.
[A] I'm showing you [Am] that when you oppress a people, all we're going to do is blow up in your [G] face.
If you put gasoline [C] in a bottle and put a match to it, it's going to blow up.
A whole bunch of glass is going to spurt.
It's going to be blood everywhere.
It's going to be [F] bad scenes in the victims.
We don't want that.
We don't want that.
That's why [C] we're rapping and we're not in the [G] bushes sniping motherfuckers.
And that's what Thug Life is about.
Got me thinking about better days.
[A] Time to question our lifestyle, [Am] look how we live.
Smoking weed like it ain't [G] no thanks.
So even kids [C] want to try now, then lie down and get ran through.
Nobody watches, I'm clocking the evil man [F] too.
Plays with the demons, addicted to hearing victims screaming.
Guess we was evil [C] since birth, product of cursed [G]
sins.
Cause even our birthdays is cursed days.
I'm born thug in the first place, the worst [A] ways.
[Am] I love to see the block in peace, with no more dealers and crooked [G] cops.
The only way to stop [C] the peace, and only we can change.
It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same.
Too many [F] murders, too many funerals, and too many tears.
Just seen another brother bury, [C] plus I knew him for years.
[G]
That's why it's family, but what can I say?
Keep your head up and try to keep the faith, and pray [Am] for better days.
Better days, better days, [G] better days, [C] better days.
I'm thinking about better days.
[F] Nipsey Hussle was murdered in broad daylight outside a clothing store that he owned [C] in South Los Angeles.
[G]
Killed just before he was about to meet with city leaders and the LAPD about reducing gang violence.
[A] They get back as [Am] an adolescent, who would have guessed that in my future years, [G] I'd be stressed.
Some say [C] the ghetto's sick and corrupted.
Plus my PO won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with.
Trying [F] to keep my head up and stay strong.
All my homies slinging yeah-yo all day [C] long.
But they wrong, [G] so I'm solo and so broke.
Saving up for some Jordans, cause they dope.
I got a [A] girl and I love her, but she broke [Am] too.
So am I, I can't take her to the place [G] she wanna go to.
[C] So we all do the play fight, all day and night.
Making passionate love to the daylight.
[F] Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent.
Guess it's time to see who really [C] is your man.
[G]
Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed.
So many blessings while we stressing, looking for them better [Am]
days.
[G] [C]
[F]
Better days, better days, better [C] days, better [G]
days.
Now [A] me and you was real [Am] fools, hell on them square fools.
Since back in high school, [G] we was true, me and [C] you.
Only part of us separated, we stayed faded.
Affiliated with gang bangers and still [F] made it.
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him.
Still dressing [C] like grown men when rolling.
[G]
Out in the dark, smoking Newport, gaming Marx.
Got a place in my heart, homie stay [A] smart.
Lock you [Am] open the pen and give you three to ten.
I send you letters [G] with niggas flicks of old [C]
friends.
Hoping you well, I know it's hell doing time in the city.
You need masks when you in [F] jail, and me I'm doing cool.
I settled down, had a [C] family, working at night [G] school.
Every once in a while I reminisce and I wonder how we ever came to this.
I miss [Am] the better days.
DJ Ne-Mo.
Better days, [G] better [C]
days, better days, better days, [F]
better days,
[C] better [G]
days.
[A]
[Am]
[G] [C]
[F]
[C] [G]
[E]
[E] [Em]
[Am]
[B]
[A]
[Em]
[Am] [Em]
[B]
[A] [Em]
[Em]
[A] [Em]
[F#] [E]
[A] [Em]
[F#] [B] [N]
Key:
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Am
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_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ I don't understand, it's not the same rules.
We all have to follow the [C] same rules.
The rules have to [G] apply to every man, woman, and child.
It cannot be just for the rich or for the poor.
If it is, there's going to be war.
[A] I'm showing you [Am] that when you oppress a people, all we're going to do is blow up in your [G] face.
If you put gasoline [C] in a bottle and put a match to it, it's going to blow up.
A whole bunch of glass is going to spurt.
It's going to be blood everywhere.
It's going to be [F] bad _ scenes in the victims.
We don't want that.
We don't want that.
That's why [C] we're rapping and we're not in the [G] bushes sniping motherfuckers.
And that's what Thug Life is about.
Got me thinking about better days.
_ [A] Time to question our lifestyle, [Am] look how we live.
Smoking weed like it ain't [G] no thanks.
So even kids [C] want to try now, then lie down and get ran through.
Nobody watches, I'm clocking the evil man [F] too.
Plays with the demons, addicted to hearing victims screaming.
Guess we was evil [C] since birth, product of cursed [G]
sins.
Cause even our birthdays is cursed days.
I'm born thug in the first place, the worst [A] ways.
_ [Am] I love to see the block in peace, with no more dealers and crooked [G] cops.
The only way to stop [C] the peace, and only we can change.
It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same.
Too many [F] murders, too many funerals, and too many tears.
Just seen another brother bury, [C] plus I knew him for years.
[G] _
That's why it's family, but what can I say?
Keep your head up and try to keep the faith, and pray [Am] for better days.
_ Better days, better days, _ [G] better days, [C] better _ days.
_ _ I'm thinking about better days.
_ _ [F] Nipsey Hussle was murdered in broad daylight outside a clothing store that he owned [C] in South Los Angeles.
_ [G]
Killed just before he was about to meet with city leaders and the LAPD about reducing gang violence.
[A] They get back as [Am] an adolescent, who would have guessed that in my future years, [G] I'd be stressed.
Some say [C] the ghetto's sick and corrupted.
Plus my PO won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with.
Trying [F] to keep my head up and stay strong.
All my homies slinging yeah-yo all day [C] long.
But they wrong, [G] so I'm solo and so broke.
Saving up for some Jordans, cause they dope.
I got a [A] girl and I love her, but she broke [Am] too.
So am I, I can't take her to the place [G] she wanna go to.
[C] So we all do the play fight, all day and night.
Making passionate love to the daylight.
[F] Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent.
Guess it's time to see who really [C] is your man.
_ _ [G]
Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed.
So many blessings while we stressing, looking for them better [Am]
days. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
Better days, better _ days, better _ _ [C] days, better _ [G] _
_ days. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Now [A] me and you was real [Am] fools, hell on them square fools.
Since back in high school, [G] we was true, me and [C] you.
Only part of us separated, we stayed faded.
_ Affiliated with gang bangers and still [F] made it.
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him.
Still dressing [C] like grown men when rolling.
[G]
Out in the dark, smoking Newport, gaming Marx.
Got a place in my heart, homie stay [A] smart.
Lock you [Am] open the pen and give you three to ten.
I send you letters [G] with niggas flicks of old [C]
friends.
Hoping you well, I know it's hell doing time in the city.
You need masks when you in [F] jail, _ and me I'm doing cool.
_ I settled down, had a [C] family, working at night [G] school.
Every once in a while I reminisce and I wonder how we ever came to this.
I miss [Am] the better days.
DJ Ne-Mo. _ _ _
Better days, [G] _ better _ [C]
days, _ _ _ _ _ _ better days, better days, _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ better days, _
_ _ _ [C] better _ _ [G] _
_ _ days. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
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_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ I don't understand, it's not the same rules.
We all have to follow the [C] same rules.
The rules have to [G] apply to every man, woman, and child.
It cannot be just for the rich or for the poor.
If it is, there's going to be war.
[A] I'm showing you [Am] that when you oppress a people, all we're going to do is blow up in your [G] face.
If you put gasoline [C] in a bottle and put a match to it, it's going to blow up.
A whole bunch of glass is going to spurt.
It's going to be blood everywhere.
It's going to be [F] bad _ scenes in the victims.
We don't want that.
We don't want that.
That's why [C] we're rapping and we're not in the [G] bushes sniping motherfuckers.
And that's what Thug Life is about.
Got me thinking about better days.
_ [A] Time to question our lifestyle, [Am] look how we live.
Smoking weed like it ain't [G] no thanks.
So even kids [C] want to try now, then lie down and get ran through.
Nobody watches, I'm clocking the evil man [F] too.
Plays with the demons, addicted to hearing victims screaming.
Guess we was evil [C] since birth, product of cursed [G]
sins.
Cause even our birthdays is cursed days.
I'm born thug in the first place, the worst [A] ways.
_ [Am] I love to see the block in peace, with no more dealers and crooked [G] cops.
The only way to stop [C] the peace, and only we can change.
It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same.
Too many [F] murders, too many funerals, and too many tears.
Just seen another brother bury, [C] plus I knew him for years.
[G] _
That's why it's family, but what can I say?
Keep your head up and try to keep the faith, and pray [Am] for better days.
_ Better days, better days, _ [G] better days, [C] better _ days.
_ _ I'm thinking about better days.
_ _ [F] Nipsey Hussle was murdered in broad daylight outside a clothing store that he owned [C] in South Los Angeles.
_ [G]
Killed just before he was about to meet with city leaders and the LAPD about reducing gang violence.
[A] They get back as [Am] an adolescent, who would have guessed that in my future years, [G] I'd be stressed.
Some say [C] the ghetto's sick and corrupted.
Plus my PO won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with.
Trying [F] to keep my head up and stay strong.
All my homies slinging yeah-yo all day [C] long.
But they wrong, [G] so I'm solo and so broke.
Saving up for some Jordans, cause they dope.
I got a [A] girl and I love her, but she broke [Am] too.
So am I, I can't take her to the place [G] she wanna go to.
[C] So we all do the play fight, all day and night.
Making passionate love to the daylight.
[F] Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent.
Guess it's time to see who really [C] is your man.
_ _ [G]
Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed.
So many blessings while we stressing, looking for them better [Am]
days. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
Better days, better _ days, better _ _ [C] days, better _ [G] _
_ days. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Now [A] me and you was real [Am] fools, hell on them square fools.
Since back in high school, [G] we was true, me and [C] you.
Only part of us separated, we stayed faded.
_ Affiliated with gang bangers and still [F] made it.
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him.
Still dressing [C] like grown men when rolling.
[G]
Out in the dark, smoking Newport, gaming Marx.
Got a place in my heart, homie stay [A] smart.
Lock you [Am] open the pen and give you three to ten.
I send you letters [G] with niggas flicks of old [C]
friends.
Hoping you well, I know it's hell doing time in the city.
You need masks when you in [F] jail, _ and me I'm doing cool.
_ I settled down, had a [C] family, working at night [G] school.
Every once in a while I reminisce and I wonder how we ever came to this.
I miss [Am] the better days.
DJ Ne-Mo. _ _ _
Better days, [G] _ better _ [C]
days, _ _ _ _ _ _ better days, better days, _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ better days, _
_ _ _ [C] better _ _ [G] _
_ _ days. _ _ _ _
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