Chords for 2Pac - In The Stars - 2018 - {NodaMixMusic}

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[Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ to be.
[F] They'll never take me alive.
I'm getting high with my 4, 5.
I copped only stuff, it's time to die.
Even as [Am] a youngster, closing records on the back of the bus.
I was a fool, all through high school, picking up dust.
[Dm] But now I'm labeled as a [F] troublemaker.
Who can you blame?
Smoking weed helped me take away the pain.
So I'm [Am] hopeless, rolling down the freeway, swerving.
Don't worry, I'm about to crash upon the curb, cause my face [F] is bloody.
Maybe if they tried to understand me, what should I do?
I had to figure it out, but I'm still here.
Leave my fuckin' family, what else [Am] could I do?
Or be a thug?
Out slaying with the homies, fuck hanging with them ponies in the club.
Got my mind [Dm] on [F] danger, never been a stranger to homicide.
My city's full of gang bangers and drive [Am]-bys.
Why do we die at an early age?
She was [Dm] so young, still a victim [A] of the twelve gangs.
[Am] _ [Em] The reflection on [F] her face, [Dm] still wouldn't even [Am] recognize her.
Who [E] put me in this [F] place?
I'm still here, I'm still alive.
[Dm] I wouldn't even [Am] recognize Tell mom [Em] it's been so [F] cruel
I [Dm] could've blamed me, but [Am] I'm blaming [E] you I [F] blame [Dm] you
They [Am] got me mobbin' like I'm loafed and ready to get my slug on
I load my clipper, slip my motherfuckin' gloves [F] on
I ain't scared to blast, only suckers if they test me
Trust I got my block, I play if they press me
I'm a bust, a motherfucker, splitter I'm passin' better drunks cause I ain't lookin' winner
I'm blastin', [Dm] I'm a nut and [F] drinkin' in a C
And gettin' high on the lookout for my enemies
Don't wanna die, [Am] tell me why, cause the stress is gettin' major
I broke 50, crossed the face with my razor
What [F] can I do but be a slugger till I'm dead and gone
I keep my brain on the game and stay headstrong
These sorry bastards wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm really cannot see and everyday is just a struggle
Steady sluggin' [Dm] on the streets and [F] I been ballin' low
Don't let em make you worry, keep slingin' neckies
Suckers till you worried [Am] I was born and raised
Hell, I'm nigga from the gutter, [Dm] workin' mother, I'm tough
I'm [A] kickin' dust up, ready [Am] to rock
The [Em] reflection on [F] my face
[Dm] I wouldn't even [Am] recognize her
Who [E] put me in this [Dm] place
I wouldn't even [Am] recognize
Now I'm just [Em] being so [F] cruel
You [Dm] couldn't blame me, but I [Am] blame you
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