2Pac - Life Of An Outlaw Chords

[Am] You know I'm a queen and I'm not a thorn
[E] Everybody's [C] looking at us
So don't [D] you see
[C] It's hard to be a man
Right on the mic with my big head
I explain the game, niggas ain't listening
Stuck in positions, victims can't stand
I hate this state of fuck I've been getting
Have these busters, bitches looking at me mean
Itching, giving suckers face flakes
Have these bitches, niggas snitching
World renown, guns spammed deadly
The feds show me an order, then they can finally nail me
The selling broke, they back, [G] which make it track
Burst whenever I rap, attack
Words [F] being blown to explode on compact
Extreme and tired, flooded by my passion and fury
[C] Look at me laugh at my competition, flash on my jimmy
You said silent if you niggas knew me
Truly effective, if you heard they knew me [Bm] justice
Got a death wish, [C] bitch
Rumpa face [F] being traced by the infrared beam
It [N] seems niggas ain't recognize my team
Ain't nobody holding you back
Explode the track to confetti
Unload it, cause niggas ain't ready
The life of an [Am] outlaw
You know I'm a queen and I'm not a thorn
[D] Everybody's looking at us
You're _ trying to [C] be a man
Riding with my gun in hand
[G] Code 3, attack formation
Pull out some pistols, keep an eye out for the devils
Cause they itching [D] to get you, merciless madman
Screaming [G] kamikaze in town, [Dm] automatic gunfire
Making all my enemies run, who should I [Am] call when I'm [G] shot?
Believe, indeed a possibility as one face a green
Don't copy, hating, feign, scheme with my team
[N] Just a chosen few, my foes victims of explosives
Come [Em] close, but they can't have the views
We got [Am] memories, fade [G] facts, a slave to cassettes
All the way, math, class, and debt
Don't look down, how you write your book
Niggas ain't ready for the [Dm] wrath of the outlaws
Never surrender, [E] deathless, most desirous, stay free
I'm drugged out, fuck the world, [C] but this is how they made me
Starvel still grieving, believe in [G] me
And you can see the fact that we a warrior in truth
You can bitch me, [Am] life of an outlaw
You know [G] I'm a queen and I'm not a thorn
Everybody's looking [D] at us
You're trying to be _ a man
Attack for haste, [C] we're going [G] to treat no [D] surrender
City under siege, it's like I [Am] can't even breathe
I'm from the state of Cawthee, GED from the streets
Lamey feet, I play for keeps, [Dm] erase the whole crime scene
[C] Behind me, they're sneaking from behind, trying to creep
No hats with no stretch, it's hard to bounce back
I also rap so fast, [N] they snap my style off
Snip the grip, I [Em] always tend to get to
Snip with the flip and get the picture
[D] I throw my life down at the streets
But still I'm lost in the [D#] land of the lowly
Where ain't nobody holy, [D] matter of fact we ain't [Em] unholy
[Dm] Everybody living slowly for [E] themselves
Too high strung to lend help to somebody needy
You know we lost hope and he need it
But the evil is forever, but a rapper [B] lowdown
[Bm] Scanners like a tramp is [Am] all for the [Em] street fame
Oh how, do we manage to crash it?
Six months in advance stick to what we plotted
I'm posting [F] gold on Swole and not Goddard
I uncrack my window, [D] knowing they love to catch cats
Don't sleep, let that distract [B] under my pillow
Hand in [A] hand like we freaking creeping deep into the morning
[N] Peeping out the weak, why they yawning?
And let my clout speak for itself
No doubt, outlaw, out of my mind, out of time
Young old clown, it's unkind, like Vermont
K-Dawg don't mind, finding it funny, matter of fact
Cause it is, perhaps finally I'll adapt
To it [Dm] over the years, it's an [C] outlaw
_ _ _ _ _ [N] When _ _ _ _ _ _ I [G] say that vote is a parasite
Snakes are on the line, thug life, break night
Drink till we fist fight, life [Gm] or death
What you can't win with the best won't be no reason
For the [A] reason, pump bitch on your [G] breath
I see day, it's dark, and night man, it's dark
So chase the ass, hide your stance
Beware from the noise in your mack, your belly
Give me the bullets that will slap up in your belly
And let me [Dm] rush back to the man who's sitting on the sweaty
[C] Feel like we live as thugs
Everybody fucking with us
Oh can't [D] you see?
It's fine to be a [C] man
Right over my frozen hand
Feel [F] like we live as thugs
Everybody [D] fucking with us
Oh can't you see?
It's fine to be a man
Right over my frozen hand
_ _ [E] [Am] Feel like we live as thugs
[D] Everybody fucking with us
Oh can't you see?
It's fine to be a man
Right over my frozen hand
_ [F#] Feel like we live as [Em] thugs
Everybody fucking [D] with us
Oh can't you see?
It's fine to be [Bm] a man
Right over my frozen [Em] hand _ _
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