Chords for Big Pun- Capital Punishment

[Abm] _ _ _ _ Huh, mine, [Eb] so mine, you [Abm] understand?
_ At least for me and my people
And you dig that?
_ 21st century, but I never see it
Ride around the corner baby, I'll take it
Yo, I seen child blossom, a [Ebm] man somewhat of [Eb] a deterrent
[Abm] Murderers, led astray by the lion's death
Glorified, observing us, watching us close
Market associates, either purchased purposely or were taxed
And the earnings [Eb] nervous, burning [Abm] down the churches
They're scared of us, rather beware the dead of trust
Storers in jail, [Eb] million dollar bail, left in [Abm] a rust
Let's call an order, give us all the chance to enhance
Broad and advanced, where [Eb] minorities are the [Abm] majority
Vote a whole in my home, I'm living alone in this poor world
My sister just bought a home without a loan
Dream old girl, she's an exception
Some people can leap through these threshin'
To me, myself, I start flippin'
And for victims of deep depression
I'm stressing the issue here
So we can cross the fiscal year
Tired of getting fired and hired as a pistol layer
There's no longevity, living off negativity
Fuck it, I'd rather sell reefer than [Eb] do pizza [Abm] delivery
That's how the city be, everybody getting they hustle on
Touching your death penalty like it's his favorite fucking song
Where this bar taking my life, you know they loving it
God f the government, and it's fucking capital punishment
Capital punishment, given by the government
Systems are organized to get to you and who you running with
Can't live alone, watch for this rising typhoon
Sowing the cane, yo, for life to ripen, we enter the zone
We come from kings and queens, people with dreams
Lost in earth, but what is worth?
We'd rather fit the earth with infinite worth
First, it's turning tables, opening our own labels
Disabled and Republicans, they reverse capital punishment
I've seen it all up close, shit out the movies, you'd be buggin'
My cousin 2G barely get jewelry, lost it and turned on the oven
He wasn't playing, blew out the flame and started inhaling
Burying the secret too deep to keep, more to speak for sharing
Wearing the [Eb] virus, acquiring the immune [Abm] deficiency
Z-sitching this dick in every dick, the men's chemistrician
The Z, listen to me, shit is rough in the kettle
You bluff, blow your head off, fuck a [Eb] snuff
We bluff, [Abm] let off, get off your high [Ebm] horse or die off
Licking [Abm] extinct cymbal, dinkin' it like Mojikas
And last of the pole, reekin'
We need some [Eb] punity for all the deep, [Abm] century-deep maturity
Keeps me six feet above obscurity
The streets are deadly and everybody's a desperado
I guess tomorrow we're promising that you I'm missing
That's your motto, like Zorro, I'm on my territory
We're the symbol, not with a Z, but a B
Cause punishment's what I resemble
I lend you this to fit, expand yours
For you wearing yours, a real man can't afford
He stands tall, the man's claws are digging in my back
I'm trying to hit him back, time to counteract
Where my niggas at?
Capital punishment given by the government
System's so old without digging to you old
You running with killing for long
Us for the spots and tap holes, soaring the canyon
For life, the rightful edge of the throne
We come from kings and queens, people with dreams
Lost the urge for what is worth
Better pay the earth what if it ain't worth
First to turn the tables, open our own labels
Disabled and Republican, they reverse capital punishment
Like that is punting prospect
We hold knives to more treasure than gold mines
Making progress, but don't want to lose to be made
Cruising to be sprayed, losing to be paid
[Eb] Nothing y'all can do [Abm] to behave
We laid in the slums, made a cake out of crumbs
Even though the government trying to take out our sons
Rudy Giuliani's trying to blind me
But I see reality, we raised with the street mentality
Our strategies were out, my battery never died
The ghetto kept me wise, so I would never falter to life
It's no surprise, but do or die if you want the glamour
Yeah I want the glamour, laid out with cheese and trees in Atlanta
My Cuban smoked out like Ronald Ising for Havana
The hammer in the palm, never shaky, calm handlers
It's renegade, blow through barricades like grenades
I turn the sun to [Eb] shade, then the [Abm] night back to day
Like the 24 hour rotation
Y'all know the location, it's just a little information
Come to Swarm, Reagan and Tara for the now and ever
And let it rain on your 5'11, make a what? _ _ _ _ _
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