Purple Chords by Nas

Tempo:
97 bpm
Chords used:

F#m

Bm

F#

C#m

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Purple chords
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[Bm] [D] [F#] Light it [G] up, uh, [C#m] light it up, [Bm] uh
[F#m] The whole city is mine, pretty [Bm] as dawn I don't like the way P-City [F#m] did shine with
different lawyers Wise mentions in [G] my rhymes, fuck it
It's just [C#m] the intro, hate it or love [F#m] it Like it, bump it or dump it, write it
Across the summit, spell [Bm] God's son Life is like [B] a jungle, black [F#m] is like the
habitat of Tarzan Matter [Em] of fact, it's harder [Gm] than most can
imagine [C#m] Most of my niggas packed in [F#m] correctional facilities
Half of them passed on, back strong Couple [Bm] of shots made a [D] ghost leave a body
Now they hauntin' the block [F#] where they used [Em] to stand at
[Gm] Somebody's takin' they place, [C#m] a younger man perhaps
Hands slaps, [F#m] can't understand that Same walk, same talk, [Bm] I wonder can that be
possible A thug [F#m] dies, another step inside [F#] his shoes
[G] And they will hurt you, layin' low with a [F#] bottle
I'm blowin' circles, [F#m] my state of mind perfect
[Bm]
[F#m] [D] [Em] Y [Gm]
[F#] [C#] [F#m] [Bm]
[D] [F#] [G]
[C#m] [Bm] [F#m]'all just wanna deal with drama [Bm] Talk about niggas who got things
Y'all [F#m] ready to kill his mama [F#] Everything you went to [Gm] was underworld related
[F#m] You sell your man out, not even your girl is sacred
You don't trust the soul, hold up You [Bm] moldin' soldiers to pull guns [F#m] quick
You always look behind the shoulders [F#] Think of how many dudes died [G] tryin' to be
down with you [C#m] Everybody's under six [Bm] feet of ground but
you [F#m] Still standin', still roamin' through the
streets [Bm] That's real, you a survivor
[F#m] Knowin' all the beef is ill [F#] You got a bunch of thugs with [G] you even now
That's ready [F#] trustin' your judgment Quick [F#m] to put it down, they deadly
The hood love you but behind your back they pray [Bm] for the day
A bullet hit your heart, an [F#m] ambulance will take you away
That ain't love, [Gm] it's hate Think of all the mothers at waste
[C#m] Who such [F#m] you've killed, you ain't got a cut on your face
Unmarked police cars roam the streets [Bm] all the heat is gone
Somebody tell [F#m] these shorties reach for the stars
Instead they tell [F#] them how to reach [Gm] through the bars
Holdin' a [C#m] mirror, lookin' down a tearing hill
[Bm] Makin' weapons to kill ya [F#m] We smoke three tokes, nigga pour [Bm] more hay
He sighs [D] with eyes that's seen a war too many
[F#] Cold [G]-blooded murderers, universal [C#m] Hood to hood, blowin' [Bm] smoke, state of mind is purple
[F#m] [Bm]
[F#m] Light it up, light it [F#] [G] up, light it [F#] up, [D] light it [F#m] up, uh, [Bm]
[F#m] uh, [F#] uh, [G] light, [C#m] light, uh
[Bm] [F#m] These top-headed youngsters always [Bm] gettin' in trouble
Reacting before [D] thinkin' they easily [F#] irritated
And murders [Em] premeditated, it's a fact that we sinkin'
[C#m] When we should be climbin' in [D] a nutshell, it's just jail
[F#m] Drug sales lookin' for [C#] diamonds [Bm] Niggas are wantin' instead of movin' forward
[D] To blow up, so what's the [F#] science?
[Gm] People shoutin', police pushin' the [C#m] crowd And on the [F#m] ground's a young soldier with meat
hangin' out him Am I hallucinating off the [Bm] hazen?
Did I just see a nigga [F#m] shoot another nigga's face in?
[G] It's an ugly nation, cops circle the block [C#m] with mugshots
Photograph [Bm] pictures of suspect [F#m] faces It's usually two or three niggas [Bm] who innocent
But if they lock the wrong [F#m] ones up, then someone is snitched
A divide and force [G] strategy, they aren't [C#m] fair I dig in my bag of [F#m] weed that's covered with
orange hair That's colored purple
[C#m] A McWhoopie [Bm] give me the pussy of Sealy Oprah and [F#m] Danny Glover gots to feel me
This is how I escape [Em] the madness [Gm] Too much of [C#m] anything'll [F#] hurt you
So [D] my state of mind's all [F#m] purple
[Bm] [D] [F#] [G]
[C#] [F#m] [Bm]
[F#m] [Em]
[G#] [C#]
Key:  
F#m
123111112
Bm
13421112
F#
134211112
C#m
13421114
G
2131
F#m
123111112
Bm
13421112
F#
134211112
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Let's start jamming Nas - Purple chords, Practice these chords sequence - C#m, Bm, F#m, Bm, F#m, G, C#m, F#m, F# and G. Kick off your practice at a gentle 48 BPM, then escalate to the song's tempo of 97 BPM. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: F# Minor.

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[Bm] _ _ [D] _ [F#] Light it [G] up, uh, _ [C#m] light it up, [Bm] uh
[F#m] The whole city is mine, pretty [Bm] as dawn I don't like the way P-City [F#m] did shine with
different lawyers Wise mentions in [G] my rhymes, fuck it
It's just [C#m] the intro, hate it or love [F#m] it Like it, bump it or dump it, write it
Across the summit, spell [Bm] God's son Life is like [B] a jungle, black [F#m] is like the
habitat of Tarzan Matter [Em] of fact, it's harder [Gm] than most can
imagine [C#m] Most of my niggas packed in [F#m] correctional facilities
Half of them passed on, back strong Couple [Bm] of shots made a [D] ghost leave a body
Now they hauntin' the block [F#] where they used [Em] to stand at
[Gm] Somebody's takin' they place, [C#m] a younger man perhaps
Hands slaps, [F#m] can't understand that Same walk, same talk, [Bm] I wonder can that be
possible A thug [F#m] dies, another step inside [F#] his shoes
[G] And they will hurt you, layin' low with a [F#] bottle
I'm blowin' circles, [F#m] my state of mind perfect
_ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] [Em] Y _ [Gm] _
[F#] _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [F#] _ [G] _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ [Bm] _ [F#m]'all just wanna deal with drama [Bm] Talk about niggas who got things
Y'all [F#m] ready to kill his mama [F#] Everything you went to [Gm] was underworld related
[F#m] You sell your man out, not even your girl is sacred
You don't trust the soul, hold up You [Bm] moldin' soldiers to pull guns [F#m] quick
You always look behind the shoulders [F#] Think of how many dudes died [G] tryin' to be
down with you [C#m] Everybody's under six [Bm] feet of ground but
you [F#m] Still standin', still roamin' through the
streets [Bm] That's real, you a survivor
[F#m] Knowin' all the beef is ill [F#] You got a bunch of thugs with [G] you even now
That's ready [F#] trustin' your judgment Quick [F#m] to put it down, they deadly
The hood love you but behind your back they pray [Bm] for the day
A bullet hit your heart, an [F#m] ambulance will take you away
That ain't love, [Gm] it's hate Think of all the mothers at waste
[C#m] Who such [F#m] you've killed, you ain't got a cut on your face
Unmarked police cars roam the streets [Bm] all the heat is gone
Somebody tell [F#m] these shorties reach for the stars
Instead they tell [F#] them how to reach [Gm] through the bars
Holdin' a [C#m] mirror, lookin' down a tearing hill
[Bm] Makin' weapons to kill ya [F#m] We smoke three tokes, nigga pour [Bm] more hay
He sighs [D] with eyes that's seen a war too many
[F#] Cold [G]-blooded murderers, universal [C#m] Hood to hood, blowin' [Bm] smoke, state of mind is purple
[F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [F#m] Light it up, light it [F#] _ _ [G] up, light it [F#] up, _ [D] light it [F#m] up, uh, _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [F#m] uh, [F#] uh, _ [G] light, [C#m] light, uh
[Bm] _ [F#m] These top-headed youngsters always [Bm] gettin' in trouble
Reacting before [D] thinkin' they easily [F#] irritated
And murders [Em] premeditated, it's a fact that we sinkin'
[C#m] When we should be climbin' in [D] a nutshell, it's just jail
[F#m] Drug sales lookin' for [C#] diamonds [Bm] Niggas are wantin' instead of movin' forward
[D] To blow up, so what's the [F#] science?
[Gm] People shoutin', police pushin' the [C#m] crowd And on the [F#m] ground's a young soldier with meat
hangin' out him Am I hallucinating off the [Bm] hazen?
Did I just see a nigga [F#m] shoot another nigga's face in?
[G] It's an ugly nation, cops circle the block [C#m] with mugshots
Photograph [Bm] pictures of suspect [F#m] faces It's usually two or three niggas [Bm] who innocent
But if they lock the wrong [F#m] ones up, then someone is snitched
A divide and force [G] strategy, they aren't [C#m] fair I dig in my bag of [F#m] weed that's covered with
orange hair That's colored purple
[C#m] A McWhoopie [Bm] give me the pussy of Sealy Oprah and [F#m] Danny Glover gots to feel me
This is how I escape [Em] the madness [Gm] Too much of [C#m] anything'll [F#] hurt you
So [D] my state of mind's all [F#m] purple _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _

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This song is part of The Lost Tapes album.

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