Soul Survivor Chords by Pete Rock, Ms Jones

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[D] Check it out, yo.
[Em] From the basics, and [Bm] warm weather places, dedicated to the brothers [Em] that never made it.
Cut short in they crime, re-light between the lines, [F#m] photographed by rhymes, yo, it's hard [Em] times.
All across the nation, [F#m] cold points of frustration, created [D] hot joints of [Em] illustration.
Illustrate, concentrate, stakes are high, born a victim [F#] to the lie, keep it sharp.
_ [G] There's a [F#m] steady supply of hate in the air, to the cats who stare at the [G] ice grill with the glare.
But [F#m] everything's fair in the city, the shystie, the ship [G#] shit, because I'm the epitome [Em] of
a raw [D] deal.
Now, carry a sword and shield, and walk with a force [G] field.
For real, I overcame the [F#] odds, and got the hell out of dodge, [Em] so survivor, war, and the
master in charge.
Come on.
Every day, [D] I see the same old things, but my true and real [Em] love neighbors keep [Bm] on rising.
_ [Em] And it's a shame, [Bm] but business [D] never changes, and my crew [Em] knows what [F#] to do, they're so _
[G] survivin'.
Live on, [Em] die.
I watched the [Bm] whole world from the side of my eye, I [Em] seen a lot of cats die, and evil men lie.
I'm not on the road to [F#] bitches, in pursuit of my wishes, it's a close [G] call, between friends and snitches.
[Em] On the low, [F#m] game raw, moments of pain, [Em] strong emotions, plus the hardships of fame.
No need to [F#m] live forever, just keep some type of cheddar, I bought a salt leather [Em] to rock,
cold weather, time to [F#m] make real, official like the sale, a new deal, [G] try to understand what I feel.
[Em] My word [F#m] to the wise is wear your heart eyes, [Em] keep your fist straight, far from family ties.
I'm the illest [F#m] sofa, that represents the culture, dignified by words like [Em] fresh fly, and ultra
champion [F#m] heroics, and [Em] passionate poets, flashback to the future, [G] let it self focus.
Every [Bm] day, I see the same [Em] old things, but my [F#m] beautiful black sisters keep on rising.
[Em] It's a [Bm] shame, but business [D] never changes, and my crew knows what to do, [F#m] it's called [G]
surviving.
If I die, still in the basement, [F#m] for four years arranging, lyrics and beats, my [G] first love
engaged, south standing, [F#m] boy wonders back in [Bm] the world, my popular demanding, [Em] on top
commanding, my own [D] destiny, go ahead and try to test me, I've been living right, so expect
no less, got positive reaction, and affirmative action, [F#m] the soul [G] survivor, guarantee satisfaction.
Every [Bm] day, I see the same [D] old things, but my true [Bm] and real life people keep on [F#m] rising.
_ [G] It's a shame, [Bm] but business never [Em] changes, and my crew knows what to do, it's called [Bm]
surviving.
If I die, if I die before I [A] die, pray to [G] God my soul will take a dive, [Bm] do it's soul
survival, [G] _ _ if I [Bm] die before I die, [A] pray to [D] God my soul [G] will take a dive, [D] [F#m] do it's soul survival.
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_ The joint was uh, [Gm] oh man, shut him down, [G] you gotta hear how Pete [Cm] masterminded that, he
had these horns right, the [G] horns was going da da da da da da da da da da da, but it was
fly because the joint was [C] pan mixed, and it would disappear, and come back in this, yeah
that shit was ridiculous, [G] no doubt, you need to get back with C.I..O. make it bounce,