Chords for Stand A Chance

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[C#] _ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] There's more hungry [C#] mouths than food to eat.
It's where the homeless roam the [Bm] streets.
Where broken glass [F] and broken dreams are shattered [B] and scattered amongst debris.
Separation or heart [F#] and still they laugh.
In dream of a mansion above the earth.
[Bm] No one to speak [C#] upon their behalf.
Now tell me, do they stand a chance where there's more food [F#m] than mouths could feed?
[C#m] Where you'll find those [F#m] who came to lead.
[Bm] Because of all [C#] their personal greed, [F#] they always want more than the need.
[Bm] They don't help those [F#m] below the earth.
Instead they stand aside and laugh.
[Bm] As if it's all we'll ever [F#] ask.
When will they make a change?
Children [B] lift your [F#] ears to [C#] the one who created [F#] us all.
Children, the light is shining again.
It [F#m] shows the world that your [C#] love's okay.
Let me rise [G] and greet the sun.
Let's [D] give him thousands of praise.
[Bm] _ Illegal guns [C#] they roam the night.
In hungry hands [F#] waiting to bite.
[Bm] The first sign of any food [F#] in sight.
Used in the dark searching for light.
[G] Hard times they face.
[F#] It's not a choice.
But these curfew is no surprise.
[B] And with no one to be their vice.
[F#] Do they stand a chance [Bm] where there's [F#m] more food than mouths could feed?
[C#] Where you'll find those [F#m] who came to lead.
[Bm] Because of all their personal [C#] greed, they [F#] always want more than the need.
[Bm] They don't help those [F#m] below the earth.
[C#m] Instead they stand [F#m] aside and laugh.
[Bm] As if it's all [C#] we'll ever ask.
When will they make a change?
It's like something [Bm] about the car [F#] them did forget.
Say I dead when [C#m] we near Channachty.
[F#m] And soon me go porn [Bm] up.
Don't tell them who don't [C#] cross me.
That's only [F#] worse than they brought me.
And that's why them time,
[Bm] cause me with no pose [F#] to carry.
Me know that [C#m] I kill them softly.
[F#] And them they're not [G] believing who they think they are.
[F#] They're not really moving crafty.
Me think they understand.
Said them plant them faulty.
When me for them a twenty and me a forty.
When me feel the rich big belly and hearty.
The real Gideon will be arriving shortly.
Cause Rasta no be thinking from me clarty.
We live longer cause [C#m] we food no salty.
[F#m] We grow stronger [Bm] and them can't assault me.
So you'll [F#] Rasta for all your fun and excite me.
Children,
[B] Dig [D] your hands to [C#] the one.
[F#] Create a sun, my children.
In the light it'll shine in again.
_ [B] Show the [D] world your [C#m] love's okay.
You'll rise and [F#] see the sun.
Let's give him thoughts and praise.
I went to East [B] Norris,
get high school with [C#] fine tools.
Four times wasn't fine or cool.
For my mood the crowd knew [G] what I could do.
The style grew,
walk the streets [D] that bleed the wild foods.
Now rules come around the [G] grounds of [C#] El Trinidad.
Every block I get a one love pound.
And how you got fortune [G] to hold trust.
They around you cause every time it's beef.
And I'm around I'm down to criticize.
No can do to [C#] my crew from a face.
That I don't recognize that I knew.
Why you [G] at high noon?
Get a nine,
eighteen year late then put a finger in ya.
[F#] _ [B] If you ain't [D#] never been to the ghetto.
Check this out,
don't [C#] go.
Don't ever come [F#] to the ghetto.
You heard it come,
don't go.
Cause you wouldn't understand the ghetto.
Watch,
back,
Lord it's worse.
Children,
[B] Dig your [D] hands to [C#] the one.
[F#] Create the sun,
my children.
[C#] In your life it's [D] shining [F#] again.
Show [B] the [F#] world,
your [C#] love's okay.
[F#] We rise and greet the [C#] sun.
Let's give him [F#] thoughts and praise.
There's [G] more hungry mouths than food to eat.
[C#] It's where the homeless roam the streets.
Where broken glass and broken dreams are shattered.
They're scattered [F#] amongst debris.
[Bm] Sufferings and rotten [F#m] still they laugh.
A dream of a mansion above the earth.
[Bm] No one to speak [C#] upon their behalf.
[F#m] Do they stand a [Bm] chance?
Where there's more food [F#m] than mouths to feed.
[C#] Where you'll find those [F#m] who claim to lead.
[Bm] Because of all their personal greed.
There's [F#] always a lot more than you need.
[Bm] They don't [D] help those below the earth.
[A] Instead they stand [F#m] aside and laugh.
[Bm] As if it's all [C#] we'll ever ask.
[F#] Will they make a change?
[B] Dig your [F#] hands,
[C#] you're the [F#] one.
Create the [Bm] sun.
[C#] In your life it's [F#] shining again.
Show [B] the [D] world,
your [C#m] love's okay.
[F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ Brother man say good evening.
_ _ [F#m] _ Good evening.
_ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ Good evening.
Good evening. _ _
_ [D#] _ _ Good evening.
[D] _ _ [B] _
[G#] Good evening.
_ _ _ _ Good evening.
Good evening.
_ Good evening.
When I get control the gal gets well.
Careless in mourning and my love's down.
And when I get control the gal's not wrong.
Careless Michelle from up a still well.
And when I [C#] get control.
Well [Bm] I'm on site baby you got me going up and down.
Whisking and turning like I'm Erica Rowe.
You've been asking for me the way I'm also known.
Like an old soul from me up a shawly town.
Keeping [B] up clean I'm in a wheel one pound.
And if you not see me then me gone underground.
Don't want ponty more,
no more ponty compound.
Tell you me love but it is not you alone.
Tell me tell [D] me make it on your boss [B] phone.
Tell me tell me make it on me boss phone.
Here we go now.
I ain't trying to slow down.
Moving along with you where you belong.
Never hold out, give it to [D#] you wrong.
We're all styles [Bm] but you know how.
We do the things that we do.
Here [B] we go now.
I ain't trying to slow down.
Moving along with [E] you where you belong.
Never [Bm] hold out, give it to you wrong.
We're all styles but you know how.
We do the things that we do.
No more sitting up here like you did before.
Staring my way repeatedly.
Like it don't matter who you hang with.
You leave it with ease.
Party the club club party.
We're all on the dance floor.
[B] Moving my body like I don't give a what.
Looking at me moving my butt.
The race sheet of women and [F#m] men.
I'm proud of this bitch.
And [D#m] all of my people coming here.
I'm having [B] fun with the chicks.
I don't even know.
_ You can [B] see that we trying to blow.
We're all in the streets MC.
_ We do the fight we don't work for broke.
And we [E] go for the gusto.
Open the club [Bm] though.
Cause we go where the fuck go.
We _ never know.
When they [B] come to the microphone.
Sing along if you like the sound.
Here we go.
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[G] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
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_ [D#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ You receive the message I'm sending.
You hear about the gigs I'm blending.
You hear about all the time we're spending.
Don't make sure there's no wrong or no bending.
All the things are looking splendid.
All the meekness and me being extended.
You will receive the message I'm sending.
Let's bust a fire I am defending.
Well it's no go.
Inky dinky.
Oh so much young gal come bully me.
They rub a muffin to your phone and stink.
Even one good slip off the street like Twinkie.
Well buildings keep expanding.
To keep the supply with the fans demanding.
I dream you're gang microphone commanding.
And there'll be no clearance for [B] landing.
Well [D] zoom the screen.
Kindly [B] will you please and do the beaming. Kindly kindly.
She must come from a fine raffine.
And get ready for the gold mine.
Oh it's real [Bm] easy skunking.
Will make me feel like a real top ranking.
Me all a do but they put me spunking.
Well you better watch out your ride a bonking.
Well.
[E] _
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_ [B] _ [D] _ _ [B] Here we go now.
I ain't trying to smoke here.
Moving along.
Get you where you belong.
Never hold out.
Give it to you wrong.
We're all style but you don't have.
[Bm] We do the things that we do.
Here we go now.
I ain't trying to smoke here.
Moving along.
Get you where you [B] belong.
Never hold out.
Give it to you wrong.
We're all style but you don't have.
We do the things that we do.
Here we go now.
I ain't trying to smoke here.
Moving along.
Get you where you belong.
Never hold out.
Give it to you [E] wrong.
We're all style but you don't have.
[F#] We do the things that we do.
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