Chords for Tech N9ne, 2Pac & Eminem - Till I Die 2 (2017) (Prod. by Sadikbeatz)
Tempo:
90.2 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
Em
Bm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] He gladdens me [B] to know that Odin [Em] prepares for his [B] [E] death.
The hero [B] that comes in the Valhalla to [Em] document his death.
He is here with a welcoming.
[B] My [Em] death comes without [B] apology.
[E] And I [B] welcome the Valkyries [C] to summon me.
[E] Fuck em all!
It's in the place, [Bm] everybody gettin' rainy.
[Em] Bucks better [Bm] cuff the lady, can't nobody tame me.
[E] Pay me, cook me when [Bm] I run a yard, blame me.
These ladies use the hay day, now they comin' out they pain.
[E] These girls on the job [B] check, pocket full of shot [Em] check.
Got a fat notch, [B] yeah, something gon' spot.
[C] Yeah, now temper, put the down down for the block.
Yeah, [B] tryna be hot like you flat, wanna be sexy to talk but you [E] not.
Well, I ain't never [B] seen so much greed, no one [Em] I seen on [Bm] my team.
Hit the scene, it must be [E] a dream.
Hit the [Em] stage, everybody holla.
Gettin' throwed with the [Bm] shows for a [Em] bigger dollar.
I don't wanna leave nobody too blessed.
Cause they greedy in the middle of what I do [C] best.
You finna see me in the TV with a few gasps.
We bout [B] to bubble baby, get your water purifying.
[E] Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the [Em] back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to chits.
Now they all wanna sue me for bitch cut.
Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went [C] from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to [B] chits.
Now they all wanna [Em] sue me for bitch cut.
Well, your thangs were enemies [B] cut up so they remember me,
I'ma [G] choke them in Hennessy so they [B] relatives know it's me
[E] You can bet your ass, caught [Bm] I'll take them and holla
Riding [Em] these hookies like they some heavy [Bm] ass Chevy Impala
Don't [E] fuck with me, get your ass caught up
I'ma pop a [B] dick, my cock up, [Em] I'ma bust them with shots of 50's
[Bm] Pop it, nobody got a [C] holla
Outlaw riders, max, abundant cash [B] battle
They get the sink out the cash and stab the precious [Em] metal
Truth to the game, I claim
Outlaw riders will give a fuck what they try
Step over behind the cannon, bitch, let me stick your niggas
Where they watch and train
Kick back, little nigga, and watch the game
This man will welcome me
My sex knows when I'm a politician
And [C] I welcome the vocalist who's selling [B] me [E] out
We'll not be done until I've done
[Em] We'll not be done until I've done
We'll not be done until I've done
Never faded, more than we made it
My adversaries display a hatred, carving a plaque
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch, I learned to scrap
I [C] went from brass to Z
Writing raps to movies
I [B] went from trust to reject
Now they all [E] wanna sue me
So fuck em all
These kids [B] know that I'm talking to [G] em
Give it back, these dead [Bm] faces
Talk it to em, [E] I'm like a dog
Little [Bm] nigga, the pop influence
I [G] spew it, and look how I got [Bm] you
Bitches rockin' to it
[E] You motherfuckers can never [B] do it like I can do it
[Em] Don't even try to look [B] stupid
Do not pursue it
[C] You'll never win your life
Try to knock it, chew it
[B] I spit that illest shit
Adlibbing, dropping to it
So dick inside, [E] listen to the sound
Ticks [B] on the clock
[Em] Listen to the sound
The [B] game is your next on the clock
[E] Listen to the sound
And you're spilling my heart [Em] through this pen
Motherfuckers know that I'll never be marshaled again
Full of controversy
Until I retire my jersey
Till the fire inside dies and expires at thirty
And Lord have [C] mercy on any more of these rambles that burn me
And put a [B] curse on authorities
In the face of [E] adversity
Will not be done until I [Em] die
Will not be done until I die
Will not be done until I die
Never say it, never say it
My adversaries just play the hater
Club in the back
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch I let all this crap
I went from [C] brats to zee
Writing raps to movies
I went from [B] trust to the trip
Now they all wanna sue me
[E] So fuck em all
[B] [Em] [B] [E] [B] [Em]
[N]
The hero [B] that comes in the Valhalla to [Em] document his death.
He is here with a welcoming.
[B] My [Em] death comes without [B] apology.
[E] And I [B] welcome the Valkyries [C] to summon me.
[E] Fuck em all!
It's in the place, [Bm] everybody gettin' rainy.
[Em] Bucks better [Bm] cuff the lady, can't nobody tame me.
[E] Pay me, cook me when [Bm] I run a yard, blame me.
These ladies use the hay day, now they comin' out they pain.
[E] These girls on the job [B] check, pocket full of shot [Em] check.
Got a fat notch, [B] yeah, something gon' spot.
[C] Yeah, now temper, put the down down for the block.
Yeah, [B] tryna be hot like you flat, wanna be sexy to talk but you [E] not.
Well, I ain't never [B] seen so much greed, no one [Em] I seen on [Bm] my team.
Hit the scene, it must be [E] a dream.
Hit the [Em] stage, everybody holla.
Gettin' throwed with the [Bm] shows for a [Em] bigger dollar.
I don't wanna leave nobody too blessed.
Cause they greedy in the middle of what I do [C] best.
You finna see me in the TV with a few gasps.
We bout [B] to bubble baby, get your water purifying.
[E] Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the [Em] back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to chits.
Now they all wanna sue me for bitch cut.
Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went [C] from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to [B] chits.
Now they all wanna [Em] sue me for bitch cut.
Well, your thangs were enemies [B] cut up so they remember me,
I'ma [G] choke them in Hennessy so they [B] relatives know it's me
[E] You can bet your ass, caught [Bm] I'll take them and holla
Riding [Em] these hookies like they some heavy [Bm] ass Chevy Impala
Don't [E] fuck with me, get your ass caught up
I'ma pop a [B] dick, my cock up, [Em] I'ma bust them with shots of 50's
[Bm] Pop it, nobody got a [C] holla
Outlaw riders, max, abundant cash [B] battle
They get the sink out the cash and stab the precious [Em] metal
Truth to the game, I claim
Outlaw riders will give a fuck what they try
Step over behind the cannon, bitch, let me stick your niggas
Where they watch and train
Kick back, little nigga, and watch the game
This man will welcome me
My sex knows when I'm a politician
And [C] I welcome the vocalist who's selling [B] me [E] out
We'll not be done until I've done
[Em] We'll not be done until I've done
We'll not be done until I've done
Never faded, more than we made it
My adversaries display a hatred, carving a plaque
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch, I learned to scrap
I [C] went from brass to Z
Writing raps to movies
I [B] went from trust to reject
Now they all [E] wanna sue me
So fuck em all
These kids [B] know that I'm talking to [G] em
Give it back, these dead [Bm] faces
Talk it to em, [E] I'm like a dog
Little [Bm] nigga, the pop influence
I [G] spew it, and look how I got [Bm] you
Bitches rockin' to it
[E] You motherfuckers can never [B] do it like I can do it
[Em] Don't even try to look [B] stupid
Do not pursue it
[C] You'll never win your life
Try to knock it, chew it
[B] I spit that illest shit
Adlibbing, dropping to it
So dick inside, [E] listen to the sound
Ticks [B] on the clock
[Em] Listen to the sound
The [B] game is your next on the clock
[E] Listen to the sound
And you're spilling my heart [Em] through this pen
Motherfuckers know that I'll never be marshaled again
Full of controversy
Until I retire my jersey
Till the fire inside dies and expires at thirty
And Lord have [C] mercy on any more of these rambles that burn me
And put a [B] curse on authorities
In the face of [E] adversity
Will not be done until I [Em] die
Will not be done until I die
Will not be done until I die
Never say it, never say it
My adversaries just play the hater
Club in the back
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch I let all this crap
I went from [C] brats to zee
Writing raps to movies
I went from [B] trust to the trip
Now they all wanna sue me
[E] So fuck em all
[B] [Em] [B] [E] [B] [Em]
[N]
Key:
B
E
Em
Bm
C
B
E
Em
[E] _ _ He gladdens me [B] to know that Odin [Em] prepares for his [B] [E] death.
The hero [B] that comes in the Valhalla to [Em] document his death.
_ He is here with a welcoming.
[B] My [Em] death comes without [B] apology.
[E] And I [B] welcome the Valkyries [C] to summon me.
[E] Fuck em all!
It's in the place, [Bm] everybody gettin' rainy.
[Em] Bucks better [Bm] cuff the lady, can't nobody tame me.
[E] Pay me, cook me when [Bm] I run a yard, blame me.
These ladies use the hay day, now they comin' out they pain.
[E] These girls on the job [B] check, pocket full of shot [Em] check.
Got a fat notch, [B] yeah, something gon' spot.
[C] Yeah, now temper, put the down down for the block.
Yeah, [B] tryna be hot like you flat, wanna be sexy to talk but you [E] not.
Well, I ain't never [B] seen so much greed, no one [Em] I seen on [Bm] my team.
Hit the scene, it must be [E] a dream.
Hit the [Em] stage, everybody holla.
Gettin' throwed with the [Bm] shows for a [Em] bigger dollar.
I don't wanna leave nobody too blessed.
Cause they greedy in the middle of what I do [C] best.
You finna see me in the TV with a few gasps.
We bout [B] to bubble baby, get your water purifying.
[E] Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the [Em] back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to chits.
Now they all wanna sue me for bitch cut.
Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went [C] from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to [B] chits.
Now they all wanna [Em] sue me for bitch cut.
Well, your thangs were enemies [B] cut up so they remember me,
I'ma [G] choke them in Hennessy so they [B] relatives know it's me
[E] You can bet your ass, caught [Bm] I'll take them and holla
Riding [Em] these hookies like they some heavy [Bm] ass Chevy Impala
Don't [E] fuck with me, get your ass caught up
I'ma pop a [B] dick, my cock up, [Em] I'ma bust them with shots of 50's
[Bm] Pop it, nobody got a [C] holla
Outlaw riders, max, abundant cash [B] battle
They get the sink out the cash and stab the precious [Em] metal
Truth to the game, I claim
Outlaw riders will give a fuck what they try
Step over behind the cannon, bitch, let me stick your niggas
Where they watch and train
Kick back, little nigga, and watch the game
This man will welcome me
My sex knows when I'm a politician
And [C] I welcome the vocalist who's selling [B] me [E] out
We'll not be done until I've done
[Em] We'll not be done until I've done
We'll not be done until I've done
Never faded, more than we made it
My adversaries display a hatred, carving a plaque
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch, I learned to scrap
I [C] went from brass to Z
Writing raps to movies
I [B] went from trust to reject
Now they all [E] wanna sue me
So fuck em all
These kids [B] know that I'm talking to [G] em
Give it back, these dead [Bm] faces
Talk it to em, [E] I'm like a dog
Little [Bm] nigga, the pop influence
I [G] spew it, and look how I got [Bm] you
Bitches rockin' to it
[E] You motherfuckers can never [B] do it like I can do it
[Em] Don't even try to look [B] stupid
Do not pursue it
[C] You'll never win your life
Try to knock it, chew it
[B] I spit that illest shit
Adlibbing, dropping to it
So dick inside, [E] listen to the sound
Ticks [B] on the clock
[Em] Listen to the sound
The [B] game is your next on the clock
[E] Listen to the sound
And you're spilling my heart [Em] through this pen
Motherfuckers know that I'll never be marshaled again
Full of controversy
Until I retire my jersey
Till the fire inside dies and expires at thirty
And Lord have [C] mercy on any more of these rambles that burn me
And put a [B] curse on authorities
In the face of [E] adversity
Will not be done until I [Em] die
Will not be done until I die
Will not be done until I die
Never say it, never say it
My adversaries just play the hater
Club in the back
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch I let all this crap
I went from [C] brats to zee
Writing raps to movies
I went from [B] trust to the trip
Now they all wanna sue me
[E] So fuck em all
[B] _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
The hero [B] that comes in the Valhalla to [Em] document his death.
_ He is here with a welcoming.
[B] My [Em] death comes without [B] apology.
[E] And I [B] welcome the Valkyries [C] to summon me.
[E] Fuck em all!
It's in the place, [Bm] everybody gettin' rainy.
[Em] Bucks better [Bm] cuff the lady, can't nobody tame me.
[E] Pay me, cook me when [Bm] I run a yard, blame me.
These ladies use the hay day, now they comin' out they pain.
[E] These girls on the job [B] check, pocket full of shot [Em] check.
Got a fat notch, [B] yeah, something gon' spot.
[C] Yeah, now temper, put the down down for the block.
Yeah, [B] tryna be hot like you flat, wanna be sexy to talk but you [E] not.
Well, I ain't never [B] seen so much greed, no one [Em] I seen on [Bm] my team.
Hit the scene, it must be [E] a dream.
Hit the [Em] stage, everybody holla.
Gettin' throwed with the [Bm] shows for a [Em] bigger dollar.
I don't wanna leave nobody too blessed.
Cause they greedy in the middle of what I do [C] best.
You finna see me in the TV with a few gasps.
We bout [B] to bubble baby, get your water purifying.
[E] Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the [Em] back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to chits.
Now they all wanna sue me for bitch cut.
Talk em all to the back.
I'm smoking blood in the back.
I'm wait for niggas a trick.
Cause bitches love to scrap.
I went [C] from bots to Z's.
Writin' rap to movies.
I went from trust to [B] chits.
Now they all wanna [Em] sue me for bitch cut.
Well, your thangs were enemies [B] cut up so they remember me,
I'ma [G] choke them in Hennessy so they [B] relatives know it's me
[E] You can bet your ass, caught [Bm] I'll take them and holla
Riding [Em] these hookies like they some heavy [Bm] ass Chevy Impala
Don't [E] fuck with me, get your ass caught up
I'ma pop a [B] dick, my cock up, [Em] I'ma bust them with shots of 50's
[Bm] Pop it, nobody got a [C] holla
Outlaw riders, max, abundant cash [B] battle
They get the sink out the cash and stab the precious [Em] metal
Truth to the game, I claim
Outlaw riders will give a fuck what they try
Step over behind the cannon, bitch, let me stick your niggas
Where they watch and train
Kick back, little nigga, and watch the game
This man will welcome me
My sex knows when I'm a politician
And [C] I welcome the vocalist who's selling [B] me [E] out
We'll not be done until I've done
[Em] We'll not be done until I've done
We'll not be done until I've done
Never faded, more than we made it
My adversaries display a hatred, carving a plaque
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch, I learned to scrap
I [C] went from brass to Z
Writing raps to movies
I [B] went from trust to reject
Now they all [E] wanna sue me
So fuck em all
These kids [B] know that I'm talking to [G] em
Give it back, these dead [Bm] faces
Talk it to em, [E] I'm like a dog
Little [Bm] nigga, the pop influence
I [G] spew it, and look how I got [Bm] you
Bitches rockin' to it
[E] You motherfuckers can never [B] do it like I can do it
[Em] Don't even try to look [B] stupid
Do not pursue it
[C] You'll never win your life
Try to knock it, chew it
[B] I spit that illest shit
Adlibbing, dropping to it
So dick inside, [E] listen to the sound
Ticks [B] on the clock
[Em] Listen to the sound
The [B] game is your next on the clock
[E] Listen to the sound
And you're spilling my heart [Em] through this pen
Motherfuckers know that I'll never be marshaled again
Full of controversy
Until I retire my jersey
Till the fire inside dies and expires at thirty
And Lord have [C] mercy on any more of these rambles that burn me
And put a [B] curse on authorities
In the face of [E] adversity
Will not be done until I [Em] die
Will not be done until I die
Will not be done until I die
Never say it, never say it
My adversaries just play the hater
Club in the back
I'm smoking bud in the back
I'm waiting for niggas to trip
Cause bitch I let all this crap
I went from [C] brats to zee
Writing raps to movies
I went from [B] trust to the trip
Now they all wanna sue me
[E] So fuck em all
[B] _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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