Chords for Tupac ft. Kendrick Lamar

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_ Yeah.
_ Are you afraid to die?
_ Or do you want to live forever? _ _
Tell me.
Why'd ya slain crack I had to
cuz I had to _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Recognize my life
_ _ Ridicule my fight
Yeah!
Give me fuel for the fire burning when I learn these lights.
Yeah!
In the midst of the hieroglyphs, my fingers start to write.
You familiar with it?
Cut right, because I want that shot.
I'm a raging bull on the record.
Rock for the record.
On the record.
Even if my record don't pop, I'm a tire not on a downtown building.
Let it tow behind me.
Tell them they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children.
Look at my heart, nigga.
Fuck your feelings.
This is me, Kendrick, and a wet pendant on my shoulder.
Soldier like a lieutenant in a coupe tenet.
Got pulled over.
Johnny Hallways like a nigga down.
Knowing damn well we don't want to see the parks like Manny Pacquiao.
Little nigga made with a size right like, ah, King's Prime.
Fuck like this.
Now we're on radar.
When the Federal come throwing radars.
Reminiscing when the LA Raiders.
What's in my home?
Snapdrag fitted on my uncle's dome.
And I don't cook dogs.
They crying.
I'm addicted to just siding.
Living in the city where the skinny niggas die.
You're gonna send me with a fire, but it turn me to a flying train.
Train, train, train.
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Why'd you sling crack?
Because I had to.
Because I had to.
Sling crack.
Because I had to.
Sling crack.
Because I had to. Sling crack.
Because I had to.
Sling crack.
Because I had to.
Sling crack.
Because I had to.
Sling crack.
Because I had to.
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I ain't scared to die.
_ While I'm in the city.
_ Fall in the seat while I'm in service.
When will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous because I'm high.
Don't mention funerals and stresses and going nutty.
And reminiscing about the niggas that murdered my buddy.
I wonder when will I be happy.
Ain't nothing funny.
Flashbacks of bussing.
Did he think we're funny?
When my crewmen are discovered.
Can't nothing save them.
My next door neighbors having convo with undercovers.
Put a surprise in the mailbox.
Oh, she get it.
Happy Earth Day, bitch.
You know you shouldn't have did it.
Everybody's dying in my necks.
Who can I trust?
Will they be cheesed and then look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleeping?
Shoot to the head while I'm in bed.
Leaking blood on my satin sheets.
Is there a heaven for a baller?
Getting suspicious of this bitch.
The line's busy every time I call her.
Nancy telling me to visit.
Who else is home?
I check the house before I bone.
So we all alone.
After another hit, the highway.
See you later.
To all the players, watch the flyway.
A nigga played her.
The bitch is telling all her homies.
That I can fuck her like no other.
Now the mother bitches want to bone me.
I'm under pressure getting drunk.
Somebody help me.
I drank a fifth of Hennessy.
I don't think it's healthy.
I see my enemies, they creeping.
Don't make me blast.
I watch the 5-0s roll.
The motherfuckers [Eb] pass by me like they know me.
Smiling as they laugh.
I put up my middle finger, then I dash.
[Ab] Niggas don't like me cause I'm thugging.
And every day I'm a hustler looking to get paid. _ _ _
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