Ghetto People: acordes por
Hezekiah
Hezekiah

N/A
Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
Bm
Yeah, this next song is a tribute to
Mr.
James
Brown, the godfather of soul.
D
May you rest in peace.
Bm
Thank you.
A
You can't ask me,
say, are you somebody?
Bm
I say, damn right I'm somebody.
What do you say when I
say, are you somebody?
G
Damn right I'm somebody.
F
D
A
Bm
Damn right I'm somebody.
Ghetto people worldwide
A
G
F#m
Em
D
I've been wait ing all my life,
Bm
it's about that time
A
Bm
Ghetto people worldwide
G
Em
You've been down for too long,
D
Bm
get up, stand up
A
All my ghetto people
Bm
G
F#m
Em
Ain't no time to give up,
D
A
gots to give it time
Bm
A
Ghetto people
G
F#m
Em
You've been down for too long,
D
Bm
gots to stand up
All my ghetto people
G
F#m
Em
D
A
I've been waiting all my life
G
F#m
Em
E
A
Bm
A
Bm
Em
E
Look, my people, they want me to mislead em,
mistreat em,
Martin,
Em
Malcolm, we don't need
A
G
em, we got freedom, mother's daughter's stomach
F#m
E
C#m
thumpin' from the kick of her fetus, what's
Bm
left are imprints of
A
Bm
G
Adidas, in this world of heathens,
F#m
E
created in the im age of baby
Em
C#m
Bm
A
Bm
Jesus' father, I'm makin' a killin' but makin' a livin's harder,
G
F#
see I hate who I am, gotta
Em
C#m
Bm
love who I'm becoming, right now I'm a liar, cheat,
A
G
thief, searchin' for somethin', tomorrow
I'm an inspiration to
E
my nephews and cousins
C#m
Bm
And to a whole generation who
A
F#m
want something from noth ing
G
Five children, job juggling,
E
sick of hustling, struggling
F#m
Bm
You can feel the song in your bone,
A
my people, why are you bugging?
G
E
We got problems parking every building,
five apartments now
C#m
Bm
Stick up kids who live above it,
A
queer won't turn the music down
G
Guild skies locked down,
Em
Bm
record labels telling me to dumb it down
A
My people getting treated
like bullies
F#m
Whether you don't know what to do
And you work a fool
C#m
Bm
G
Recognize I'm in a struggle with you,
come on
F#m
Em
I've been waiting all my life
D
Bm
It's about that time,
A
get up, ghetto people
Bm
G
F#m
Em
You've been down for too long,
Bm
get up, stand up
A
All my ghetto people
Bm
G
F#m
E
Ain't no time to give up
D
Bm
A
Gots to give it time, get up, ghetto people
Bm
G
F#m
Em
You've been down for too long
Bm
A
Gots to stand up, all my ghetto people
Bm
G
We switch spots just
E
to do the jakes
Remember slow night
C#m
Bm
s with the tray bags
A
Bm
Selling two for eight
G
They say your
O ain't nothin'
Em
E
A
So many needle marks in his arm
Bm
A
G
He turned to shootin' up in his nuts
Shorty drippin' wet, poppin' an
Em
E
C#m
Bm
E I ain't a fool, thick hands on a strip,
A
need you coppin' a
G
D
Em
E
A
Catch a case of how you coppin' a plea I learned from the older crews,
Bm
A
Bm
keep your circle tight, time is a key
G
Stay alert, never posin',
Em
witch of the fiends
C#m
Lounge on a stoop,
Bm
A
don't dump in they robe and slippers
G
Em
Boy, pray in the book, pick up
E
C#m
Bm
A tie is black on black, cover your stack,
A
youngins on a sticker
G
F#m
E
Don't sell if it's not a face, I know
We put the
A
M .E. on the roof,
Bm
payin' my fee, just to yell 5 -0
G
Back when
Lemrock and
Em
Trench co -boost
E
C#m
We was raised off a dollar prize
Bm
A
Bm
with the 25 cent juice
F#m
And he yelled
E
I've waiting all my life
D
C#m
It's about that time,
Bm
A
Bm
get up ghetto people
G
F#
Em
E
Bm
You been down for too long, get up, stand up
A
All my ghetto people
Bm
G
F#m
E
Ain't no time to give up
D
A
Bm
Gots to give it time,
A
get up ghetto people
G
F#
Em
You been down for too long
D
A
Bm
A
Gots to stand up, all my ghetto people
Bm
G
F#m
Em
I've been waiting for
D
A
G
life to get up
F#
Em
E
A
Bm
You've been down for too long,
A
Bm
stand up
G
F#m
Em
D
I've been waiting for
Bm
A
Bm
life to get up
G
F#
Em
A
Bm
You've been down for too long,
A
stand up
Bm
G
Yo, believe me I know the feeling
Em
E
Trying to escape the killing
Bm
Want to build a village for
A
Bm
the little ghetto children
G
F#
With lead paint peeling from
E
their project ceiling
C#m
Bm
And tears for so many shot
A
G
in the midst of the dealing
Em
We need hugs and healing to patch
E
the wounds over time
C#m
Bm
And bring the glossiness
G
back to corroded minds
Em
E
We was kings beating drums in
Mali
C#m
Bm
And now we stashing
A
Bm
drugs in alleys so rowdy
G
Em
Every day feel just like wars in
Saudi
C#m
Bm
A
Not exactly, but I know you get the idea
G
F#m
My keen eye and quiet clear
Em
with an ancient divine
E
C#m
Share a li on glare,
Bm
A
Bm
don't hes itate to let loose the iron hair
G
I keep spitting an
Em
E
C#m
L cause my strip is real
Bm
A
Bm
Was a broke nigga hitting the field
G
With a clip and a still,
Em
E
catching white women as well
C#m
Don't want to put money
Bm
A
grip on his shield
G
F#m
But he don't want his honey dick killed
Em
D
C#m
I've all my life, it's about that time
Bm
A
Get up ghetto people
G
F#
Em
You've been down for too long,
Bm
get up, stand up
A
All my ghetto people
Bm
G
F#m
Em
Ain't no time to give up
D
Bm
Gots to give it time,
A
get up ghetto people
G
F#m
Em
You've been down for too long,
D
gots to stand up
Bm
A
All my ghetto people
Bm
That is why I challenge you now
C#dim
Em
F#
F#m
G
to stand together, raise your fists together,
A
Bm
C#
Bm
Em
good with courage an d determination.
F#
F#m
G
F#m
Em
I am somebody. I am somebody. I may be poor,
E
Bm
A
Bm
but I am somebody.
G
F#m
E
D
Bm
A
Bm
I am, beautiful,
G
F#m
E
Bm
wild, I must be respected,
A
Bm
G
G
Em
D
A
G
I must be protected, I am,
F#m
Bm
God's child, what
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