Ghetto People: acordes por
Hezekiah
Hezekiah

N/A
Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
Yeah, this next song is a tribute to
Mr.
James
Brown, the godfather of soul.
C
May you rest in peace.
Am
Thank you.
G
You can't ask me,
say, are you somebody?
Am
I say, damn right I'm somebody.
What do you say when I
say, are you somebody?
F
Damn right I'm somebody.
Eb
C
G
Am
Damn right I'm somebody.
Ghetto people worldwide
G
F
Em
Dm
C
I've been waiting all my life,
Am
it's about that time
G
Am
Ghetto people worldwide
F
Dm
You've been down for too long,
C
Am
get up, stand up
G
All my ghetto people
Am
F
Em
Dm
Ain't no time to give up,
C
G
gots to give it time
Am
G
Ghetto people
F
Em
Dm
You've been down for too long,
C
Am
gots to stand up
All my ghetto people
F
Em
Dm
C
G
I've been waiting all my life
F
Em
Dm
D
G
Am
G
Am
Dm
D
Look, my people, they want me to mislead em,
mistreat em,
Martin,
Dm
Malcolm, we don't need
G
F
em, we got freedom, mother's daughter's stomach
Em
D
Bm
thumpin' from the kick of her fetus, what's
Am
left are imprints of
G
Am
F
Adidas, in this world of heathens,
Em
D
created in the im age of baby
Dm
Bm
Am
G
Am
Jesus' father, I'm makin' a killin' but makin' a livin's harder,
F
E
see I hate who I am, gotta
Dm
Bm
Am
love who I'm becoming, right now I'm a liar, cheat,
G
F
thief, searchin' for somethin', tomorrow
I'm an inspiration to
D
my nephews and cousins
Bm
Am
And to a whole generation who
G
Em
want something from nothing
F
Five children, job juggling,
D
sick of hustling, struggling
Em
Am
You can feel the song in your bone,
G
my people, why are you bugging?
F
D
We got problems parking every building,
five apartments now
Bm
Am
Stick up kids who live above it,
G
queer won't turn the music down
F
Guild skies locked down,
Dm
Am
record labels telling me to dumb it down
G
My people getting treated
like bullies
Em
Whether you don't know what to do
And you work a fool
Bm
Am
F
Recognize I'm in a struggle with you,
come on
Em
Dm
I've been waiting all my life
C
Am
It's about that time,
G
get up, ghetto people
Am
F
Em
Dm
You've been down for too long,
Am
get up, stand up
G
All my ghetto people
Am
F
Em
D
Ain't no time to give up
C
Am
G
Gots to give it time, get up, ghetto people
Am
F
Em
Dm
You've been down for too long
Am
G
Gots to stand up, all my ghetto people
Am
F
We switch spots just
D
to do the jakes
Remember slow night
Bm
Am
s with the tray bags
G
Am
Selling two for eight
F
They say your
O ain't nothin'
Dm
D
G
So many needle marks in his arm
Am
G
F
He turned to shootin' up in his nuts
Shorty drippin' wet, poppin' an
Dm
D
Bm
Am
E I ain't a fool, thick hands on a strip,
G
need you coppin' a
F
D
Dm
D
G
Catch a case of how you coppin' a plea I learned from the older crews,
Am
G
Am
keep your circle tight, time is a key
F
Stay alert, never posin',
Dm
witch of the fiends
Bm
Lounge on a stoop,
Am
G
don't dump in they robe and slippers
F
Dm
Boy, pray in the book, pick up
D
Bm
Am
A tie is black on black, cover your stack,
G
youngins on a sticker
F
Em
D
Don't sell if it's not a face, I know
We put the
G
M .E. on the roof,
Am
payin' my fee, just to yell 5 -0
F
Back when
Lemrock and
Dm
Trench co -boost
D
Bm
We was raised off a dollar prize
Am
G
Am
with the 25 cent juice
Em
And he yelled
D
I've waiting all my life
C
Bm
It's about that time,
Am
G
Am
get up ghetto people
F
E
Dm
D
Am
You been down for too long, get up, stand up
G
All my ghetto people
Am
F
Em
D
Ain't no time to give up
C
G
Am
Gots to give it time,
G
get up ghetto people
F
E
Dm
You been down for too long
C
G
Am
G
Gots to stand up, all my ghetto people
Am
F
Em
Dm
I've been waiting for
C
G
F
life to get up
E
Dm
D
G
Am
You've been down for too long,
G
Am
stand up
F
Em
Dm
C
I've been waiting for
Am
G
Am
life to get up
F
E
Dm
G
Am
You've been down for too long,
G
stand up
Am
F
Yo, believe me I know the feeling
Dm
D
Trying to escape the killing
Am
Want to build a village for
G
Am
the little ghetto children
F
E
With lead paint peeling from
D
their project ceiling
Bm
Am
And tears for so many shot
G
F
in the midst of the dealing
Dm
We need hugs and healing to patch
D
the wounds over time
Bm
Am
And bring the glossiness
F
back to corroded minds
Dm
D
We was kings beating drums in
Mali
Bm
Am
And now we stashing
G
Am
drugs in alleys so rowdy
F
Dm
Every day feel just like wars in
Saudi
Bm
Am
G
Not exactly, but I know you get the idea
F
Em
My keen eye and quiet clear
Dm
with an ancient divine
D
Bm
Share a li on glare,
Am
G
Am
don't hes itate to let loose the iron hair
F
I keep spitting an
Dm
D
Bm
L cause my strip is real
Am
G
Am
Was a broke nigga hitting the field
F
With a clip and a still,
Dm
D
catching white women as well
Bm
Don't want to put money
Am
G
grip on his shield
F
Em
But he don't want his honey dick killed
Dm
C
Bm
I've all my life, it's about that time
Am
G
Get up ghetto people
F
E
Dm
You've been down for too long,
Am
get up, stand up
G
All my ghetto people
Am
F
Em
Dm
Ain't no time to give up
C
Am
Gots to give it time,
G
get up ghetto people
F
Em
Dm
You've been down for too long,
C
gots to stand up
Am
G
All my ghetto people
Am
That is why I challenge you now
Bdim
Dm
E
Em
F
to stand together, raise your fists together,
G
Am
B
Am
Dm
good with courage an d determination.
E
Em
F
Em
Dm
I am somebody. I am somebody. I may be poor,
D
Am
G
Am
but I am somebody.
F
Em
D
C
Am
G
Am
I am, beautiful,
F
Em
D
Am
wild, I must be respected,
G
Am
F
F
Dm
C
G
F
I must be protected, I am,
Em
Am
God's child, what
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