Tom: E minor•
Intro 1
Am
C
B
Am
C
Am
C
Am
Em
It's a new day, ya
Verse 1
Am
C
Am
know what I'm sayin'?
Verse 2
Am
A new day brings a new
problem to a brother
C
And all I gots ta say is thank
Bm
Em
god for my mother
Am
Cause without my mommy dear my
Either locked up playin' dead and
Am
still slangin' dope but nope
The lord he had a plan for me
C
B
And with his help my mother
Am
Didn't blindfold me to the world
Am
Em
Taught me how to save my little di vidends
Am
So when I graduated I'd have
a little school money
C
B
But in the sixth grade I wanted
Em
to be the school dummy
Am
And flunked outta school
And left my mother dear at
Am
Em
home with a sad soul
Am
Because my mother worked the
fingers to the bone
B
Em
and me I bought a death home
out with the style
C
So I respect my step dad,
Am
Em
for raisin' another nig ga's child
Am
C
So now we livin' comft
able
Taught me the game and
B
Em
how to be responsible
Am
But back then I couldn't see it
C
I wanted to be a grown man at four
Am
Em
teen so the kid's leavin'
Am
And ended up in a big fight
C
And told me not to come home
Em
until I got my shit right
Am
So now I'm livin' in my
My grandma's strong,
Am
Em
she's got nine kids of her own
Am
And keepin' me ain't no big deal
C
But now that I'm much older I
B
Em
see just how the shit feels
C
not wantin' to tell me no
Am
Even though my grandfather
Em
Am
just had a stroke
And now the money's low
C
B
And pretty soon a brother's
Am
Or either try to find a job
I'm in the ghetto,
Am
Em
I gots ta get myself out
Am
And when I get out I gotta
Em
Am
better place to stay
I'm losin' all hope,
C
a brother's fallin' short
I can't cope,
Am
Em
so now I'm slangin' dope
Am
And now my granny knows
I'm doin' wrong
C
She just prayin' for me heavily
B
Em
Am
Take care of her grandson
And the lord must of heard her prayer
C
Cause he made me get a grip
Am
Em
And got me on up outta there
C
them streets is gonna kill ya
You couldn't have told
Em
Am
B
C
Am
But now I feel
C
Interlude 1
ya
C
B
Em
Am
C
Am
Verse 3
Em
Am
I'm eighteen,
C
and now I'm havin' big fun
Em
Am
had my first son
May eleven,
B
C
I never will forget the day
A star's born,
Am
Em
let's name him little Scarface
Am
C
My first born and yo I'm a proud father
B
Em
I gotta son, I gots ta be my son's father
Am
And selling dope ain't the
But what the hell,
Am
Em
I gots ta keep my baby fed
B
C
and pampers trying ta do my part
And he's my son,
B
Em
I gots ta try to make him hard
C
and jewelry not the Tonka toys
Because the Tonka toys
Am
Em
will only punk my boy
Am
And I don't want my son
to look at life
C
Through a replica of reality try
B
Em
in' to make it life- like
Am
B
But yet and still I let my son be a kid
C
Just give him up the real,
Am
Em
exactly like my momma did
Am
So when he gets to be a man
The game I gave him way back
B
Em
when he used to roller skate
Am
And now my son is four years old
Bm
C
I really gots ta give the real and
Am
Em
try to play the father's role
he'll remember most
C
B
So it's all about little Marcus
Em
Am
and me becomin' close
B
But I got a bunch of obstacles
C
If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies
Am
Em
Am
on my popsicle
C
Now everybody's got my baby
B
Wantin' to have their hands in my pocket
Em
Am
tryin to drive me crazy
"It's your daughter,
don't she look like you?"
Am
Em
why don't you take it to ma momma do
Am
Because my mother knows the real deal
C
All these hoochies poppin' coochie
B
Em
tryin' to get a free meal
Am
So now we in and outta cope
Am
Em
braggin' om the child support
Am
Tellin' her friends that
she's breakin' me
B
E
Am
that she was just fakin' G
C
Come to find out, the girl never had me
Am
She's the baby's mother but me
Em
I ain't the baby's daddy
Am
And biological tests can prove
C
You gotta get up off of me and
B
Em
go after the other dude
Am
But now I finally got a real daughter
Am
Em
Am
I know that I'm the baby's father
I heard my daddy say them
hoes will try ta kill ya
Em
Am
C
Am
Em
But now I feel ya
Interlude 2
Am
C
B
E
Am
C
Verse 4
twenty- two and
finally got a grip on life
C
It's nineteen ninety- three,
B
Em
Am
I put away my pocket knife
B
C
And got a bigger stick to fight with
Am
I'm young and black so my choice
Em
Am
ain't a nightstick
C
Because we livin' in a concentration set
B
Em
And everyday, we face to face with death
Am
B
I seen my homies go and come
C
Am
And judgment day is just something
Am
So I know my number's comin' up
B
C
So I gotta protect myself from
B
Em
suckers who be runnin' up
Am
And even though I hate
killin' off my own kind
C
I gotta be a man and as a
Am
Em
Am
man I'm a defend mine
My brother corners trying to keep
C
the neighborhood at peace
Don't fight each other,
B
Em
E
we got's ta stand and fight the beast
Am
So united we stand but we
Am
Because we always trying to take
Em
Am
another brother's shit
And the cops is in the same vote
C
B
Just because we comin' up quick they
E
Am
think we slang dope
They shootin' ta kill,
C
they gas ain't sparkin' goods
Am
They shot my long time partner
Am
And now the story's all twisted up
C
And if they gave the cop the chair
B
Em
I really wouldn't give a fuck
Am
Because she left my partner's
B
C
family with memories
Am
And after hearin' this I know
Am
But yet in still I find it hard
B
I see his parents and then
Am
Because I know what you did was wrong
Am
Em
til you dead and gone
Am
It ain't no justifiable homicide,
B
Em
You straight up shot him from behind
Am
But all the cryin' in the world
C
ain't gonna bring him back
Am
You give a gat to a black he
Em
Am
don't know how to act
But you gotta tell your story to the judge
B
E
the judge that everybody loves
Am
And if the man upstairs
grants you forgiveness
C
Am
Then in reality you took
care of your business
C
But regardless I know you want to kill me
B
E
But I ain't going' out like that
Am
C
Am
Ya feel me?
Outro 1
Yeah
Am
C
B
E
Am
C
Am
O que você achou da música?
Você precisa para deixar uma avaliação.
AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesAm C B Em Bm...
Acordes populares ao redor do mundo
Acordes e tablaturas mais tocados pelos usuários
Adicionado recentemente
Acordes e tablaturas adicionados recentemente