16 On Death Row Chords by 2Pac
Tempo:
82.55 bpm
Chords used:
F
Gm
Dm
Bb
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Death Row, that's where motherfuckers is ending up
[F] [Gm]
[Dm] [Gm]
[Dm]
[Fm] [Gm]
Too fuckin' trick or happy to let [Dm] them suckers snatch me
Niggas gettin' [Gm] jealous, tryna find my stash
Ripped my banana now I'm a [F] dime off your [C] ass
He the big the [Gm] pepper, but I could pick a punk
Stassin' like a bitch and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nothin' nice
Before [Dm] I take your life, first wrestle with these [Gm] mics
I listen to his screams, he crazy when it's safe
I guess a little mic's at [Dm] Polly Bounder's brain
The Rolls pull me [Gm] over, I'm sittin' stood up there
Remember that little bird, he [F] switched the throat to [C] Fred
And there's trouble on my [Gm] mind, I'm with the old times
Fuck father, pow, turn him into [Ebm] 49ers
Bye bye, that don't never make a [Abm] bed
Can't be positive when it [B] gets to the end of this one
[Ebm] Bye bye, that don't never mess with [Abm] me
Livin' like a D, [B] runnin' through the streets
Bye [Ebm] bye, that don't got no place to [Abm] go
He ain't no real [Ab] man, [Eb] he's a 16 [Bb] on Death Row
[F]
[Bb] [F] [Gm]
[F] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] [Gm]
[F] Dear [Gm] mama, these cops don't understand me
I turned to a life of [Dm] crime, cause I came from a broken family
Mom who used to touch me, I never told you back
Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you [Gm] back
I kept [Dm] it deep inside and let it fuel my [Gm] anger
I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger
The brother in myself is 16 and swept
It's hard [Dm] to attack when you're black and you're trapped [Bb] in the living hell
I shouldn't have let him catch me
[F] Instead of livin' [Gm] sad and ill, I could've died free and happy
And my cellmates raped on the [F] norm
Then passed around the dorm, you can hear [Gm] his asshole get torn
They made me an animal, can't sleep
Instead of countin' sheep, niggas countin' genitals
And that's how it is in the pen, turn nose and go
And your soul is your best friend
My mama prayed for me
Tell the Lord to make way [F] for me
Prepare [Dm] any day for me
[Gm] Cause when they come for me, they find I struggle hard
To the death, [Db] I take the [Bb] breath from your [F] jugular
[Gm] The trick is to never lose hope
I found my buddy hangin' dead from the rope
[B] 16 on death row
Bye bye, [Ebm] that I never meant to [B] live
Can't be positive if you can't do what he did
Bye bye, that I never meant to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, that I got no place to go
When [Abm] you find [G] 16 on death [N] row
[Bb]
[Dm] They [Gm]
hit mama, they say it's speed attack
Till it's my final day
I'm countin' every breath
I'm [F] grittin' cause I'm [Bb] dyin'
So much I haven't seen
I know you never dreamed me
Your baby [F] would be dead at 16
I [Gm] got beat with a sick society
That doesn't give a shit
And say too quick to say goodbye to me
And tell me the preacher's there for me
He's a crook with a boot
That motherfucker never cared for me
He's only here to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God
About the crimes he's committing on the poor
And I make people judge me
They ain't my peers
And in all [Dm] these years
They ain't never loved me
I never got to be [G] a man
Must [F] be part of some big plan
To keep a nigga [Gm] in the state pen
And tell my homies out Worryin' [F] motherfuckers
Please stand clear
Of these [Gm] Aryan motherfuckers
Cause once they got you locked up
They got you trapped
Confederal, get your [G] shot up
I'm convinced self-defense is the way
Please stay strapped
Like a gat every day
I wish I would've known
While I was out there
Now I'm straight, baby, put a [E] chair
[Abm] Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Can't be positive
Since it gets to where we live
Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Livin' like a D
Runnin' through the [Ebm] streets
Bye bye, [Abm] now I got no place to go
[F] [Em] Sixteen [Bb] on death row
[F] [Gm]
Sixteen on death row
So all my partners in the penitentiary
Sixteen on death row
[F] [Bb] [A] [F] [F] [Gm]
[Bb] [F] [N]
[F] [Gm]
[Dm] [Gm]
[Dm]
[Fm] [Gm]
Too fuckin' trick or happy to let [Dm] them suckers snatch me
Niggas gettin' [Gm] jealous, tryna find my stash
Ripped my banana now I'm a [F] dime off your [C] ass
He the big the [Gm] pepper, but I could pick a punk
Stassin' like a bitch and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nothin' nice
Before [Dm] I take your life, first wrestle with these [Gm] mics
I listen to his screams, he crazy when it's safe
I guess a little mic's at [Dm] Polly Bounder's brain
The Rolls pull me [Gm] over, I'm sittin' stood up there
Remember that little bird, he [F] switched the throat to [C] Fred
And there's trouble on my [Gm] mind, I'm with the old times
Fuck father, pow, turn him into [Ebm] 49ers
Bye bye, that don't never make a [Abm] bed
Can't be positive when it [B] gets to the end of this one
[Ebm] Bye bye, that don't never mess with [Abm] me
Livin' like a D, [B] runnin' through the streets
Bye [Ebm] bye, that don't got no place to [Abm] go
He ain't no real [Ab] man, [Eb] he's a 16 [Bb] on Death Row
[F]
[Bb] [F] [Gm]
[F] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] [Gm]
[F] Dear [Gm] mama, these cops don't understand me
I turned to a life of [Dm] crime, cause I came from a broken family
Mom who used to touch me, I never told you back
Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you [Gm] back
I kept [Dm] it deep inside and let it fuel my [Gm] anger
I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger
The brother in myself is 16 and swept
It's hard [Dm] to attack when you're black and you're trapped [Bb] in the living hell
I shouldn't have let him catch me
[F] Instead of livin' [Gm] sad and ill, I could've died free and happy
And my cellmates raped on the [F] norm
Then passed around the dorm, you can hear [Gm] his asshole get torn
They made me an animal, can't sleep
Instead of countin' sheep, niggas countin' genitals
And that's how it is in the pen, turn nose and go
And your soul is your best friend
My mama prayed for me
Tell the Lord to make way [F] for me
Prepare [Dm] any day for me
[Gm] Cause when they come for me, they find I struggle hard
To the death, [Db] I take the [Bb] breath from your [F] jugular
[Gm] The trick is to never lose hope
I found my buddy hangin' dead from the rope
[B] 16 on death row
Bye bye, [Ebm] that I never meant to [B] live
Can't be positive if you can't do what he did
Bye bye, that I never meant to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, that I got no place to go
When [Abm] you find [G] 16 on death [N] row
[Bb]
[Dm] They [Gm]
hit mama, they say it's speed attack
Till it's my final day
I'm countin' every breath
I'm [F] grittin' cause I'm [Bb] dyin'
So much I haven't seen
I know you never dreamed me
Your baby [F] would be dead at 16
I [Gm] got beat with a sick society
That doesn't give a shit
And say too quick to say goodbye to me
And tell me the preacher's there for me
He's a crook with a boot
That motherfucker never cared for me
He's only here to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God
About the crimes he's committing on the poor
And I make people judge me
They ain't my peers
And in all [Dm] these years
They ain't never loved me
I never got to be [G] a man
Must [F] be part of some big plan
To keep a nigga [Gm] in the state pen
And tell my homies out Worryin' [F] motherfuckers
Please stand clear
Of these [Gm] Aryan motherfuckers
Cause once they got you locked up
They got you trapped
Confederal, get your [G] shot up
I'm convinced self-defense is the way
Please stay strapped
Like a gat every day
I wish I would've known
While I was out there
Now I'm straight, baby, put a [E] chair
[Abm] Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Can't be positive
Since it gets to where we live
Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Livin' like a D
Runnin' through the [Ebm] streets
Bye bye, [Abm] now I got no place to go
[F] [Em] Sixteen [Bb] on death row
[F] [Gm]
Sixteen on death row
So all my partners in the penitentiary
Sixteen on death row
[F] [Bb] [A] [F] [F] [Gm]
[Bb] [F] [N]
Key:
F
Gm
Dm
Bb
Abm
F
Gm
Dm
_ Death Row, that's where motherfuckers is ending up _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ [Gm] _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Too fuckin' trick or happy to let [Dm] them suckers snatch me
Niggas gettin' [Gm] jealous, tryna find my stash
Ripped my banana now I'm a [F] dime off your [C] ass
He the big the [Gm] pepper, but I could pick a punk
Stassin' like a bitch and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nothin' nice
Before [Dm] I take your life, first wrestle with these [Gm] mics
I listen to his screams, he crazy when it's safe
I guess a little mic's at [Dm] Polly Bounder's brain
The Rolls pull me [Gm] over, I'm sittin' stood up there
Remember that little bird, he [F] switched the throat to [C] Fred
And there's trouble on my [Gm] mind, I'm with the old times
Fuck father, pow, turn him into [Ebm] 49ers
Bye bye, that don't never make a [Abm] bed
Can't be positive when it [B] gets to the end of this one
[Ebm] Bye bye, that don't never mess with [Abm] me
Livin' like a D, [B] runnin' through the streets
Bye [Ebm] bye, that don't got no place to [Abm] go
He ain't no real [Ab] man, [Eb] he's a 16 [Bb] on Death Row
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _
_ _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm]
[F] Dear [Gm] mama, these cops don't understand me
I turned to a life of [Dm] crime, cause I came from a broken family
Mom who used to touch me, I never told you back
Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you [Gm] back
I kept [Dm] it deep inside and let it fuel my [Gm] anger
I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger
The brother in myself is 16 and swept
It's hard [Dm] to attack when you're black and you're trapped [Bb] in the living hell
I shouldn't have let him catch me
[F] Instead of livin' [Gm] sad and ill, I could've died free and happy
And my cellmates raped on the [F] norm
Then passed around the dorm, you can hear [Gm] his asshole get torn
They made me an animal, can't sleep
Instead of countin' sheep, niggas countin' genitals
And that's how it is in the pen, turn nose and go
And your soul is your best friend
My mama prayed for me
Tell the Lord to make way [F] for me
Prepare [Dm] any day for me
[Gm] Cause when they come for me, they find I struggle hard
To the death, [Db] I take the [Bb] breath from your [F] jugular
[Gm] The trick is to never lose hope
I found my buddy hangin' dead from the rope
[B] 16 on death row
Bye bye, [Ebm] that I never meant to [B] live
Can't be positive if you can't do what he did
Bye bye, that I never meant to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, that I got no place to go
When [Abm] you find [G] 16 on death [N] row
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] They _ _ _ _ _ [Gm]
hit mama, they say it's speed attack
Till it's my final day
I'm countin' every breath
I'm [F] grittin' cause I'm [Bb] dyin'
So much I haven't seen
I know you never dreamed me
Your baby [F] would be dead at 16
I [Gm] got beat with a sick society
That doesn't give a shit
And say too quick to say goodbye to me
And tell me the preacher's there for me
He's a crook with a boot
That motherfucker never cared for me
He's only here to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God
About the crimes he's committing on the poor
And I make people judge me
They ain't my peers
And in all [Dm] these years
They ain't never loved me
I never got to be [G] a man
Must [F] be part of some big plan
To keep a nigga [Gm] in the state pen
And tell my homies out Worryin' [F] motherfuckers
Please stand clear
Of these [Gm] Aryan motherfuckers
Cause once they got you locked up
They got you trapped
Confederal, get your [G] shot up
I'm convinced self-defense is the way
Please stay strapped
Like a gat every day
I wish I would've known
While I was out there
Now I'm straight, baby, put a [E] chair
[Abm] Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Can't be positive
Since it gets to where we live
Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Livin' like a D
Runnin' through the [Ebm] streets
Bye bye, [Abm] now I got no place to go
_ [F] [Em] Sixteen [Bb] on death row _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm]
Sixteen on death row
So _ _ _ _ all my partners in the penitentiary
_ _ Sixteen on death row
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [A] _ [F] _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ [Gm] _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Too fuckin' trick or happy to let [Dm] them suckers snatch me
Niggas gettin' [Gm] jealous, tryna find my stash
Ripped my banana now I'm a [F] dime off your [C] ass
He the big the [Gm] pepper, but I could pick a punk
Stassin' like a bitch and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nothin' nice
Before [Dm] I take your life, first wrestle with these [Gm] mics
I listen to his screams, he crazy when it's safe
I guess a little mic's at [Dm] Polly Bounder's brain
The Rolls pull me [Gm] over, I'm sittin' stood up there
Remember that little bird, he [F] switched the throat to [C] Fred
And there's trouble on my [Gm] mind, I'm with the old times
Fuck father, pow, turn him into [Ebm] 49ers
Bye bye, that don't never make a [Abm] bed
Can't be positive when it [B] gets to the end of this one
[Ebm] Bye bye, that don't never mess with [Abm] me
Livin' like a D, [B] runnin' through the streets
Bye [Ebm] bye, that don't got no place to [Abm] go
He ain't no real [Ab] man, [Eb] he's a 16 [Bb] on Death Row
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _
_ _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm]
[F] Dear [Gm] mama, these cops don't understand me
I turned to a life of [Dm] crime, cause I came from a broken family
Mom who used to touch me, I never told you back
Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you [Gm] back
I kept [Dm] it deep inside and let it fuel my [Gm] anger
I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger
The brother in myself is 16 and swept
It's hard [Dm] to attack when you're black and you're trapped [Bb] in the living hell
I shouldn't have let him catch me
[F] Instead of livin' [Gm] sad and ill, I could've died free and happy
And my cellmates raped on the [F] norm
Then passed around the dorm, you can hear [Gm] his asshole get torn
They made me an animal, can't sleep
Instead of countin' sheep, niggas countin' genitals
And that's how it is in the pen, turn nose and go
And your soul is your best friend
My mama prayed for me
Tell the Lord to make way [F] for me
Prepare [Dm] any day for me
[Gm] Cause when they come for me, they find I struggle hard
To the death, [Db] I take the [Bb] breath from your [F] jugular
[Gm] The trick is to never lose hope
I found my buddy hangin' dead from the rope
[B] 16 on death row
Bye bye, [Ebm] that I never meant to [B] live
Can't be positive if you can't do what he did
Bye bye, that I never meant to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, that I got no place to go
When [Abm] you find [G] 16 on death [N] row
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] They _ _ _ _ _ [Gm]
hit mama, they say it's speed attack
Till it's my final day
I'm countin' every breath
I'm [F] grittin' cause I'm [Bb] dyin'
So much I haven't seen
I know you never dreamed me
Your baby [F] would be dead at 16
I [Gm] got beat with a sick society
That doesn't give a shit
And say too quick to say goodbye to me
And tell me the preacher's there for me
He's a crook with a boot
That motherfucker never cared for me
He's only here to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God
About the crimes he's committing on the poor
And I make people judge me
They ain't my peers
And in all [Dm] these years
They ain't never loved me
I never got to be [G] a man
Must [F] be part of some big plan
To keep a nigga [Gm] in the state pen
And tell my homies out Worryin' [F] motherfuckers
Please stand clear
Of these [Gm] Aryan motherfuckers
Cause once they got you locked up
They got you trapped
Confederal, get your [G] shot up
I'm convinced self-defense is the way
Please stay strapped
Like a gat every day
I wish I would've known
While I was out there
Now I'm straight, baby, put a [E] chair
[Abm] Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Can't be positive
Since it gets to where we live
Bye bye, now don't ever mention it
Livin' like a D
Runnin' through the [Ebm] streets
Bye bye, [Abm] now I got no place to go
_ [F] [Em] Sixteen [Bb] on death row _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm]
Sixteen on death row
So _ _ _ _ all my partners in the penitentiary
_ _ Sixteen on death row
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [A] _ [F] _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [N] _