Chords for 2Pac Ballad Of A Dead Soulja With Lyrics

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The ballot of a dead [E] soldier, _ _ _ _ [F]
this is the ballot [E] of a dead soldier
_ _ _ This is the ballot of a dead soldier, _ _ [Em] with a ballot of a dead soldier
I could plan to take command of the whole family
Though underhanded to [C] be the man that was planned [C] on my road dogs
Official mob niggas love to act up
The first to bomb when we rob [E] niggas I could be lost in my own mind
To be the boss only thoughts gripping cold [C] knives
Niggas get toast [E] up, war scars, battlefield memories
Swore I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennessy
Talking to a nigga on the tight links, screaming fuck the police
As I ride through the night streets, little child running wild
So it's danger, what's the call?
Don't be alarmed after all strangers
Maybe I'm a madman, a pistol grabbing nigga, unleashed a sad man
Promise of merciless retaliation, nothing is colder
Close your eyes, hear the ballot of a dead soldier
Life of crime, I will be
This is the ballot of a dead soldier
Life of crime, I will be
Close your eyes, hear the ballot of a dead soldier
Complains they can't get places, who wins?
Ballot of a dead soldier, is the world full of sins?
Close your eyes, completely lost, revenge at all costs
Payback's a bitch, switch now the trip's crossed
Tossed up and never to be heard of
A single witness screaming bloody murder, murder
Blast, tell me homie what you see now
A blind man in a dead body, I'm ready to leave town
And get my cash though, hook up with Castro
On me at the blast from the task force
Stupid coppers tried to play us out, never had
They took my money and my stash, time to get them back
Up on my seat for the rival, 2-5-4-5, time for survival
Death to my rivals, tell me what you want Lord
Nobody left after the death of a drug lord
The situation's critical, nothing is colder
Than hearing the ballot of a dead soldier
Life of crime, I will be
This is the ballot of a dead soldier
Life of crime, I will be
Close your eyes, hear the ballot of a dead soldier
Complains they can't get places, who wins?
This is the ballot of a dead soldier
Crazy world full of lies
Close your eyes and hear the ballot of a dead soldier
Be a coward, put your hands to the moon
When my clocks rang out, [B] the niggas came out, [E] boom
Who wanna see me in the challenge?
Some merciless, some terrifying niggas in my ballot
Do you feel me?
Cop on, cop a time, one day I'll be the don
Until then remain strong
My only fear of death is reincarnation
Busting at my adversaries like a mental patient
Throwing my niggas face in 60 years
Shedding sad two tears
Another suicider on the dance like a private plane
Trying to survive the game
For all my homies that'll never be alive again
Only promise us is death, nigga
Take a breath, could be the last one left, nigga
It's real now, but feel it and fantasize
Ain't nothing [A] colder, listen you [D] can hear it
The ballot of [E] a dead soldier
Life of crime, I will be
This is the ballot of a dead soldier
Life of crime, I will be
Close your eyes, hear the ballot of [Em] a dead soldier
Complains they can't get places, who wins?
This is the ballot of a dead [E] soldier
Plains and wildflowers
Close your eyes and hear the ballot of a dead [E] soldier
Let's go out to Gator, mental
All the niggas that done passed away
_ So close your eyes, hear the ballot of a dead soldier
All the down ass riders
All the [Em] niggas that put it down, all the soldiers
All the niggas that go through that day to day struggle
This is the ballot of a dead soldier
All the [Em] niggas that passed on
All the niggas with ambition and money in their heart
All the niggas that want some and don't take none
This is the ballot of a dead soldier
The police are so scared of us
All the fans they aware of us
They wanna see us dead
They got pictures of a nigga here
Ballot of a dead soldier
Tryna see me in chains _
The niggas will never breathe again
Before they put me in jail, they'll see me in hell
This is the ballot of a dead soldier
Got my pistol cocked
Run the whole motherfuckin' block
_ The police, we run these streets
Nigga, ain't heard the ballot of a dead soldier
These niggas can't see me
Half the world wanna be multi-millionaire
Shit, it ain't fair
But nigga, you [E] know
This is the ballot of a dead soldier _ _ _ _ _ _
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