Chords for 2Pac - Escape to Heaven

Tempo:
100.1 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

Db

Fm

Ab

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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2Pac - Escape to Heaven chords
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[Fm] [Eb] Yeah, one day, [Db] sir.
[Eb] Yo, [Db] are you afraid to die?
Or do [Eb] you want to live forever?
[Ab] I thank [Fm] the Lord for my many blessings.
Don't stress to keep [Eb] a vest from protection.
From a barrel of [Db] a Smith & Wesson.
And all my niggas in the pen, here we go [Eb] again.
Ain't [Ab] nothin' separate enough from a [Fm] Maxin'
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, [Eb] holder.
Straight soldier, fuckin' at them busters.
[Db] No matter how you try, niggas never die.
We just retaliate with hate, then [Ab] we multiply.
See [Fm] me strikin' down the block, keepin' promise.
Mobbin' [Eb] like a motherfucker, livin' like I'm grown up.
Ain't [Db] no stoppin' at the red lights.
Sideways, [Eb] done life, [Ab] motherfucker, crawl pace.
Let [Fm] the cops put they lights on.
Race me, nigga, [Eb] zig-zaggin' through the freeway.
Race me, nigga, [Db] in a high-speed chase with the law.
The realest motherfucker that you ever [Eb] saw.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me [Ab] if you feel me.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the
And ain't no love for the scarves [Ab] that we buy down.
And [Fm] all my niggas in the pen, here we go again.
And [Eb] ain't no love for the scarves that we buy down.
Ain't [Db] no escape from a deadly fate.
And [Eb] every day, there's a million [Ab] black bodies put awoke.
I'm startin' to [Fm] lose hope.
It seems everybody's on dope.
[Eb] Mama told me to leave, cause she was broke.
Sometimes [Db] I choke on the endo, creepin' out the window.
Alone on my own, [Ab] I'm a criminal.
Got [Fm] no love from the household.
I'm out cold on [Eb] the streets, screamin' motherfuckers.
I got nothin' to [Db] lose.
There's nothin' to prove, what do I do?
Live [Eb] the thug [Ab] life, nigga, stay chill.
I wonder [Fm] when they kill me, is there ever for a real [Eb] G?
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
Cause [Db] all my life, I was dirt broke.
With no hope, no skinny, motherfucker, [Eb] wantin' dope.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me [Ab] if you feel me.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the
And ain't no love for the scrubs [Ab] that be buyin' dope.
[Fm] Thug, for life.
[Eb] Feel me?
All my [Db] homeboys and my homegirls, stay [Eb] strong.
[Ab] When things get bad, [Fm] especially come the first and the fifteenth,
[Eb] stay strong, and stay [Db] ballin'.
Hold on, I'll catch y'all at the next [Eb] life.
[Fm] [Eb]
[Db] [Eb] [Ab]
[Fm] [Eb]
[Db] [Ab]
[Fm] [Eb]
[Db] [Eb] [Ab] We in [Fm] trap.
Don't fuck with the club, Zywaze Thug Life.
Motherfucker, [Eb] calm, pace.
Let the cops put they lights
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Eb
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Db
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Fm
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Ab
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Db
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Fm
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Ab
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Learn the basic chords of 2Pac - Nothing To Lose chords, with this master sequence: Ab, Fm, Eb, Db, Eb, Ab, Db and Ab. For best results, commence at 50 BPM and progress to the song's BPM of 100. With the song's key of Ab Major, set your capo to fit your vocal range and chord choice.

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[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] Yeah, one day, [Db] sir.
_ [Eb] _ _ Yo, [Db] are you afraid to die?
Or do [Eb] you want to live forever?
[Ab] I thank [Fm] the Lord for my many blessings.
Don't stress to keep [Eb] a vest from protection.
From a barrel of [Db] a Smith & Wesson.
And all my niggas in the pen, here we go [Eb] again.
Ain't [Ab] nothin' separate enough from a [Fm] Maxin'
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, [Eb] holder.
Straight soldier, fuckin' at them busters.
[Db] No matter how you try, niggas never die.
We just retaliate with hate, then [Ab] we multiply.
See [Fm] me strikin' down the block, keepin' promise.
Mobbin' [Eb] like a motherfucker, livin' like I'm grown up.
Ain't [Db] no stoppin' at the red lights.
Sideways, [Eb] done life, [Ab] motherfucker, crawl pace.
Let [Fm] the cops put they lights on.
Race me, nigga, [Eb] zig-zaggin' through the freeway.
Race me, nigga, [Db] in a high-speed chase with the law.
The realest motherfucker that you ever [Eb] saw.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me [Ab] if you feel me.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the_
And ain't no love for the scarves [Ab] that we buy down.
And [Fm] all my niggas in the pen, here we go again.
And [Eb] ain't no love for the scarves that we buy down.
Ain't [Db] no escape from a deadly fate.
And [Eb] every day, there's a million [Ab] black bodies put awoke.
I'm startin' to [Fm] lose hope.
It seems everybody's on dope.
[Eb] Mama told me to leave, cause she was broke.
Sometimes [Db] I choke on the endo, creepin' out the window.
Alone on my own, [Ab] I'm a criminal.
Got [Fm] no love from the household.
I'm out cold on [Eb] the streets, screamin' motherfuckers.
I got nothin' to [Db] lose.
There's nothin' to prove, what do I do?
Live [Eb] the thug [Ab] life, nigga, stay chill.
I wonder [Fm] when they kill me, is there ever for a real [Eb] G?
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
Cause [Db] all my life, I was dirt broke.
With no hope, no skinny, motherfucker, [Eb] wantin' dope.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me [Ab] if you feel me.
[Fm] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the [Eb] BMG.
Lord, forgive me if you feel me.
[Db] Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the_
And ain't no love for the scrubs [Ab] that be buyin' dope.
[Fm] Thug, for life.
_ [Eb] Feel me?
All my [Db] homeboys and my homegirls, stay [Eb] strong.
[Ab] When things get bad, [Fm] especially come the first and the fifteenth,
[Eb] stay strong, and stay [Db] ballin'.
Hold on, I'll catch y'all at the next [Eb] life. _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] We in [Fm] trap.
Don't fuck with the club, Zywaze Thug Life.
Motherfucker, [Eb] calm, pace.
Let the cops put they lights

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