Chords for 2Pac: Under Pressure

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Too many families that's been affected by it wrong from [C] death.
This system and this country has tore apart my family and our family.
You can't have a black family and be together.
How many more funerals do we got to go to?
And how many more scenes of the crime do we got to watch them chalk out black flickers on the concrete
before we realize that the only way for us to ever get out of this predicament is to struggle to survive?
[G]
[C]
[C] We want to change, we got to fight for it.
Ain't nobody going to give it to us, we just going to have to take [E] it.
[C#] [E] [Bm] [E]
[C#] [E] [Bm] [E]
[C#] [E] [Bm] [B] [E]
[C#m] [E]
[A] [E]
I [C#m] was raised the way I'm [E] thinking.
[Bm] These are the dreams of [E] a young teen, schemed in the [C#] slack cream of a slack [E] teen.
[Bm] One time came home [B] and one of [E] these days we got a [C#] bus back for the [G#] homeless.
[F#] Locked down in the [E] penitentiary, I finally lose my mind in [C#] the big city.
[E] Stress, smoking weed and nicotine, but what a nigga [C#] really need is [E] lorazine.
Right before [Bm] I die I'll be cursing [E] the Lord, reincarnated bitch.
See [C#] the worst of it folks, my [E] folks all screaming [Bm] payback.
My friend [B] the hand to gland to get [G] the niggas while they laid [E] back.
And big stretch hit the scene, hit the mini 14, serving suckers like dope [C#] beans.
It be the whole [E] thing.
Under pressure nigga, ha ha, that's [C#] right.
Yeah, [E] never [F#] run throw your gun in [E] the air, oh yeah.
Nigga, far [C#] sailor time to bed.
Gonna [E] rock this motherfucker and whip our shit up.
And when the sailor still waiting, boy [C#] we cut shit up.
[E] Fast and blast [F#] a nigga with the quickness.
[E] I can four pound motherfucker when [C#] I spit this and rip [E] this.
Damn, my mind is in the depths of hell.
But when I'm walking on the street, give [C#] my name, bring vows.
And [E] I never fail, nigga I stand too tall.
I'm just a tough motherfucker [C#] who's born to crawl.
Give [E] them my all, [Bm] some niggas wanna bring it to [E] me.
So I'ma sell my [B] cocaine and lay they ass down, G.
[E] [Bm] Under pressure.
[E] Yeah, [C#] look it up.
[E] Running wild, I never smiled [B] as a juvenile.
[E] Even now I keep [C#m] a friend when I come [E] around.
Don't ask me about the past, it was all bad.
Shot, blasted, but [A] I last in the wrong [E] path.
And it don't get to my heart, so I don't boast grief.
Motherfuckers is getting shanked off of road leap.
Am I [Bm] sick, cause I'm addicted [E] to getting slipped.
Watch a stupid [C#] ass trick, get lifted.
[E] Nothing changed, cause in the game, it's a steady aim.
Fuck friends, cause in [C#] the danger, the niggas [E] change.
Puff weed and stuff G's in my stock G.
Car keys in [A] Hennessy with a goth [E] beat.
Times [F#] passing, but I last here [E] and never date.
I put my gun away and grab my AK.
It's getting hectic, I can't stall it.
I'm swallowing off the [A] harlequin.
Now a nigga's under [E] pressure.
[Bm] Yeah, [B] that's right.
A nigga's [E] under pressure.
Yeah.
[C#m] [E] When [Bm] the pressure's on, [E] it's a hit.
I'm just mad at my little brother, he don't [B] respect me.
And when you [E] don't respect me, I'ma spank your ass.
Now who the fuck I'll hit you guy?
One block, I'm your big brother.
I will [Bm] break your big ass neck.
[E]
And that's my only point.
[Bm] And I feel as though [E] you wrong.
You got out of hand [Em] and you wrong.
You got seduced by the power.
[D#] Not cause it's an evil person.
[D] But because money is [F#] evil.
If it's not handled right.
If you lose your composure, you [D] can do anything.
[N] And Fiend got stronger than love.
[C#] And niggas did things they [F#] know they weren't supposed to do.
They know in they heart.
That's why they [C#] fucking up hip hop.
[D#] Cause they have.
They can't make money.
They can't go anywhere.
They can't look at they selves.
Cause they [B] know.
The prodigal son has [C#] returned.
I'm alive.
Live.
Your ghost is more alive.
Your ghost is more alive.
Your ghost [E] is more alive.
[F#]
[E] [F#] [C#m] [F#]
[E] [F#] [E]
[B]
[E] [F#]
[E] Nobody move when we walk the streets.
They say silence cause talk [F#] is cheap.
[E] [F#]
[E] [F#] [C#m]
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_ _ Too many families that's been affected by it wrong from [C] death.
This system and this country has tore apart my family and our family.
You can't have a black family and be together. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ How many more funerals do we got to go to?
And how many more scenes of the crime do we got to watch them chalk out black flickers on the concrete
before we realize that the only way for us to ever get out of this predicament is to struggle to survive?
_ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] We want to change, we got to fight for it.
Ain't nobody going to give it to us, we just going to have to take [E] it. _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ [E] _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [C#] _ _ [E] _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [C#] _ _ [E] _ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ [E] _
_ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
I [C#m] was raised the way I'm [E] thinking.
[Bm] These are the dreams of [E] a young teen, schemed in the [C#] slack cream of a slack [E] teen.
[Bm] One time came home [B] and one of [E] these days we got a [C#] bus back for the [G#] homeless.
[F#] Locked down in the [E] penitentiary, I finally lose my mind in [C#] the big city.
[E] Stress, smoking weed and nicotine, but what a nigga [C#] really need is [E] lorazine.
Right before [Bm] I die I'll be cursing [E] the Lord, reincarnated bitch.
See [C#] the worst of it folks, my [E] folks all screaming [Bm] payback.
My friend [B] the hand to gland to get [G] the niggas while they laid [E] back.
And big stretch hit the scene, hit the mini 14, serving suckers like dope [C#] beans.
It be the whole [E] thing.
Under pressure nigga, ha ha, that's [C#] right.
Yeah, [E] never [F#] run throw your gun in [E] the air, oh yeah.
Nigga, far [C#] sailor time to bed.
Gonna [E] rock this motherfucker and whip our shit up.
And when the sailor still waiting, boy [C#] we cut shit up.
[E] Fast and blast [F#] a nigga with the quickness.
[E] I can four pound motherfucker when [C#] I spit this and rip [E] this.
Damn, my mind is in the depths of hell.
But when I'm walking on the street, give [C#] my name, bring vows.
And [E] I never fail, nigga I stand too tall.
I'm just a tough motherfucker [C#] who's born to crawl.
Give [E] them my all, [Bm] some niggas wanna bring it to [E] me.
So I'ma sell my [B] cocaine and lay they ass down, G.
[E] _ [Bm] Under pressure.
[E] Yeah, [C#] look it up.
[E] Running wild, I never smiled [B] as a juvenile.
[E] Even now I keep [C#m] a friend when I come [E] around.
Don't ask me about the past, it was all bad.
Shot, blasted, but [A] I last in the wrong [E] path.
And it don't get to my heart, so I don't boast grief.
Motherfuckers is getting shanked off of road leap.
Am I [Bm] sick, cause I'm addicted [E] to getting slipped.
Watch a stupid [C#] ass trick, get lifted.
[E] Nothing changed, cause in the game, it's a steady aim.
Fuck friends, cause in [C#] the danger, the niggas [E] change.
Puff weed and stuff G's in my stock G.
Car keys in [A] Hennessy with a goth [E] beat.
Times [F#] passing, but I last here [E] and never date.
I put my gun away and grab my AK.
It's getting hectic, I can't stall it.
I'm swallowing off the [A] harlequin.
Now a nigga's under [E] pressure.
[Bm] Yeah, [B] that's right.
A nigga's [E] under pressure.
Yeah. _ _
_ [C#m] _ [E] When [Bm] the pressure's on, [E] it's a hit.
I'm just mad at my little brother, he don't [B] respect me.
And when you [E] don't respect me, I'ma spank your ass.
Now who the fuck I'll hit you guy?
One block, I'm your big brother.
I will [Bm] break your big ass neck.
[E] _ _
And that's my only point.
[Bm] And I feel as though [E] you wrong.
You got out of hand [Em] and you wrong.
You got seduced by the power.
[D#] Not cause it's an evil person.
[D] But because money is [F#] evil.
If it's not handled right.
If you lose your composure, you [D] can do anything.
[N] And Fiend got stronger than love.
[C#] And niggas did things they [F#] know they weren't supposed to do.
They know in they heart.
That's why they [C#] fucking up hip hop.
[D#] Cause they have.
They can't make money.
They can't go anywhere.
They can't look at they selves.
Cause they [B] know.
The prodigal son has [C#] returned.
I'm alive.
Live.
Your ghost is more alive.
Your ghost is more alive.
Your ghost [E] is more alive.
[F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#m] _ _ [F#] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[E] Nobody move when we walk the streets.
They say silence cause talk [F#] is cheap. _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#m] _

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