My Block Chords by 2Pac

Tempo:
90.05 bpm
Chords used:

B

Abm

Ebm

E

Gb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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My Block - 2Pac chords
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[Abm] [Ebm] [Gb] [B]
[Abm] We have people [Ebm] in the back, we need [E] a class running to the east of the [B] runway, east of the [Gb] runway.
We have four [Abm] people, five people running, [Ebm] east of the runway.
[E] Take a [Abm] ride to my block.
I'll give a skid, clear down.
[Ebm] That's right.
Go!
[E] Heh, bro, my mother [B] fuckin' right.
Hey, got [Abm] a nigga, shit and tears, [Ebm] reminiscing on my [E] past fears,
cause shit was [B] hectic for me last year, [Abm] it appears that I've been [Ebm] marked for death.
My heart left [E] breasts, the underline [B] causing my arrest,
[Gb] my life [Abm] is stressed, and no rest [Ebm] forever weary.
My [E] eyes stay tip for all the [B] brothers that I [Gb] buried in the [Abm] cemetery.
Shit is scary, [Ebm] I'm black on black, crime [E] legendary, but at times [B] unnecessary.
[Gb] I'm getting [Abm] rugged, dead drops [Ebm] and closed caskets,
the police [E] strikes, large [B] drastic, and certain death [Gb] for us ghetto [Abm] bastards.
What can we do [Ebm] when we're arrested?
But I'll [E] revive, life in the [B] pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather [Abm] die,
but don't cry [Ebm] through your despair.
I'll end [B] it if the Lord still cares for us [Gb] niggas,
or [Abm] won't spare, and who cares [Ebm] if we survive?
The [E] only time he notice a nigga [B] is when he's clutching on a [Abm] 4-5,
my neighborhood [Ebm] ain't the same,
cause [E] all the little babies going [B] crazy, or they suffering in [Abm] the game,
and I swear [Ebm] it's like a trap,
but I [E] ain't giving up on the hood, [B] it's all [Gb] good when I [Abm] go back.
Bo's show [Ebm] me love, niggas give [E] me props,
forever [B] hot, cause it don't stop, [Abm] on my block.
[Ebm] Living life is but [E] a dream, [B] hard times is all [Abm] we see,
[Ebm] every block is [E] kinda mean,
[B] but on our block we [Abm] still play.
[Ebm] [E] [B] But on our block we still play.
That shit is constantly hot, on my block, it never fails, took me gunshots,
can't explain the mother's pain when the [Abm] sun drops,
black males [Ebm] living in hell, when will we [E] prevail?
Fear in jail, [B] but crack sales got me [Abm] living well,
in a sense [Ebm] I'm suicidal with this [E] cubs life,
staying strapped [B] forever, trapped in this [Abm] drug life,
God help [Ebm] me cause I'm starving, can't get [E] a job,
so I resent [B] the violent robbers, my [Abm] life is hard,
can't sleep [Ebm] cause all the dirt make my [E] heart hurt,
putting work [B] and shed tears for my [Abm] dead peers,
misled [Ebm] from childhood, but I went [E] straight,
to this day [B] I still pray for a [Abm] better way,
can't help [Ebm] but feel hopeless and [E] heart broke,
from the start [B] I felt the [Gb] racism [Abm] cause I'm dark,
couldn't quit [Ebm] the bullshit, make me [E] represent,
hit the [B] bar, played the [Gb] star, everywhere [Abm] I went,
in my heart [Ebm] I felt alone, out here [B] on my own,
[Gb] I close my eyes and picture [Abm] home, on my block,
[Ebm] living life is [E] but a dream, [B] hard times is all [Abm] you see,
[Ebm] every block is [E] kind of mean,
[B] but on the block we [Abm] still pray,
[Ebm] [E] [B] and I can't [Abm] help but wonder, why [B] so many young kids [E] had to die,
caught [B] strays from AK's in the [Abm] drive by,
swallowing [Ebm] pride and homicide, don't [E] go inside,
brothers cry [B] for broken lives, mama [Abm] come inside,
cause our [Ebm] block is filled with danger,
[E] used to be a close knit [B] community,
but now we're all [Abm] cold strangers,
time [Ebm] changes us to stone and [E] crack pipes,
all up and [B] down the block [Gb] exterminating [Abm] black lives,
but I [Ebm] can't blame the dealers,
my [B] mama's welfare check,
is what the [Gb] next man [Abm] thrown with,
shit's [Ebm] real I know you feel,
my [E] tragedy, a single [B] mother with a problem child,
[Abm] got free, hanging out, [Ebm] picking up games,
sipping [E] cheap liquor,
gaming the [B] hoochies open, I can get to [Abm] sleep with her,
it's a [Ebm] man's world, staying [Em] strapped,
fantasies of a [B] nigga living fat,
but [Abm] hell batten,
pipe [Ebm] dreams can make the night seem [B] hopeless,
wide eyed and losing [Gb] focus,
[Abm] on my block,
[Ebm] living life is [E] but a dream,
[B] what counts is [Abm] only pain,
and my block [Ebm] is family,
[E] my [B] block is [Abm] family,
my block [Ebm] is family,
[E] [B] my block is family,
my block [Abm] is family,
[B] projects lasting the way past daylight,
a young nigga learned to break,
now I [Abm] used to play right,
with my homies but they [Ebm] stuck in the [E] pen,
I see them ends but it's [B] tough on a friend,
in my [Abm] mind I see the same [Ebm] motherfuckers balling,
[E] alcohol to make the [B] lazy niggas slip and fall,
Mrs.
[Abm] Carl,
I know these young niggas [Ebm] understand this,
growing [E] up in this world where [B] everything is scandalous,
[Abm] I reminisce on the [Eb] past times,
past [E] crimes,
trying to cop a slice of [B] pizza with my [Gb] last dime,
[Abm] can't explain just what [Ebm] attracts me to this dirty game, [E] gold chain,
some extra [B] change and the street fame,
[Abm] and what's strange is [Ebm] everybody know my name,
swear [E] they all know me,
and lots of [B] cash make a [Gb] nigga change,
[Abm] I hit the green just to [Ebm] maintain,
feeling [E] pain for all the niggas that I [B] lost to the gang,
but [Abm] my block,
[Ebm] living life is [E] but a dream,
[B] what counts is [Abm] only pain,
and [Ebm] my block [E] is family,
[B] my block [Abm] is family,
[B] [E] [B]
[Abm] [Ebm] [E] [B]
[Abm] [Ebm] [B]
[Abm] [B] [E] [B]
[Abm] [B] [E] [Abm]
[E] [B]
[Abm] [B] 183rd and Walton,
[Gb]
[Abm] my block,
that's right,
[Ebm] [E] 122nd and Morningstar,
my [B] block,
that's
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To learn 2Pac - (Nitty Remix) My Block chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Ebm, E, B, Abm, Ebm, Gb, Abm, E and Abm. Ease into the song by practicing at 45 BPM before reaching the track's full tempo of 90 BPM. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of B Major.

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[Abm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Gb] _ [B] _ _
_ [Abm] We have people [Ebm] in the back, we need [E] a class running to the east of the [B] runway, east of the [Gb] runway.
We have four [Abm] people, five people running, [Ebm] east of the runway.
[E] Take a [Abm] ride to my block.
I'll give a skid, clear down.
[Ebm] That's right.
Go!
[E] Heh, bro, my mother [B] fuckin' right.
Hey, got [Abm] a nigga, shit and tears, [Ebm] reminiscing on my [E] past fears,
cause shit was [B] hectic for me last year, [Abm] it appears that I've been [Ebm] marked for death.
My heart left [E] breasts, the underline [B] causing my arrest,
[Gb] my life [Abm] is stressed, and no rest [Ebm] forever weary.
My [E] eyes stay tip for all the [B] brothers that I [Gb] buried in the [Abm] cemetery.
Shit is scary, [Ebm] I'm black on black, crime [E] legendary, but at times [B] unnecessary.
[Gb] I'm getting [Abm] rugged, dead drops [Ebm] and closed caskets,
the police [E] strikes, large [B] drastic, and certain death [Gb] for us ghetto [Abm] bastards.
What can we do [Ebm] when we're arrested?
But I'll [E] revive, life in the [B] pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather [Abm] die,
but don't cry [Ebm] through your despair.
I'll end [B] it if the Lord still cares for us [Gb] niggas,
or [Abm] won't spare, and who cares [Ebm] if we survive?
The [E] only time he notice a nigga [B] is when he's clutching on a [Abm] 4-5,
my neighborhood [Ebm] ain't the same,
cause [E] all the little babies going [B] crazy, or they suffering in [Abm] the game,
and I swear [Ebm] it's like a trap,
but I [E] ain't giving up on the hood, [B] it's all [Gb] good when I [Abm] go back.
Bo's show [Ebm] me love, niggas give [E] me props,
forever [B] hot, cause it don't stop, [Abm] on my block.
[Ebm] Living life is but [E] a dream, [B] hard times is all [Abm] we see,
[Ebm] every block is [E] kinda mean,
[B] but on our block we [Abm] still play.
_ [Ebm] _ [E] _ [B] But on our block we still play.
That shit is constantly hot, on my block, it never fails, took me gunshots,
can't explain the mother's pain when the [Abm] sun drops,
black males [Ebm] living in hell, when will we [E] prevail?
Fear in jail, [B] but crack sales got me [Abm] living well,
in a sense [Ebm] I'm suicidal with this [E] cubs life,
staying strapped [B] forever, trapped in this [Abm] drug life,
God help [Ebm] me cause I'm starving, can't get [E] a job,
so I resent [B] the violent robbers, my [Abm] life is hard,
can't sleep [Ebm] cause all the dirt make my [E] heart hurt,
putting work [B] and shed tears for my [Abm] dead peers,
misled [Ebm] from childhood, but I went [E] straight,
to this day [B] I still pray for a [Abm] better way,
can't help [Ebm] but feel hopeless and [E] heart broke,
from the start [B] I felt the [Gb] racism [Abm] cause I'm dark,
couldn't quit [Ebm] the bullshit, make me [E] represent,
hit the [B] bar, played the [Gb] star, everywhere [Abm] I went,
in my heart [Ebm] I felt alone, out here [B] on my own,
[Gb] I close my eyes and picture [Abm] home, on my block,
[Ebm] living life is [E] but a dream, [B] hard times is all [Abm] you see,
[Ebm] every block is [E] kind of mean,
[B] but on the block we [Abm] still pray,
_ [Ebm] _ [E] _ [B] and I can't [Abm] help but wonder, why [B] so many young kids [E] had to die,
caught [B] strays from AK's in the [Abm] drive by,
swallowing [Ebm] pride and homicide, don't [E] go inside,
brothers cry [B] for broken lives, mama [Abm] come inside,
cause our [Ebm] block is filled with danger,
[E] used to be a close knit [B] community,
but now we're all [Abm] cold strangers,
time [Ebm] changes us to stone and [E] crack pipes,
all up and [B] down the block [Gb] exterminating [Abm] black lives,
but I [Ebm] can't blame the dealers,
my [B] mama's welfare check,
is what the [Gb] next man [Abm] thrown with,
shit's [Ebm] real I know you feel,
my [E] tragedy, a single [B] mother with a problem child,
[Abm] got free, hanging out, [Ebm] picking up games,
sipping [E] cheap liquor,
gaming the [B] hoochies open, I can get to [Abm] sleep with her,
it's a [Ebm] man's world, staying [Em] strapped,
fantasies of a [B] nigga living fat,
but [Abm] hell batten,
pipe [Ebm] dreams can make the night seem [B] hopeless,
wide eyed and losing [Gb] focus,
[Abm] on my block,
[Ebm] living life is [E] but a dream,
[B] what counts is [Abm] only pain,
and my block _ [Ebm] is family,
[E] my [B] block is [Abm] family,
my block [Ebm] is family,
[E] _ [B] my block is family,
my block [Abm] is family,
[B] projects lasting the way past daylight,
a young nigga learned to break,
now I [Abm] used to play right,
with my homies but they [Ebm] stuck in the [E] pen,
I see them ends but it's [B] tough on a friend,
in my [Abm] mind I see the same [Ebm] motherfuckers balling,
[E] alcohol to make the [B] lazy niggas slip and fall,
Mrs.
[Abm] Carl,
I know these young niggas [Ebm] understand this,
growing [E] up in this world where [B] everything is scandalous,
[Abm] I reminisce on the [Eb] past times,
past [E] crimes,
trying to cop a slice of [B] pizza with my [Gb] last dime,
[Abm] can't explain just what [Ebm] attracts me to this dirty game, [E] gold chain,
some extra [B] change and the street fame,
[Abm] and what's strange is [Ebm] everybody know my name,
swear [E] they all know me,
and lots of [B] cash make a [Gb] nigga change,
[Abm] I hit the green just to [Ebm] maintain,
feeling [E] pain for all the niggas that I [B] lost to the gang,
but [Abm] my block,
[Ebm] living life is [E] but a dream,
[B] what counts is [Abm] only pain,
and [Ebm] my block [E] is family,
[B] my block [Abm] is family,
_ _ [B] _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _ [Abm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [B] _ 183rd and Walton,
[Gb]
[Abm] my block,
that's right,
[Ebm] _ [E] 122nd and Morningstar,
my [B] block,
that's

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