Pain Chords by 2Pac, Stretch

Tempo:
169.05 bpm
Chords used:

Dbm

Eb

Abm

A

E

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Pain chords
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[Gb] I couldn't help but notice your pain, my babe.
[Db] It runs deep.
[Eb] Share it with me!
[Abm] [Dbm]
[Eb]
[Abm] [Dbm]
[Eb]
[Dbm]
[A] [B]
[Abm] [Dbm]
[Eb] They'll never take me alive, I'm getting high with my false five,
cocked on these suckers time to die, even as a youngster,
causing ruckus on the back of the bus.
I was a fool all through high school,
Kicking up dust, but now I'm labeled as a troublemaker
Who can you [Abm] blame?
Smoking weed [Dbm] helped me take away the [Eb] pain
So I'm hopeless, rolling down the freeway, swerving
[Abm] No whoops, I'm [Dbm] bout to crash upon the [B] curb
Let my business [Eb] bluff, maybe if they tried to understand me
What should I do?
I had to feed my fucking family
What else could I do?
Well, be a thug
I'm slinging with the homies, [E] fuck hanging with the ponies in the [Eb] club
Got my mind open, danger, never been a stranger to homicide
[Dbm] My city's full of gang [Eb] bangers and drive-bys, why do we die?
At an early age, he [Abm] was so young, but still [Dbm] a victim of the [Eb] 12 games
My memories of a corpse, mind full of [Abm] sick thoughts
And I [Dbm] ain't going back to [B] court, so fuck what you [A] thought
I'm drinking Hennessy, [Eb] running from my [Abm] enemies
Will I [Dbm] let him be [Eb] 23?
It's so much pain
God, I'm screaming, [Db] [Abm] God, [Dbm] I'm screaming
[Eb] God, I'm screaming, [Dbm] God, I'm screaming
[Eb] [A] Years and years of that rough life, running [Dbm] crazy wild as a kid
And growing [Eb] tough with the night, but living trite from [A] the regular
Walking out [Abm] competitors, see a figure [Dbm]
moving, take her [Eb] down like a fucking predator
Getting in trouble every day in school, act [E] a fool
And you know I had to break every rule
Showing off for the bitches cause I had the mad breath
So I had to walk my back when it [Dbm] was [B] time to step
But [A] my crime is, the grimy is with [E] love for me
It's in [Dbm] the sucker up [Eb] above for me
And yo, [A] Kareese kept passing me by, but [Abm] I didn't cry
Broke [Dbm] God's law for the pack, [Eb] I started selling coke
And now the [E] money's looking lovely
Off the drop top and now [Dbm] the bitches wanna [Eb] rub me
Give them the game, it's all the same, I kick it back, yo
Give [Abm] them slack, yo, and now [Dbm] they label me the [B] Mack, yo
Check [A] it, you're disrespected if you're fun on the [E] first, man
You heard, man, catch a couple shots with a glock in my [A] head
Damn, at least I'm [E] realistic, with my biscuit
You know you get your [Eb] ass twisted, so what for cover
Me and [A] my man got a plan, [B] kick a major, [Dbm] done
So if your old nigga [Abm] looking for the game, give [Eb] up
I like to put you with the street fame
It's a deep game and my mama always crying, yo, there's so much pain
[A]
[Abm] So [Dbm] much pain
They [Eb]
[Abm] [Dbm]
got [Eb] me mobbin' like I'm Logan, ready to get my slug on
I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to blast on these [E] suckers if they test me
Sucks I got my glock, got them playin' if they [Eb] press me
Brought some motherfuckers with a passion
Better talk a [E] time, look a winner
[Eb] Blastin' up, but nothing drinkin' in the [A] sea
And gettin' [Abm] high on the lookout for my [Dbm] enemies
Don't wanna [Eb] die, tell me why I come stuck, kick [A] a major
[Abm] A fucker spit me across the flex with [Dbm] my razor
[Eb] What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone
Keep my brain on the [Dbm] game and stay headstrong
[Eb] These sorry bastards wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm really cannot see [Abm] and every day is just a struggle
Daddy thuggin' on the streets and I [A] be ballin' low
Don't let him make you [Dbm] worry, keep swingin' at you suckers
Till you [B] worried I was born [A] a race
Hail a nigga from the gutter, word [Gbm] to mother [Abm] I'm tight
[Dbm] I kick and drop stuff, ready [Eb] to blossom on the scene
[A] Steady muggin' me, [E] until they kill me I'll be livin' this [Dbm] life
I know you feel [Eb] me, it's so much aim
Let's stay in [Abm] the game
[Dbm] Yeah
[Gbm] Let's [B] stay in the [Dbm] game
[Eb] Let's stay in the game
[Abm] [Dbm]
[Eb] Let's stay in the [Dbm] game
[Eb] [A]
[Abm] [Dbm]
[A]
[Abm]
[A]
[Abm] [Dbm]
[N]
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Dbm
13421114
Eb
12341116
Abm
123111114
A
1231
E
2311
Dbm
13421114
Eb
12341116
Abm
123111114
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To learn 2Pac, Stretch - (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack, Deluxe Edition) Pain chords, focus on the sequence of these chords: Abm, Dbm, Eb, Abm, Eb, A, Eb and Dbm. To master the tempo, it's wise to start at 84 BPM before aiming for the song's 169 BPM. With an eye on the song's key F Major, set the capo that best suits your vocal range.

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[Gb] I couldn't help but notice your pain, my babe.
[Db] It runs deep.
[Eb] Share it with me! _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ [Eb] _ They'll never take me alive, I'm getting high with my false five,
cocked on these suckers time to die, even as a youngster,
causing ruckus on the back of the bus.
I was a fool all through high school,
Kicking up dust, but now I'm labeled as a troublemaker
Who can you [Abm] blame?
Smoking weed [Dbm] helped me take away the [Eb] pain
So I'm hopeless, rolling down the freeway, swerving
[Abm] No whoops, I'm [Dbm] bout to crash upon the [B] curb
Let my business [Eb] bluff, maybe if they tried to understand me
What should I do?
I had to feed my fucking family
What else could I do?
Well, be a thug
I'm slinging with the homies, [E] fuck hanging with the ponies in the [Eb] club
Got my mind open, danger, never been a stranger to homicide
[Dbm] My city's full of gang [Eb] bangers and drive-bys, why do we die?
At an early age, he [Abm] was so young, but still [Dbm] a victim of the [Eb] 12 games
My memories of a corpse, mind full of [Abm] sick thoughts
And I [Dbm] ain't going back to [B] court, so fuck what you [A] thought
I'm drinking Hennessy, [Eb] running from my [Abm] enemies
Will I [Dbm] let him be _ [Eb] 23?
It's so much pain
God, I'm screaming, _ [Db] _ _ [Abm] God, [Dbm] I'm screaming
[Eb] _ _ _ God, I'm screaming, _ _ [Dbm] _ God, _ _ _ _ I'm screaming
[Eb] _ [A] Years and years of that rough life, running [Dbm] crazy wild as a kid
And growing [Eb] tough with the night, but living trite from [A] the regular
Walking out [Abm] competitors, see a figure [Dbm]
moving, take her [Eb] down like a fucking predator
Getting in trouble every day in school, act [E] a fool
And you know I had to break every rule
Showing off for the bitches cause I had the mad breath
So I had to walk my back when it [Dbm] was [B] time to step
But [A] my crime is, the grimy is with [E] love for me
_ It's in [Dbm] the sucker up [Eb] above for me
And yo, [A] Kareese kept passing me by, but [Abm] I didn't cry
Broke [Dbm] God's law for the pack, [Eb] I started selling coke
And now the [E] money's looking lovely
Off the drop top and now [Dbm] the bitches wanna [Eb] rub me
Give them the game, it's all the same, I kick it back, yo
Give [Abm] them slack, yo, and now [Dbm] they label me the [B] Mack, yo
Check [A] it, you're disrespected if you're fun on the [E] first, man
You heard, man, catch a couple shots with a glock in my [A] head
Damn, at least I'm [E] realistic, with my biscuit
You know you get your [Eb] ass twisted, so what for cover
Me and [A] my man got a plan, [B] kick a major, [Dbm] done
So if your old nigga [Abm] looking for the game, give [Eb] up
I like to put you with the street fame
It's a deep game and my mama always crying, yo, there's so much pain
[A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ So [Dbm] much pain
_ They _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ got [Eb] me mobbin' like I'm Logan, ready to get my slug on
I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to blast on these [E] suckers if they test me
Sucks I got my glock, got them playin' if they [Eb] press me
Brought some motherfuckers with a passion
Better talk a [E] time, look a winner _
_ [Eb] Blastin' up, but nothing drinkin' in the [A] sea
And gettin' [Abm] high on the lookout for my [Dbm] enemies
Don't wanna [Eb] die, tell me why I come stuck, kick [A] a major
[Abm] A fucker spit me across the flex with [Dbm] my razor
[Eb] What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone
Keep my brain on the [Dbm] game and stay headstrong
[Eb] These sorry bastards wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm really cannot see [Abm] and every day is just a struggle
Daddy thuggin' on the streets and I [A] be ballin' low
Don't let him make you [Dbm] worry, keep swingin' at you suckers
Till you [B] worried I was born [A] a race
Hail a nigga from the gutter, word [Gbm] to mother [Abm] I'm tight
[Dbm] I kick and drop stuff, ready [Eb] to blossom on the scene
[A] Steady muggin' me, [E] until they kill me I'll be livin' this [Dbm] life
I know you feel [Eb] me, it's so much aim
Let's stay in [Abm] the game
_ _ _ _ [Dbm] _ Yeah
_ _ [Gbm] _ _ Let's [B] stay in the [Dbm] game _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ Let's stay in the game
[Abm] _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ Let's stay in the [Dbm] game _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _

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This song is part of Above The Rim album.

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