Chords for Stranded - Anotha brotha gone (G-funk)

_ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ [D#m] _
_ [G#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A#] _
_ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] [G#] It's just another day and [B] another episode, another [E] young brother on the [C#m] block just got popped.
He [G#] was on the ground shaking [B] like dice.
It wasn't [E] nothing nice, took too good a tone, now [F#] we paid the price in this gangsta's [B] life.
We was everyday [E] driving and hunting the [C#m] tears, being cried by [D#m] they mamas.
And now a [B] day's fools just talking too [E] much, so don't trip when you slipping, get [F#] yourself tucked.
It's getting crazy, [B] another brother dead on [E] the block, tried to make some man [C#m] slang and
rock the clock, made [G#m] his throne pop.
Sent [B] the boy straight in cardiac [E] arrest, had two bullets in his neck, his heart [F#] had jumped
out [G#] his chest.
Rushed him off [B] the killer king, he let [E] the fat lady sing.
[C#m] His body was fueled in [D#m] the corner swing.
Another [B] death in the black [E] territory at the funeral.
The casket [F#] closed, his face [G#] was gory.
His mama screaming [B] why, heard his little sister [E] crying.
Got kicked off [C#m] through property and now that fool is [G#] dying.
The [B] dominant effect of black on black.
[E] We need to [C#] take a step back and quit smoking our own [D#m] stack.
If you give [G#m] it real with me, we can all hang even [C#m] though we claim G.
[G#] It's a shame when [B] we get to see another brother [C#] die.
Haters don't give that, they just [F#] drive on by.
The change has got [G#m] a gun before the dawn.
But if it's on, then [C#m] it's on, now another [D#m] brother's gone.
Senseless [B] killers, that's why we keep [E] burning.
We eat the death, but seem [F#] so damn hungry.
I'm facing another siege when [B] I occlude a remedy.
[E] It's on the street, they back and [C#m] eat.
And if it's drama, it's [D#m] on my meat.
16 [B] muses ready to launch when I [E] squeeze.
A ghetto life saver if you're [F#] counting on them [G#] geese.
I'd rather be judged by [B] 12 than carried off by [E] suits.
Fools be bussing just for [C#m] kicks, keeping the ghetto in the [G#m] mix.
The [B] lifestyle of an inner city [E] child, straight foul.
A children's hand is [F#] wild.
I'm living life on the run and it [B] ain't no fun.
Under the [E] gun, feeling hotter than the [C#m] sun.
But bars ain't the [F#] one, dickie caught up in the [B] twist.
Check my name off the list.
[E] And it's against all odds trying to [F#] deal with [G#] this.
Now is death around the [B] corner?
Well, I don't know.
[E] They'll probably walk through the [C#m] pool and tell me I've been locked in [G#] six-four.
But if I [B] die before I wake, [E] say a prayer for a [C#m] G,
cause I hope I'm at [D#m] heaven's gate.
If you keep it [G#m] real with me, we can all hang even [C#m] when we play G.
[D#m] It's a [G#m] shame when we get to see another brother [E] die.
Haters don't get back, they just [F#] drive on by.
The change has got to [B] come before the dawn.
[C#m] But if it's on, then it's on.
I'm another brother's [D#m] gnome.
Senseless [B] killers, that's why we keep [E] grinding it.
Breathe in the chest, seem [D#] so damn clean.
Instead of trying to change, I [B] remain the same.
Stuck in the [E] game, they got too many homies falling victim to the [D#m] gangbang.
And I admit [B] I was a sucker for a [E] dream.
Until I saw what they did to [F#] my man, Rodney King.
But when we [B] understand the enemy's not [E] the black man or the brown,
it's time to get down [D#m] and unite.
We gotta fuck [B] them little suckers.
Ain't no [E] love lost, so get ready for the [F#] holocaust.
Another loose cannon, cause I [B] be busting shots like O [E]'Bannon.
Camouflaged with a Glock in the alley [D#] scanning.
Train puts a [B] reign like a Vietnam vet.
[E] Don't want a lot of firefights, but ain't [F#] been off to war yet.
You wanna step [B] against this black stallion?
[E] A straight soldier, recruited by the West Coast [G#] Battalion.
It's a shame [B] it gotta be that way.
[E] I gotta keep the hammer [C#m] cocked back to reassure another day.
If [G#m] you keep it real with me, we can all hang even when we play G.
[D#m] It's a shame when we get [B] to see another [E] brother die.
Haters don't get back, they just [F#] drive on by.
The change has got it done [B] before the [C#m] dawn.
But if it's on, then it's on, I'm another brother's [A#] gone.
Senseless killers, that's why we keep [E] burning it.
We love them, but seem [C#] so damn permanent.
If you keep it [B] real with me, [C#m] we can all hang even when we play G.
[D#m] It's a [B] shame when we get to see another brother die.
[E] Haters don't get back, [D#] they just drive on by.
[F#] The change has got it done [G#m] before the dawn.
[C#] But if it's on, then it's on, I'm another brother's [G#m] gone.
Senseless killers, that's why we keep burning it.
We love them, but seem so [D#m] damn [F#] permanent.
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _ [D#m] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [N] _