Chords for VIC MENSA - SHELTER ft. Wyclef Jean, Chance The Rapper
Tempo:
90.3 bpm
Chords used:
Em
Am
C
F
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
We all fall down.
[Em] [A] [Am]
[Em] [A] [Am] There's a war [Em] going on outside that [A] nobody's safe from.
[Am] But here in my [Em] arms, I'll [A] keep you from harm.
[Am] There's no [Em] guarantee tonight that [A] we will wake up.
When night takes the [Em] morning, but if [C] no alarm rings, you can [Am] count on one [Em] thing.
I'll be [F] your shelter, emergency.
[Em] [D] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am]
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrive.
I'll [D] be by your side, you're my [Am] lucky dive.
[Em] Y-Club told me call 911, [D] but who do you call when the [Am] ambulances don't come?
Or [Em] watch as the ones warned by law to protect [D] us, or unfully convict us, then call [Am] the corrections.
Next, [Em] they fill the banks up when we in recession, [Dm] and hank us in the jail cell so they can [Am] swim to your legends.
I walk [Em] Chicago streets where potholes are [G] deep, and tie holes creep like [Am] TLC.
Hospital [Em] workers in squares with no PPE, [D] but they got money for riot gear.
I got my [Am] neck and we dying here, yeah.
[Em] You tell me not to move with my [D] gun, but we got more funeral homes than schools where I'm from.
And on the [Em] news, all you view is homicides.
[A] Tell me why there ain't no trauma units when they body traumatized.
You [Em] kinda get on your feet, playing the hand they [D] dealt you.
If your house is not a home, let this song be your shelter, [Em] shelter, shelter.
I'll be [F] your shelter, [Am]
[Em] emergency.
[Dm] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am]
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero [Am] when danger arrives.
[Em] [D] I'll be by your side, [Dm] on my lucky dive.
It's [Em] a hundred bags under the underpass.
[F] Rumbling stomachs, cuffed jingle, and [Am] hummers pass.
Brisk when [Em] summer's done, winter is coming fast.
[D] And then they Zoom, teach them, wonder why they don't [Am] come to class.
The internet [Em] been out, the hot water been out.
She [F] moved to her aunt's house, then to her [Am] friend's couch.
Her views went to [Em] jail, but that nigga been out.
[F] Producer was in-house, they [Am] posted in pen pals.
Homeless in [Em] the home of the slaves, I wonder how that would [D] feel.
The manifest, the destiny of a bunch of landed Casill.
Think [Em] about Kenneth Walker and Philando [D] Casill.
How they only wanted to protect they family.
[C]
While this nigga's [Em] out here to make it worse for they [A] folks.
It's a deeper hot of hell for the worst of these [D] folks.
It's a mystery, [Em] we never heard the murder she [C] wrote.
If we finally paid it back, the whole earth would be [N] broke.
[C]
[A] [Em]
[C] [G]
[N]
[C]
[Am] [Em] Be your [F]
shelter, [Em] emergency on [Dm]
me.
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrives, I'll be [Dm] by your side.
[G] I write for my niggas [C] doing life with no possibility of parole.
You playing [F] Fortnite, that's how long you spending a whole lot from death row.
Free [C] my nigga Julius Jones, [F] I had a dream that Mamiya was home.
I speak [C] freedom in song, cause all I see is racist [F] faces with hate lips.
And they rape kids in cages, [Am] what kind of nation?
Lynch, [F] Elijah, McClain, they sent us to the Middle [Am] East to die for the flag.
[Em] They drive us insane to sell us medication.
[D] We demand reparations and they tell [Am] us have patience.
Instead [Em] of cash payments we get minimum [D] wages.
They give us the black plague, then send [Am] us a white savior.
I found [Em] faith when I lost hope, that's when [F] Julius reminded me of a bar I wrote.
[Am] Behind bars, on the [G] yard, where they dream of the street.
[C] On death row singing we could be free.
We could [Am] be free.
[C] [F] [C]
[A] [Em] [C]
[A] [C]
[Am]
[A] [C]
[Em] [A] [Am]
[Em] [A] [Am] There's a war [Em] going on outside that [A] nobody's safe from.
[Am] But here in my [Em] arms, I'll [A] keep you from harm.
[Am] There's no [Em] guarantee tonight that [A] we will wake up.
When night takes the [Em] morning, but if [C] no alarm rings, you can [Am] count on one [Em] thing.
I'll be [F] your shelter, emergency.
[Em] [D] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am]
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrive.
I'll [D] be by your side, you're my [Am] lucky dive.
[Em] Y-Club told me call 911, [D] but who do you call when the [Am] ambulances don't come?
Or [Em] watch as the ones warned by law to protect [D] us, or unfully convict us, then call [Am] the corrections.
Next, [Em] they fill the banks up when we in recession, [Dm] and hank us in the jail cell so they can [Am] swim to your legends.
I walk [Em] Chicago streets where potholes are [G] deep, and tie holes creep like [Am] TLC.
Hospital [Em] workers in squares with no PPE, [D] but they got money for riot gear.
I got my [Am] neck and we dying here, yeah.
[Em] You tell me not to move with my [D] gun, but we got more funeral homes than schools where I'm from.
And on the [Em] news, all you view is homicides.
[A] Tell me why there ain't no trauma units when they body traumatized.
You [Em] kinda get on your feet, playing the hand they [D] dealt you.
If your house is not a home, let this song be your shelter, [Em] shelter, shelter.
I'll be [F] your shelter, [Am]
[Em] emergency.
[Dm] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am]
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero [Am] when danger arrives.
[Em] [D] I'll be by your side, [Dm] on my lucky dive.
It's [Em] a hundred bags under the underpass.
[F] Rumbling stomachs, cuffed jingle, and [Am] hummers pass.
Brisk when [Em] summer's done, winter is coming fast.
[D] And then they Zoom, teach them, wonder why they don't [Am] come to class.
The internet [Em] been out, the hot water been out.
She [F] moved to her aunt's house, then to her [Am] friend's couch.
Her views went to [Em] jail, but that nigga been out.
[F] Producer was in-house, they [Am] posted in pen pals.
Homeless in [Em] the home of the slaves, I wonder how that would [D] feel.
The manifest, the destiny of a bunch of landed Casill.
Think [Em] about Kenneth Walker and Philando [D] Casill.
How they only wanted to protect they family.
[C]
While this nigga's [Em] out here to make it worse for they [A] folks.
It's a deeper hot of hell for the worst of these [D] folks.
It's a mystery, [Em] we never heard the murder she [C] wrote.
If we finally paid it back, the whole earth would be [N] broke.
[C]
[A] [Em]
[C] [G]
[N]
[C]
[Am] [Em] Be your [F]
shelter, [Em] emergency on [Dm]
me.
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrives, I'll be [Dm] by your side.
[G] I write for my niggas [C] doing life with no possibility of parole.
You playing [F] Fortnite, that's how long you spending a whole lot from death row.
Free [C] my nigga Julius Jones, [F] I had a dream that Mamiya was home.
I speak [C] freedom in song, cause all I see is racist [F] faces with hate lips.
And they rape kids in cages, [Am] what kind of nation?
Lynch, [F] Elijah, McClain, they sent us to the Middle [Am] East to die for the flag.
[Em] They drive us insane to sell us medication.
[D] We demand reparations and they tell [Am] us have patience.
Instead [Em] of cash payments we get minimum [D] wages.
They give us the black plague, then send [Am] us a white savior.
I found [Em] faith when I lost hope, that's when [F] Julius reminded me of a bar I wrote.
[Am] Behind bars, on the [G] yard, where they dream of the street.
[C] On death row singing we could be free.
We could [Am] be free.
[C] [F] [C]
[A] [Em] [C]
[A] [C]
[Am]
[A] [C]
Key:
Em
Am
C
F
D
Em
Am
C
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We all fall down.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] There's a war [Em] going on outside that [A] nobody's safe from.
[Am] But here in my [Em] arms, I'll [A] keep you from harm.
_ [Am] There's no [Em] guarantee tonight that [A] we will wake up.
When night takes the [Em] morning, but if [C] no alarm rings, you can [Am] count on one [Em] thing.
I'll be [F] your shelter, _ emergency.
[Em] _ _ [D] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am] _ _
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrive.
I'll [D] be by your side, you're my [Am] lucky dive.
[Em] Y-Club told me call 911, [D] but who do you call when the [Am] ambulances don't come?
Or [Em] watch as the ones warned by law to protect [D] us, or unfully convict us, then call [Am] the corrections.
Next, [Em] they fill the banks up when we in recession, [Dm] and hank us in the jail cell so they can [Am] swim to your legends.
I walk [Em] Chicago streets where potholes are [G] deep, and tie holes creep like [Am] TLC.
Hospital [Em] workers in squares with no PPE, [D] but they got money for riot gear.
I got my [Am] neck and we dying here, yeah.
[Em] You tell me not to move with my [D] gun, but we got more funeral homes than schools where I'm from.
And on the [Em] news, all you view is homicides.
[A] Tell me why there ain't no trauma units when they body traumatized.
You [Em] kinda get on your feet, playing the hand they [D] dealt you.
If your house is not a home, let this song be your shelter, [Em] shelter, shelter.
I'll be [F] your shelter, _ [Am] _
[Em] emergency.
_ [Dm] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am] _ _
[Em] _ I'll be [F] your superhero [Am] when danger arrives.
[Em] _ [D] I'll be by your side, [Dm] on my lucky dive.
It's [Em] a hundred bags under the underpass.
[F] Rumbling stomachs, cuffed jingle, and [Am] hummers pass.
Brisk when [Em] summer's done, winter is coming fast.
[D] And then they Zoom, teach them, wonder why they don't [Am] come to class.
The internet [Em] been out, the hot water been out.
She [F] moved to her aunt's house, then to her [Am] friend's couch.
Her views went to [Em] jail, but that nigga been out.
[F] Producer was in-house, they [Am] posted in pen pals.
Homeless in [Em] the home of the slaves, I wonder how that would [D] feel.
The manifest, the destiny of a bunch of landed Casill.
Think [Em] about Kenneth Walker and Philando [D] Casill.
How they only wanted to protect they family.
[C]
While this nigga's [Em] out here to make it worse for they [A] folks.
It's a deeper hot of hell for the worst of these [D] folks.
It's a mystery, [Em] we never heard the murder she [C] wrote.
If we finally paid it back, the whole earth would be [N] broke.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ [Em] Be your [F]
shelter, _ _ [Em] emergency on [Dm]
me.
_ _ _ [Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrives, I'll be [Dm] by your side.
[G] I write for my niggas [C] doing life with no possibility of parole.
You playing [F] Fortnite, that's how long you spending a whole lot from death row.
Free [C] my nigga Julius Jones, [F] I had a dream that Mamiya was home.
I speak [C] freedom in song, cause all I see is racist [F] faces with hate lips.
And they rape kids in cages, [Am] what kind of nation?
Lynch, [F] Elijah, McClain, they sent us to the Middle [Am] East to die for the flag.
[Em] They drive us insane to sell us medication.
[D] We demand reparations and they tell [Am] us have patience.
Instead [Em] of cash payments we get minimum [D] wages.
They give us the black plague, then send [Am] us a white savior.
I found [Em] faith when I lost hope, that's when [F] Julius reminded me of a bar I wrote.
[Am] Behind bars, on the [G] yard, where they dream of the street.
[C] On death row singing we could be free.
We could [Am] be free.
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We all fall down.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] There's a war [Em] going on outside that [A] nobody's safe from.
[Am] But here in my [Em] arms, I'll [A] keep you from harm.
_ [Am] There's no [Em] guarantee tonight that [A] we will wake up.
When night takes the [Em] morning, but if [C] no alarm rings, you can [Am] count on one [Em] thing.
I'll be [F] your shelter, _ emergency.
[Em] _ _ [D] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am] _ _
[Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrive.
I'll [D] be by your side, you're my [Am] lucky dive.
[Em] Y-Club told me call 911, [D] but who do you call when the [Am] ambulances don't come?
Or [Em] watch as the ones warned by law to protect [D] us, or unfully convict us, then call [Am] the corrections.
Next, [Em] they fill the banks up when we in recession, [Dm] and hank us in the jail cell so they can [Am] swim to your legends.
I walk [Em] Chicago streets where potholes are [G] deep, and tie holes creep like [Am] TLC.
Hospital [Em] workers in squares with no PPE, [D] but they got money for riot gear.
I got my [Am] neck and we dying here, yeah.
[Em] You tell me not to move with my [D] gun, but we got more funeral homes than schools where I'm from.
And on the [Em] news, all you view is homicides.
[A] Tell me why there ain't no trauma units when they body traumatized.
You [Em] kinda get on your feet, playing the hand they [D] dealt you.
If your house is not a home, let this song be your shelter, [Em] shelter, shelter.
I'll be [F] your shelter, _ [Am] _
[Em] emergency.
_ [Dm] Please count on me, yeah.
[Am] _ _
[Em] _ I'll be [F] your superhero [Am] when danger arrives.
[Em] _ [D] I'll be by your side, [Dm] on my lucky dive.
It's [Em] a hundred bags under the underpass.
[F] Rumbling stomachs, cuffed jingle, and [Am] hummers pass.
Brisk when [Em] summer's done, winter is coming fast.
[D] And then they Zoom, teach them, wonder why they don't [Am] come to class.
The internet [Em] been out, the hot water been out.
She [F] moved to her aunt's house, then to her [Am] friend's couch.
Her views went to [Em] jail, but that nigga been out.
[F] Producer was in-house, they [Am] posted in pen pals.
Homeless in [Em] the home of the slaves, I wonder how that would [D] feel.
The manifest, the destiny of a bunch of landed Casill.
Think [Em] about Kenneth Walker and Philando [D] Casill.
How they only wanted to protect they family.
[C]
While this nigga's [Em] out here to make it worse for they [A] folks.
It's a deeper hot of hell for the worst of these [D] folks.
It's a mystery, [Em] we never heard the murder she [C] wrote.
If we finally paid it back, the whole earth would be [N] broke.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ [Em] Be your [F]
shelter, _ _ [Em] emergency on [Dm]
me.
_ _ _ [Em] I'll be [F] your superhero, [Am] danger [Em] arrives, I'll be [Dm] by your side.
[G] I write for my niggas [C] doing life with no possibility of parole.
You playing [F] Fortnite, that's how long you spending a whole lot from death row.
Free [C] my nigga Julius Jones, [F] I had a dream that Mamiya was home.
I speak [C] freedom in song, cause all I see is racist [F] faces with hate lips.
And they rape kids in cages, [Am] what kind of nation?
Lynch, [F] Elijah, McClain, they sent us to the Middle [Am] East to die for the flag.
[Em] They drive us insane to sell us medication.
[D] We demand reparations and they tell [Am] us have patience.
Instead [Em] of cash payments we get minimum [D] wages.
They give us the black plague, then send [Am] us a white savior.
I found [Em] faith when I lost hope, that's when [F] Julius reminded me of a bar I wrote.
[Am] Behind bars, on the [G] yard, where they dream of the street.
[C] On death row singing we could be free.
We could [Am] be free.
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] _ [C] _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
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