Tonart: D# minor
Verse 1
Am
G
F
Em
C
Dm
Em
The pain, bring
E
Am
G
F
me in man,
Em
Dm
Em
E
damn, so much pain man,
Am
G
F
C
Dm
no glory,
Em
E
Am
I'ma get my glory one
G
F
of these days,
Em
Dm
Em
but till then, you know
Am
G
F
Staring at these four walls again,
Em
Dm
think about this cold world
that I'm starving in
E
and can't get a bargain in,
Am
G
the judge gotta pardon him,
F
Em
the pain is a part of him
Dm
life's taking its toll on his brain
Am
G
this is my life and it's breathing
F
C
through the speakers
Em
E
little kids bleeding over sneakers
Dm
F
C
no reason for a preacher
E
sooner or later they gon' start
squeezing on the teachers
Am
G
F
nev er had a father to talk to,
C
Em
Dm
but in the hood, who did?
Em
so fuck it, I'm playing my part too
G
but all my friends dumber than me
C
Em
Dm
And all that means
Em
is a whole bunch of hunger for me
Am
I'm runnin' with niggas
C
Em
Dm
So the shit they doin' now, I already did,
Am
G
Em
Now I'm 25, lookin' for a way out
Dm
How it's gon' play out?
Em
I'm tryin' to get back be
G
This street shit is startin'
Em
Dm
How I'm gon' make out?
There's money outside,
Em
I'm tryin' to stay out
C
Em
I'd rip his whole face out
Dm
The feds close the street on the roof,
E
Am
Em
tryin' to stake out
Am
G
F
Pray to God and my soul to keep
Em
Dm
That we gonna make
it out of these streets
Dm
we all stay alive to eat
C
E
Cause it's hard to survive these streets
Am
G
So please may I pray to God
Em
Dm
That we gonna make
it out of these streets
Em
C
And so help us God,
G
F
C
we all stay alive to eat
Dm
Cause it's hard to survive
these streets
Em
Am
G
So please may I pray to God
F
Em
in my soul to keep
Dm
That we gonna make it out
of these streets
Em
Am
An d so help us God,
G
F
Em
we all stay alive to eat
Em
survive these streets
C
Em
Dm
Drug peddlers, gun -totin',
liquor drinkin'
Am
G
F
Em
ain't nothin' scarier than broke at 36
Dm
Servin' nicks in your old coat
Am
G
F
Tryna get head from dope fiends
Em
Dm
and dirty chicks that burn a dick
Young niggas laugh,
Em
E
they heard he's sick
Em
Dm
C
E
Gotta rewind it, I still got time, shit I'm 25,
Am
I gotta get on my grind quick, yeah
G
F
C
Em
Waste money, but never time, nigga
Em
but minutes is hard to find, nigga
Am
G
Start your life,
F
C
Em
I'm trying to start mines, nigga
Em
the thought of it make my mind shiver
Am
C
G
F
Pray to God and my soul
C
Dm
to keep control of streets
Cause that's how I was
Em
E
told to speak
Em
G
I spit pain when they blow the beat
F
C
Em
Dm
Time to wake up niggas
Em
who lay down and just chose to sleep
G
F
C
motherfuckers aiming for me
Em
Dm
Strangers call me ransom,
E
Am
G
F
Em
Dm
pain and glory
E
Em
Am
G
Dm
Em
Dm
E
Em
Dm
F
E
Am
C
G
F
C
May I pray to God and my soul to keep
Em
Dm
That we gon' make it
out of these streets
G
F
we all stay alive to eat
Em
Dm
Cause it's hard to survive
Am
C
G
So please may I pray to God
Em
Dm
That we gon' make it
out of these streets
Em
C
And so help us God,
G
F
we all stay alive to eat
Em
Dm
Cause it's hard to
survive these streets
Em
Am
F
G
So please may I pray to God
F
C
Em
and my soul to keep
Dm
That we gon' make it
out of these streets
Em
Am
C
An d so help us God,
G
F
C
we all stay alive to eat
Dm
Em
Am
G
Cause it's hard to survive these streets
F
Em
Dm
Em
E
Em
E
Em
Dm
F
E
You
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