Changes Chords by 2Pac

[Start]

[Intro]
Am Em C G D C
■  ■  ■ ■ ■ ■


[Verse]
D              
Come on come on
         Am                     Em                      
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
              C                     G     
Is life worth living should I blast myself
                   D                       C    
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black
                                               Am    
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
                         Am   
Cops give a damn about a negro
         Am                              
Pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
G                     D                 C    
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
                             Am     
One less hungry mouth on the welfare
               Em                                
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers
D        C                                  G    
Give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
                   D                     C   
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
                                 Am  
Two shots in the dark now Huey's dead
                  Em                       D         
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
          C                    
Unless we share with each other
G                     D      
We gotta start makin' changes
         C                                          Am       
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
    Am                            
And that's how it's supposed to be
            D                            C          
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me
G                D                             
■ I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
                                         G  F
But things changed and that's the way it is ■


[Chorus]
C                        G  F
■ That's just the way it is ■
C                          G    F
■ Things will never be the same ■
C                          
■ That's just the way it is
    G   
Aww yeah
F C G C
■ ■ ■ ■
                       G  F C
That's just the way it is ■ ■
C                            
Things will never be the same
            G       F  C 
That's just the way it is
G   F C   
Aww ■ yeah


[Verse]
         Am                   Em          
I see no changes all I see is racist faces
D         C                           
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
G                         D                 
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
C                                      
One better place let's erase the wasted
Am                    Em                            
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
D           C                                G      
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
                 D                          C    
And only time we chill is when we kill each other
                                            Am   
It takes skill to be real time to heal each other
                      Em         
And although it seems heaven sent
         D                    C           
We ain't ready to see a black President uh
   G                    D               
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
    C                                                
The penitentiary's packed and it's filled with blacks
Am                   Em          
But some things will never change
                                C                   G   
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
                     D           
Now tell me what's a mother to do
C                                            
Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
Am                    Em       D
You gotta operate the easy way ■
        C                      
But you made it in a sleazy way
G                           D             
Sellin' crack to the kid (I gotta get paid
         C                      G  F
Well hey well that's the way it is ■


[Chorus]
C                        G  F
■ That's just the way it is ■
C                        G    F
Things will never be the same ■
C                        G  F
■ That's just the way it is ■
C        G F
Aww yeah ■ ■
C                        G  F
■ That's just the way it is ■
C                          G   
■ Things will never be the same
F      C            G  F C 
That's just the way it ■ is
C       
Aww yeah
                C     
We gotta make a change


[Verse]
                                             G7          
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes
                        C                               
Let's change the way we eat let's change the way we live
          C                                 
And let's change the way we treat each other
                                      G7              
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
                 C         
What we gotta do to survive
                   Am                      Em                
And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
     Em                                               
It's war on the streets and the war in the Middle East
G                 D                C             
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
C                          
So the police can bother me
Am                      Em                      
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
                          C                        G  
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
              D                C     
Don't let 'em jack you up back you up
                                Am
Crack you up and pimp smack you up
                   Em         
You gotta learn to hold ya own
         C                                            
They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
G                            D         
But tell the cops they can't touch this
        C                                           
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
Am                     Em                    D   
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
   C                    G   
My mama didn't raise no fool
                 D                  C            
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
                       Am  
And I never get to lay back
                       Em                       
'cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
D                C                  
Some buck that I roughed up way back
G           D               C     G
Comin' back after all these years ■


[Chorus]
C G F                C                    G  F
■ ■ Ratatattattattat that's the way it is uh ■
C                        G 
■ That's just the way it is
       F          C      G   
Things will never be the same
F                        
That's just the way it is
    C   
Aww yeah
                    G  F C 
That's just the way it ■ is
                         G    F C
Things will never be the same ■ ■
C                        
That's just the way it is
    G   
Aww yeah
F    C                       
Some things will never change


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