God Bless the Dead Chords by 2Pac

[Start]

[Intro]
N.C.                                         
Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls
N.C.                          
That's right boy it's goin' on
N.C.                
Right here Thug Life
                   D7
God bless the dead ■ 


[Verse]
                   D7              
God bless the dead and buried nigga
                           D7                           
Don't worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worse
            D7                                 
I ain't mad I know you're representin' the crew
                      D7                               
And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew
               D7                         
Fuck the world pain was a part of the game
                D7                            
If you a baller money went as quick as it came
               D7                            
My role models gone or they locked in the pen
                 D7                        
Straight hustlas caught up in the whirlwind
                D7                              
The other day I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie
                 D7                
Sayin shit don't stop nigga no pity
             D7                            
We all hoods and all we ever had was dreams
             D7                                 
Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes
              D7                               
In the gutter you learn to have a criminal mind
                  D7                           
I was addicted to tryin' never meant to do time
           D7                          
My epitaph will read Was the last of Gs
                            D7             
Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed


[Chorus]
D7                
God bless the dead
D7                
God bless the dead
C#7               A7  
■   God bless the dead
F#7               D7   C#7
■   God bless the dead ■  
    A7 D7 A7                                 
Man ■  ■  ■  ain't nobody promised me a thang


[Verse]
  A7                         
I been caught up in this game
     A7                                               
Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang
                         D7 
I can see 'em in my head pow
               D7                   
Memories of my nigga but he dead now
                   D7                         
Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took
        D7                               
Half my peers they're stretched for years
                  D7                 
And if I die will they all shed tears
                         D7                            
Two to the dome leave me alone let me get my head clear
                D7                   
Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror
                          D7                         
Behind me life without my nine I'd rather do the time
                      D7                        
See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice
        D7                                
And all the courts same way they fucked us
        D7                          
And why the hell am I locked in jail
                    D7                             
They let them white boys free we be shocked as hell
                 D7           
In my mind I can see it comin'
                                       F#m          
And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'
                                    F#m         
By keepin' gun never run unless I'm comin' at ya
                            F#m               
Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter


[Chorus]
              D7  
God bless the dead
F#7                   
■   God bless the dead
D7   C#7                     D7                                
Rest ■   in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early
              C#7                           F#7       
All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime
D7                                    E7 
Real motherfuckin' Gz this one is for you
   E7            
Yo Stretch Biggie
       C7                     
Yo Big this is to you my nigga
                                  G7 
Springfield Hollis crew Thug Life YGz
        G7                      
Sendin' they respect know I mean
G7                           
You my nigga for life forever
       G7                          
You're always gonna be with a nigga
   G7                           
No matter what don't forget that


[Verse]
  G7                       
I pray before I go to sleep
G7                                                               
Dear God save my place before I start to eat 'cause times is hard
       G7                        
So I'm covered to my knees oh why
D                                               
Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy
    C#                                                         
You had to take a good one a ghetto hood son uzi weighin' a ton
D7                                  C#7      
Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun
                                          C#7     
Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me
                                           C#7  
But it's mind blowin' so I'm flowin' goin' crazy
                                    C#7            
Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk
                                C#7  
He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk
                                       C#7       
For spunk is what he had kid I'd ratha attack Big
                                                C#7     
Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did
                               C#7            
Wannabe suckers wanna test I'm tellin' you yes
                                       F#7         
The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest
                                   F#7       
Guess who I'll make a mess of your crew quick
                                 C#7                
The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique yeah


[Chorus]
              D7   A7
God bless the dead ■ 
F#7               D7  
■   God bless the dead
D7                
God bless the dead
C#7     D7            
■   God bless the dead


[Outro]
C#7 F#7 D7 C#7 D7 A7 D7 C#7
■   ■   ■  ■   ■  ■  ■  ■  
G7 D7 A7 D7 C#7 D7 C#7
■  ■  ■  ■  ■   ■  ■  


[End]