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The City Chords by Kendrick Lamar

  • Key: Em
  • BPM: 72
  • Capo: no capo

PULSO FUERTE


THE CITY ACORDES

[Start]

[Intro]
D7 Bm Em D Am G
         
Em D Am G
     
G                         
See any angels in the city


[Verse]
Em                        
See any angels in the city
     Em                               
Tell them muthafuckas I'm forever paid
                D                 Bm7           
California king wrestle gators in the Everglades
                  Am7                               
Drive up out that muthafuckin' swamp in the Escalade
                           G                                                 
So before you put that red rag in your pocket I wanna see your fuckin' resume
Em                                                 
Started off on ground zero then I start to levitate
D                                         
Rip rappers a new asshole I never hesitate
Am7                                               
Dre beats on smoking that chronic just to meditate
G                                                  
I'm a give 'em hurricanes until another levee break
Em                                                      
You niggas is featherweights I'm Aftermath's heavyweight
Bm                                                       
Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate
Am                                                   
When a nigga whack found me shit I was selling weight
G                                                        
Now a nigga's selling millions now it's time to celebrate
Em                                              
Performing in front of millions nigga every race
                                              Em    
Sixfour in the 'sixtyfour now watch the Chevy scrape
Am                                         
Fourth album no five mics Then let 'em hate
G                                               Em   
But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the king in every state
             Bm                    
Recognize my life ridicule my fight
                     Am                                    
Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
                    G                                       
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
                  Em                                                   
Get familiar with Cartwright 'cause I wrote that shot I'm a raging bull
                          D                                                    
When the needle drops for the record I'm a wreck it even if my record don't pop
          Am                           
I'm a tie a knot on a downtown building
    Am                                         
Let it toll behind me tell 'em they can find me
   G                                
In the dark with the ghetto children
                                               Em   
Look at my heart nigga fuck your feelings this is me
         Em                                          
I'm sick of motherfuckers talking about the West died
Bm7                            
Can't you hear my heart beating
           Am7                Am                        G  
That's the motherfuckin' West side you test me you test God
    G                                       
I'm his son it says in Psalms you come at me
           Em                           
Then I can split you with this Tommy gun
                       D                                                          
You won't have time to run I'm from the Compton slums and that's how the West ride
Am                                          
I'm from the city where two of the best died
G                                                       Em 
Rest in peace to both of 'em spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
                                         Em 
Damn I said I spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Bm                                               
Name your top ten I'm harder than the most of 'em


[Chorus]
Am                                             
Matter of fact shorten your list nigga top five
G7          G              Em 
Game Biggie Hov prolly Pac Nas
                                     Em       
No particular order bet a mil that I slaughter
Em                                       
Serve niggas give a fuck what you ordered
Am                                            
How dare you niggas pop fly when I'm the nigga
                           G                  Em 
Sold five mil out the gate and numbers do not lie


[Verse]
             Bm                    
Recognize my life ridicule my fight
                     Am                                    
Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
                    G                                       
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
                  Em                                                   
Get familiar with Cartwright 'cause I wrote that shot I'm a raging bull
                          D                                                    
When the needle drops for the record I'm a wreck it even if my record don't pop
            Am                         
I'm a tie a knot on a downtown building
    Am                                         
Let it toll behind me tell 'em they can find me
   G                                
In the dark with the ghetto children
        D                                      Em   
Look at my heart nigga fuck your feelings this is me
               Em                            
I gave you The Documentary shit was a classic
D        Bm7                                            
Gave you Doctor's Advocate you ripped it out the package
Am                                             
Came with LAX since critics said it was average
      G                                               
I was stressed the fuck out torn between Aftermath and
Em                                          
Geffen Interscope now I got you in the scope
D                                                  Am7  
Spill the red ink on the paper it's like my pen is broke
                 Am                   G  
And this is what you all been waiting for
    G                                      
I'm the lost angel knocking on Satan's door
Em                                                               
What the fuck y'all take me for I love you cause you hate me more
    D                                                    
I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor except I give you eightyfour
Am                          
Shake you like Haiti's floor
                    G                       
Walk up on you like What's going on baby boy
G                          
Shots in that Mercedes door
Em                                         
Either I'm crazy or the black Slim Shady or
Bm                                                      Am7 
Could that be the reason that Baby said he would pay me more
      Am7                           
But I still owe Jimmy one more album
    G                                            Em    
The best the West has ever seen no disrespect to Calvin
             D                Bm   
Recognize my life ridicule my fight
                     Am                                    
Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
                    G                                       
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
                  Em                                                   
Get familiar with Cartwright 'cause I wrote that shot I'm a raging bull
                          D                                                    
When the needle drops for the record I'm a wreck it even if my record don't pop
          Am                           
I'm a tie a knot on a downtown building
    Am                                         
Let it toll behind me tell 'em they can find me
   G                                
In the dark with the ghetto children
                                               Em   
Look at my heart nigga fuck your feelings this is me
         Em                                 
Kendrick and I wear a pendant on my shoulder
        Em                                                    
Soldier like a lieutenant and the coupe tinted got pulled over
N.C.                           
Johnny always lock a nigga down
N.C.                                                            
Knowing damn well we don't wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao
N.C.                                                   
Little nigga Mayweather size ride like Pac in his prime
N.C.                     
Thug life is now on radar
N.C.                                       
'til the federal come through and raid ours
N.C.                         
Reminiscing on the LA Raiders
N.C.                                             
Was in my home snapback fitted on my uncle's dome
N.C.                                                     
And I don't condone dickriding I'm addicted to Westsiding
N.C.                                        
Living in a city where the skinny niggas die
N.C.                                                    
And the semi bullets fly but it turn me to a lion trying
N.C.                
And I mean that shit
N.C.                                      
Game came through put the city on his back
N.C.                                              
I was in the city where a nigga had seen that shit
N.C.                                  
Compton A nigga gotta scream that shit
N.C.                                             
Never went commercial never TV screened that shit
N.C.                                                        
Can't block or screen that shit now everybody seen that shit
N.C.                                       
Red is a very emotionally and intense color
N.C.                                                   
It enhances human metabolism increases respiration rate
N.C.                     
And raises blood pressure
N.C.                                                 
It has a very high visibility which is why stop signs
N.C.                                                   
Stop lights and fire equipments are usually painted red
N.C.                                                        
It also represents one third of California's gang population
N.C.                                                                        
Needless to say please dress accordingly while visiting the Los Angeles area
N.C.                                                          
Also tuck your jewelry and keep your hands inside your vehicle
N.C.           
Thank you Enjoy


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