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Postmodern Jukebox - Gangstas Paradise - аккорды и текст, видео

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Postmodern Jukebox - Gangstas Paradise - аккорды и текст, видео

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Gangstas Paradise
Postmodern Jukebox
      Fm                              Gm       C
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
          Fm                          Gm            C
I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left
                    Bbm        Fm
'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long,
       G                       C
That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
             Fm                        Gm       C
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
        Fm                    Gm            C
Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of
            Bbm                         Fm
You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking
    G                           C
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
   Fm                        Gm    C
I really hate to trip but I gotta loc'
         Fm                         Gm     C
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
Bbm                         Fm
I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
        G                       C
On my knees in the night saying prayers in the streetlight

C#            Bbm                      C                Fm
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                      C                Fm
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                    C                Fm
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                    C                Fm
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise

     Fm                     Gm     C
Look at the situation they got me facin'
         Fm                        Gm            C
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets
        Bbm                  Fm
So I gotta be down with the hood team
             G                       C
Too much television watching got me chasing dreams
        Fm                 Gm          C
I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
       Fm                   Gm          C
Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye
       Bbm                   Fm
I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banger
         G                      C
And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool
  Fm                       Gm        C
Death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away,
            Fm                    Gm   C
I'm living life, do or die, what can I say
     Bbm                Fm
I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24
     G                    C
The way things are going I don't know

C#            Bbm                      C                Fm
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                      C                Fm
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                    C                Fm
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                    C                Fm
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise

[musical interlude]

        C#      Bbm   C        Fm
Tell me why are we so blind to see
         C#      Bbm      C       Fm
That the ones we hurt are you and me

Fm                   Gm            C
Power and the money, money and the power
Fm                   Gm         C
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Bbm                      Fm
Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking
         G                                   C
What's going on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cookin'
     Fm                       Gm             C
They say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
   Fm                        Gm           C
If they can't understand it, how can they reach me
  Bbm                 Fm
I guess they can't, I guess they won't
  G                              c
I guess they front, that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool

C#            Bbm                      C                Fm
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                      C                Fm
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                    C                Fm
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
C#            Bbm                    C                Fm
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
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