Dont Shoot

2 Chainz

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Dm C Bb Am Our Lord, grant us good in this world, and good in the life,
Dm C Bb Am To come keep us safe from the torment of the fire, as we keep our hands up high
Dm C Bb Am And scream for justice Ferguson, rest in peace Mike Brown
Dm C Bb Am And all the young soldiers out there, God help us [Chorus]
Dm C Bb Am Time to take a stand and save our future, like we all got shot, we all got shot
Dm C Bb Am Throwin' up our hands don't let them shoot us 'cause we all we got, we all we got
Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder, don't point your weapons at me [Verse 1] (The Game)
Dm Dm Seen the pictures, feel the pain, scandalous how they murder son,
Am C Tired of them killing us, I'm on my way to Ferguson
Dm Dm Talked to TIP, I talked to Diddy, them my brothers walking with me
Am C Mothers crying "Stop the riots", we ain't got to chalk the city
Dm Dm I seen Cole out there, felt I should go out there
Am C They left that boy for hours in the cold out there
Dm Dm They killin' teens, they killin' dreams
Am C (It's murder) Yo, come on [Verse 2] (Diddy)
Dm Dm we gotta stick together, we all we got
Am C When police taking shots and I ain't talkin' 'bout Ciroc
Dm Dm I'm talkin' 'bout Emmett Till, I'm talking bout Ezell Ford
Am C I'm talkin' 'bout Sean Bell, they never go to jail for
Dm Dm Trayvon over Skittles, Mike Brown Cigarillos
Am C History keeps repeating itself, like a Biggie instrumental
Dm Dm America's a glass house and my revenge is mental
Am C Rather use my brain than throw a cocktail through a window [Verse 3] (Rick Ross)
Dm C I got the keys to the city still we left in the cold
Bb Am Hands in the sky, still was left in the road
Dm C Ribbon in the sky, Michael Brown, another soul
Bb Am Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
Dm C The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Bb Am Black dress code now we lootin' in the night
Dm C Now we throwin' Molotovs in this holocaust
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Bb Am N.C. And I know they hate to hear me screamin', "I'm a Boss!" [Chorus]
Dm C Bb Am Time to take a stand and save our future, like we all got shot, we all got shot
Dm C Bb Am Throwin' up our hands don't let them shoot us 'cause we all we got, we all we got
Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder, don't point your weapons at me [Verse 3] (2 Chainz)
Dm Dm Tired of the okie-dokie, lyin' you Pinocchio
Am C Driving while black, tell me, where am I supposed to go?
Dm Dm Gun shots hit the car, now I got the holy ghost
Am C If excessive force was a drug, then they overdosed
Dm Dm Got us tryin'a protest, it's a slow process
Am C Heard it's a lot of rotten eggs in the crow's nest
Dm Dm People prayin' on they feet, police holdin' on they heat
Am C Turned on the news and seen a tank rollin' down the street (Yeah) [Verse 4] (Fabolous)
Dm C I seen a lot of ice water tossed, and I know it's for a cause
Bb Am My only question is, what we doin' for the loss
Dm C Bb Of Mike Brown, 'cause right now, I challenge you to use your talents to
Am Speak up, and don't you ever let them silence you
Dm C 'Cause action speaks louder than words, that's what I heard
Bb Am Shot down with his hands up, that's what occurred
Dm C Bb C Man that sound absurd, matter fact to me that sound like murder we want justice [Verse 5] (Yo Gotti)
Dm C Bb Am Ay yo Game, I had a crib out there, I used to live out there So I know how niggas feel out there
Dm C Bb People stressing, protesting, unity is a blessing, so it's time we come together, use our voice
Am as a weapon
Dm C I am Michael Brown, 'cause I stand for what he stand for
Bb Am News say we're looting, paint pictures like we some animals
Dm C Bb C On my NWA CMG hollin' "Rest in peace Eazy and fuck the police" [Verse 6] (Wale)
Dm C Bb Am Heard another brother slain up in St. Louis, sure the mother feel the pain, but what you famous doin'?
Dm I'm sure the general population trying to be more active
C Bb Am But when the light finally catches you, you ice challenge
Dm C Okay, and I support the ALS just like the rest of them
Bb Am But you have yet to pay your debt, so you just flexin' then Dm N.C. 'Cause everybody care for a minute, then stop Bb Am N.C. People only there for a minute, then stop
Dm C And what's the point of giving if you ain't giving your all? Bb N.C. We never getting ahead, might as well give up your heart [Bridge] (TGT & Swizz Beatz)
Dm C Bb Am Where does it end? I got my hands up, what else am supposed to do?
Dm C Bb Am Where does it end? Tell me, where's the love for everything we're going through? N.C. Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me N.C. Hope that God can save us N.C. Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me [Verse 7] (Swizz Beatz)
Dm Am Martin Luther King had a dream! But they ain't respecting Jesse up out here
C Dm And they don't really respect Obama out here
Am Lights out, go dark it's like a nightmare
C Dm How the fuck you play the game, but they ain't playing fair
Am It's going down, Armageddon right here
C Dm Right now, not on TV, but right here
Am Put your flags in the air if you don't really care (Wave it)
C Dm We need justice, yeah, we need justice here [Verse 8] (Curren$y)
C Bb Am Uh, I heard he surrendered, but we all saw how they did him
Dm C Bb Am Television broadcasts, a confused country, I'm a resident of a nation that don't want me
Dm C Bb Am What's done is done, the town erupts in fury, and I'm already hearing 'bout this lopsided jury
Dm C Bb C Three faces like his, the rest another story, a lot of motherfuckers need to act more worried [Verse 9] (Problem)
Dm C Bb The revolution has been televised, if I sit here and do don't do nothin', homie, that's genocide
Am Fuck that, we have arrived!
Dm C And who cares who ain't on our side 'cause we on our own,
Bb Am How do you preach peace to a family that just lost they own?
Dm C My brodie, Game ,just banged my line like "We gotta do something"
Bb Am All that marchin' and that peace ain't gonna fuckin' do nothin'
Dm C Fuck it, my moms, sorry, I'm ready to rage
Bb Am The police done let the animals out of the cage, oh Lord it's
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