Gangstas Paradise
James MorrisonVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
3 5 5 4 3 3 (Morrison plays 3 2 0 0 0 1 but I prefer the bar chord)
The chords are repeated non-stop throughout the entire song in the same rhythm:
The hard part is timing the rap, the guitar part is a piece of cake.
(Ooooh, ooooh, oooh, ooooh)
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's not much left
Cause I've been blastin' and laughin so long that
Even my ma'ma thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me, be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc'-
As they grew I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Sayin' prayers in the street light
Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
They got the situation, they got me facin'
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams
I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loc'ed out gangsta, set-trippin banger
And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool
Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away
I'm livin life do-or-die-a, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fow'?
The way things are goin' I don't know
Tell me why are we, so blind to see
That the ones we hurt, are you and me
Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody's runnin, but half of them ain't lookin
What's goin on in the kitchen, but I dont know what's cookin
They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me,
If they cant understand it, how can they reach me?
I guess they can't; I guess they won't
I guess they front; that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool!
Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise
Tell me why are we, so blind to see
That the ones we hurt, are you and me
Tell me why are we, so blind to see
That the ones we hurt, are you and me
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Readable chord sheet for Gangstas Paradise by James Morrison
[G] 3 5 5 4 3 3 (Morrison plays 3 2 0 0 0 1 but I prefer the bar chord) The chords are repeated non-stop throughout the entire song in the same rhythm: [Ab] [Fm] [G] [Cm] The hard part is timing the rap, the guitar part is a piece of cake. (Ooooh, ooooh, oooh, ooooh) As I w[Ab]alk through the valley of the s[Fm]hadow of death I take a l[G]ook at my life and real[Cm]ize there's not much left Cause I[Ab]'ve been blastin' and lau[Fm]ghin so long that E[G]ven my ma'ma thinks that my m[Cm]ind is gone But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me, be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc'- As they grew I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like On my knees in the night Sayin' prayers in the street light Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise They got the situation, they got me facin' I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip So I gotta be down with the hood team Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a loc'ed out gangsta, set-trippin banger And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away I'm livin life do-or-die-a, what can I say? I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fow'? The way things are goin' I don't know Tell me why are we, so blind to see That the ones we hurt, are you and me Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Power and the money, money and the power Minute after minute, hour after hour Everybody's runnin, but half of them ain't lookin What's goin on in the kitchen, but I dont know what's cookin They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me, If they cant understand it, how can they reach me? I guess they can't; I guess they won't I guess they front; that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool! Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Tell me why are we, so blind to see That the ones we hurt, are you and me Tell me why are we, so blind to see That the ones we hurt, are you and me