Changes chords by 2Pac

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Verse 1:
     Am         Em             D
I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself
        Cadd9
Is life worth livin'? Should I blast myself?
G         D             Cadd9
I'm tired of bein' poor and, even worse, I'm black
Cadd9                       Am
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
       Em      D
Cops give a damn about a negro
             Cadd9     Am
Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero
            Em          D
"Give the crack to the kids, who the hell cares?
        Cadd9       G
One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"
Am        Em           D
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal to brothers
          Cadd9           G
Give 'em guns, step back, watch 'em kill each other
           D           Cadd9
"It's time to fight back," that's what Huey said
         D         Am
Two shots in the dark, now Huey's dead
          Em
I got love for my brother
         D          Cadd9
But we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other
G           D
We gotta start makin' changes
     Cadd9             D       Am
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
            Em
And that's how it's supposed to be
       D              Cadd9
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
Am        Em           D
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
       Cadd9             G
But things change... and that's the way it is

Chorus:
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is
G D C     C
   Things'll never be the same
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is,
G D   C   C
  ahhh yeah
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is
G D C     C
   Things'll never be the same
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is,
G D   C   C
  ahhh yeah

Verse 2:
     Am         Em
I see no changes, all I see is racist faces
D          Cadd9
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
G         D
We under, I wonder what it takes to make this
Cadd9          Am
One better place, let's erase the wasted
     Em               D
Take the evil out the people, they'll be actin' right
      Cadd9             Am
‘Cause both black and white are smokin' crack tonight
           Em        D
And the only time we chill is when we kill each other
     Cadd9            G
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
     Am        Em
And although it seems heaven-sent
      D          Cadd9
We ain't ready to see a black president
      G        D
It ain't a secret, don't conceal the fact
         Cadd9             D
The penitentiary's packed and it's filled with blacks
Am           Em
But some things will never change
     D            Cadd9
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
    D         Cadd9
Now tell me, what's a mother to do?
N.C.
Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
Am          Em
You gotta operate the easy way
             D          Cadd9
"I made a G today," but you made it in a sleazy way
Am         Em
Sellin' crack to the kids
           Cadd9              G
"I gotta get paid!" — well hey, but that's the way it is

Chorus:
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is
G D C     C
   Things'll never be the same
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is,
G D   C   C
  ahhh yeah
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is
G D C     C
   Things'll never be the same
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is,
G D   C   C
  ahhh yeah

Interlude:
We gotta make a change
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes
Let's change the way we eat
Let's change the way we live
And let's change the way we treat each other
You see the old way wasn't workin'
So it's on us to do what we gotta do to survive

Verse 3:
          Am           Em
And still I see no changes; can't a brother get a little peace?
   D            Cadd9
It's war on the streets and a war in the Middle East
G           D
Instead of war on poverty
      Cadd9
They got a war on drugs so the police can bother me
   Am                Em
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
       D              Cadd9
But now I'm back with the facts, givin' it back to you
Am             Em
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up
D           Cadd9
Crack you up and pimp-smack you up
Am         Em
You gotta learn to hold your own
   D                  Cadd9
They get jealous when they see you with your mobile phone
               G
But tell the cops they can't touch this
     D                 Cadd9
I don't trust this, when they try to rush I bust this
    D
That's the sound of my tool
  Am            Em
You say it ain't cool, my mama didn't raise no fool
        D            Cadd9
And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped
    D        Am
And I never get to lay back
            Em
‘Cause I always got to worry 'bout the payback
    D          Cadd9
Some punk that I roughed up way back
    G            D
Comin' back after all these years
    Cadd9                G
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat," that's the way it is

Chorus:
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is
G D C     C
   Things'll never be the same
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is,
G D   C   C
  ahhh yeah
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is
G D C     C
   Things'll never be the same
G D C     C
   That's just the way it is,
G D   C   C
  ahhh yeah