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Violent Crimes
Kanye West
B        B7M       B               B7M  
Fallin', dreamin', talkin' in your sleep
                   Fm7            B
I know you want to cry all night, all night
B         B7M       B
Plottin', schemin', finding
B7M                          Fm7
Reason to defend all of your violent nights
       B
Promise me


[Chorus]
B                           B7M  
Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw
F                           C7M  
It was all part of the story, even the scary nights
Fm7                      B#m7  Bm7
Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw
Fm7                       B#m7        Bm7
Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night, night)
Fm7                      B#m7 Bm7
They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin' off
F                 F                      G7
Reality is upon us, colors drippin' off

Colors drippin' off


[Verse]
B                                   B7M  
Niggas is savage, niggas is monsters
                           B
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players
                        B7M  
'Til niggas have daughters, now they precautious
       Fm7
Father forgive me, I'm scared of the karma
                                       B
'Cause now I see women as somethin' to nurture

Not somethin' to conquer
                                       B
I hope she like Nicki, I'll make her a monster
                  B7M  
Not havin' menages, I'm just being silly
               B                               B7M  
I answered the door, like Will Smith and Martin

Nigga Do we have a problem?
               Fm7
Matter of fact Marlon, this ain't Meet the Fockers
                                   B
I'll beat his ass, pray I beat the charges
N.C.
No, daddy don't play, not when it come to they daughters
                  N.C.
Don't Do no yoga, don't Do pilates

Just play piano and stick to karate
            B                                              B7M  
I pray your body's draped more like mine and not like your mommy's
                                F
Just bein' salty, but niggas is nuts
                                   C7M  
And I Am a nigga, I know what they want
                                         Fm7
I pray that you don't get it all at once
       B#m7             Bm7
Curves under your dress, I know it's pervs all on the net
Fm7                  B#m7
All in the comments, you wanna vomit
Bm7
That's your baby, you love her to death
    Fm7                   B#m7
Now she cuttin' class and hangin' with friends
        Bm7
You break a glass and say it again
    F
She can't comprehend the danger she's in
   F
If you whoop her ass, she move in with him
     G7
Then he whoop her ass, you Go through it again
N.C.
But how you the devil rebukin' the sin?
      B
Let's pray we can put this behind us
  B7M  
I swear that these times is the wildest
            F
She got the scars, they serve as reminders
C7M                             Fm7          B#m7       Bm7
Blood still on her pajamas, but yesterday is dead, yeah
                   Fm7                   B#m7                    Bm7
Moment of silence, next she'll be off to college and then at the altar
                               Fm7  B#m7                Bm7
'Cause she know that niggas is savage, niggas is monsters
                           F                                  F
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, 'til niggas have daughters
G7     
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, 'til niggas have daughters


[Chorus]
B                           B7M  
Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw
F                           C7M  
It was all part of the story, even the scary nights
Fm7                      B#m7  Bm7
Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw
Fm7                       B#m7        Bm7
Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night, night)
Fm7                      B#m7 Bm7
They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin' off
F                 F                      G7
Reality is upon us, colors drippin' off

Colors drippin' off
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