Violent Crimes - Kanye West

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[Intro]
        
Fallin', dream

             
in', talkin' i

       
n your sleep
              
I know you wan

           
t to cry all n

      
ight, all nigh

t
         
Plottin', sche

     
min', finding
         
Reason to defe

              
nd all of your

 
 violent night

s
       
Promise me


[Chorus]
             
Don't you grow

              
 up in a hurry


, your mom'll 

be worried, aw
             
It was all par

              
t of the story


, even the sca

ry nights
           
Thank you for 

           
all of the glo

  
ry, you will b

e remembered, 

aw
           
Thank you to a

            
ll of the hero

        
es of the nigh

t (night, nigh

t)
           
They gotta rep

           
aint the color

 
s, the lie is 

wearin' off
             
Reality is upo

             
n us, colors d

             
rippin' off

Colors drippin' off


[Verse]
             
Niggas is sava

              
ge, niggas is 

        
monsters
              
Niggas is pimp

             
s, niggas is p

layers
              
'Til niggas ha

          
ve daughters, 


now they preca

utious
       
Father forgive

 me, I'm scare

d of the karma
              
'Cause now I s

              
ee women as so

           
methin' to nur

ture

Not somethin' to conquer
              
I hope she lik

              
e Nicki, I'll 

           
make her a mon

ster
              
Not havin' men

    
ages, I'm just

 being silly
              
I answered the

             
 door, like Wi

              
ll Smith and M

     
artin

Nigga do we have a problem?
              
Matter of fact

 
 Marlon, this 

ain't Meet the

 Fockers
              
I'll beat his 

              
ass, pray I be

       
at 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
             
I pray your bo

              
dy's draped mo

              
re like mine a

              
nd not like yo

   
ur mommy's
              
Just bein' sal

              
ty, but niggas

    
 is nuts
              
And I am a nig

              
ga, I know wha

       
t they want
              
I pray that yo

              
u don't get it

             
 all at once
          
Curves under y

          
our dress, I k

now it's pervs

 all on the ne

t
           
All in the com

       
ments, you wan

na vomit

That's your ba

by, you love h

er to death
           
Now she cuttin

            
' class and ha


ngin' with fri

ends
        
You break a gl

ass and say it

 again
    
She can't comp

rehend the dan

ger she's in
   
If you whoop h

er ass, she mo

ve in with him
     
Then he whoop 

her ass, you g

o through it a

gain
N.C.
But how you the devil rebukin' the sin?
      
Let's pray we 

can put this b

ehind us
  
I swear that t

hese times is 

the wildest
            
She got the sc

ars, they serv

e as reminders
         
Blood still on

              
 her pajamas, 

           
but yesterday 

          
is dead, yeah
              
Moment of sile

           
nce, next she'

             
ll be off to c

#           
ollege and the

         
n at the altar
              
'Cause she kno

              
w that niggas 

       
is savage, nig

              
gas is monster


s
              
Niggas is pimp

             
s, niggas is p

              
layers, 'til n

              
iggas have dau

      
ghters
     
Niggas is pimp

s, niggas is p

layers, 'til n

iggas have dau

ghters


[Chorus]
             
Don't you grow

              
 up in a hurry


, your mom'll 

be worried, aw
             
It was all par

              
t of the story


, even the sca

ry nights
           
Thank you for 

           
all of the glo

  
ry, you will b

e remembered, 

aw
           
Thank you to a

            
ll of the hero

        
es of the nigh

t (night, nigh

t)
           
They gotta rep

           
aint the color

 
s, the lie is 

wearin' off
             
Reality is upo

             
n us, colors d

             
rippin' off

Colors drippin' off