Modern crimes chords by Brotha Lynch Hung
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Verse 1
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Violent Crimes,
Folding Violent Minds,
Movin' In Silent Signs
Ready To Peel Your Cap Back,
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Still At Deathbed Attacked By
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Violent crimes for the violent minds
moving in silent zones
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Ready to peel your cap back
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still act that rat -ta -tac -tac
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Violent crimes for the violent minds
moving in silent zones
Ready to peel your cap back
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still act that rat -ta -tac -tac
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Violent crimes for the violent minds
moving in silent zones
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Ready to peel your cap back
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still act that rat -ta -tac -tac
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See when I was young
I almost swallowed my tongue
That's when my cousin
threw his finger down my mouth
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So I could live to know
where I'm from
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Regardless I write hard shit
that's what tickles my pants
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He ripping off those with my hands
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Creeping up in the cup making
you dance
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Licking out with the street sweeper
I reap keep them I deep sleep em
D .P'd em, I need freedom,
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some slugs beat em up
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Got so many intercut spots,
like I travel the universe
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So it ain't shit to load the clip
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and put you in a hearse
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Even if it ain't me doing the dirt
I'm dogmatic when it comes
to the automatic
And melodramatic that way
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they don't know that I'm at it
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Shooting sickness in your veins
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and brains from long distance
Got you buying horror stories
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for your kids for Christmas
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Then you walk in the room
and finally hear what they getting
Gotta run around ripping em
before you know what they resting
And pissing and gassing and shitting
In they motherfucking drawers,
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sapping they motherfucking drawers
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Bleed to death and I cut the
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thoughts from violent grinds
Back streets,
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I'm not the one to be caught
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Runnin' through red lights,
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leavin' the night filled up with gunshots
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I'm bustin' in cops,
if I think they endangerin' me
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Slip the clip on the 4th, 5th, on the back
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then flip the safety switch
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It's just that gangsta in me,
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they got me goin' all out
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And lettin' loose hotties
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until I see some bodies fall out
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On the concrete,
then I'm gettin' further
Wanna fall with another murder,
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startin' off on the rubber
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Leavin' the scene deserted,
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have your herds with killers
Well, I bet that you have,
but you probably never had one
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Doin' this killin' up on your own
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I'm takin' out your whole street,
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takin' out your whole set
Rollin' down your spot for somethin' hot,
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poppin' off shots till blood sheds
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I'm a vet when it comes
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to this type of shit,
don't you know?
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I'm spillin' blood for a living,
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and pullin' licks for paper to fold
I'm blitzin' smoke from the crunk,
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up out my nose then laugh
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Keep my foot on the gas and smash,
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continue to stab real fast
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Blast at any motherfucker
if they cross my path
Or even look at me wrong,
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I bring the heat to they ass
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Create a bloodbath in a second,
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inject they body with bullets
And have them coughin' up blood,
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just murderize to the fullest
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I'm wearin' a hood, I left them dumped on,
I hate to shoot and run
But the blunt's almost gone,
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plus I hear the po -po's comin'
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So break yourself for them hunters,
or end up like the last Nigga
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I'm all about my cash
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when I'm high behind the mask
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Violent crimes for them violent minds,
moving in solid time
Ready to peel your cat back,
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still at that rat -a -tat -tat
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Violent crimes for them violent minds,
moving in solid time
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Ready to peel your cat back,
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still at that rat -a -tat -tat
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Violent crimes for them violent minds,
moving in solid time
Ready to peel your cat back,
still at that rat -a -tat -tat
Violent crimes for them violent minds,
moving in solid time
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Ready to peel your cat back,
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still at that rat -a -tat -tat
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One by one I slip em in the clip
Then hit your spot with a blunt lip
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As I commence to let the cannon spit
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They manage to dip a wipe
and flee the scene before the pole show
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Leaving the cloud of smoke
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to mark the spot of the murder show
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Spark up the weed and hit the fold
And just keep bailing
Peep to see if anybody trailing
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Behind this known felling
Cause if they isn't I'm
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letting them have it
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Hanging up out the window
Busting signs
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Even through the traffic
just causing havoc
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I'm putting bullet holes up
in your shed
Tearing up the side of
your ride
with heated lead
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Tell everybody inside is dead
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Don't speak in your head
Feeling no remorse
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Or no such pity for what I did
If you can't stand the heat
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Get the fuck out the city in which I live
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Switch up your lifestyle
and find a new town
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Or find your wife and child
face down in the ground
Smothered in blood,
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gunned down, nigga
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Cause we some motherfuckin' killers
out here in the north
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Ain't givin' a fuck about shit,
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but that fuck the family you support
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I got a course for every member,
so fuck em all
Run through your crib,
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light shit up,
and smear blood on the wall
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That's it, that's all, once you fall,
ain't no second chance
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Just silent screams,
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indication for the last dance
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Death in advance,
wanna pull the strap from out my pants
Better run for cover and kick up dust
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or feel them hollows bust
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Real deep in your ass,
rippin' slowly through your insides
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Openin' up your eyes real wide,
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starin' up at the sky
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Violent crimes, foldin' violent minds,
movin' in silent time
Ready to peel your cat back,
F
still at that rat -a -tat -tat
Am
Violent crimes,
foldin' violent minds,
movin' in silent time
F
Ready to peel your cat back,
E
still at that rat -a -tat -tat
Am
Violent crimes,
foldin' violent minds,
movin' in silent time
Ready to peel your cat back,
F
still at that rat -a -tat -tat
Am
Violent crimes,
foldin' violent minds,
movin' in silent time
Ready to peel your cat back,
Modern crimes
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