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Psycho City Blocks (Instrumental) chords by The Psycho Realm

  • D

  • C#

    4
  • Em

Intro 1
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Verse 1
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We came to drop
these styles; It's no shock
D
We rock 'til the cops come an
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d knock non- stop
D
C#

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Verse 2
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We come from Psycho
Cities and Blocks
D
We're raised by gunshots low
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life in hip hop
Verse 3
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Despite the rules I choose to be,
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One of the chosen few
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Leavin' you confused, dazed
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And what got you all amazed
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How the fuck we could be so blazed?
It takes one block to fill
your life with terror
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Think of all your bullet holes
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Embedded in your area
D
Bullet, bullet and in the end,
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D
Who gets shot by motherfuckers
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making hip hop?
We came here to get you high,
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Represent underdogs world- wide
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On the hustle leading crooked lives
We don't die,
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we multiply; but we divide
C#
So how are we gonna survive?
You got your role,
I got mine; don't cross paths
D
C#
Cause an intersection's just another form of Clash,
we crash
D
C#
Due to violent environments,
Verse 4
D
C#
Crimes terrorize rhyme events
D
C#
I'm bringing the streets to the stage,
D
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Rockin' your front page
D
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L.A., street families are crumblin'
we legacies
There must be some type
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of way out of this pain
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D
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Said the joker chain smokin' weed train
D
Take aim stop random cappin',
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Shoot a hootah captain
Verse 5
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[Chorus]
We came to drop these styles,
it's no shock
D
We rock 'til the cops come
C#
and rock non- stop
Do you rock or do you get locked
In fights with glocks?
D
The Psycho Realm's
C#
spraying out your box
We come from psycho
D
cities and blocks
We're raised by gunshots
C#
and low life in hip- hop
Do you rock or do you get locked
D
In fights with glocks?
C#
We come from psycho cities and blocks
Verse 6
C#
D
Will spirits dancing in the flesh accept
when somebody changes the music
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And the tune is death
D
We don't dance around bonfires
C#
D
We get stoned, tripped or wired
C#
In memory of those expired
My people's exodus
results in prejudice
D
You ask us why, in poverty,
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We become terrorists
Now let me tell you this
We don't choose to tote gats
D
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And sellin' on the corner is to avoid tax
If you gun talk or hip- hop
D
There's too much division
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So find a new mission or it'll stop
We do our thing, talk slang,
live on fast lanes
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Some do it for money,
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and others for the fame
You're out playin games
D
dangerous with high aim
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How long will you maintain
Verse 7
before you get slain?
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Clearing the mind but
my soul is mad
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C#
Tendency to act real bad
Come across me don't c.o.m.e.
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Out at n.i.g.h.t.
D
Yeah, we the fuckin crazy youth
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From the streets freely
D
You see me PelonPsyclone delivering
A metal rainstorm
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[Chorus]
Outro 1
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