Sounds Of Crime chords by Mr. Criminal
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Back in 1996,
Verse 1
I was knuckle -headed, packin' a switch
Robbin' houses, jumpin' walls,
try not to scuff on my kicks
Black gloves on my hands,
leave no trace of the titter
Blue rag on my face, blue still for the hit
A product of this gassy shit,
California streets
Possess me, been labeled a criminal
since the first time they arrest me
Tried to frame me down under pressure,
but never did they stress me
Knowing the code of the streets,
and these streets'll be the
death me baptized
Body scythes, I'm a gangster by blood
A product of the vortigo
that was corrupted by drugs
From the land of crooked cops,
raw mood, they bust up
Sentenced to them institutions
Dm
all surrounded by thugs
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Introduced to the judicial system
at the age of nine
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By the ten to age of twelve,
I was serving some time
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These fools kill, pass away,
others drop docs
Bb
But I'm still in these streets
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bringing sounds of crime
The streets are filled with
the sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind,
everywhere I go
Dm
I'm packing my knife
Am
All I can hear is the shots
and screams in the silence
Dm
I wonder if tonight I'll be living or dying
Am
The streets are filled with the
sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind,
everywhere I go
I'm packing my knife
All I can hear is my life go by
In and out of doing time,
Bb
going deaf from the sounds of crime
Am
At the same time, profit loss drops,
we're at it again
I was sendin' my homie,
Bb
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we like shootin' Feds to the pen
Runnin' a muck on these guys,
beggin', makin' no friends
All that food, Mr. Criminal,
yeah, they heard about him
Around the same time,
little Rob drive crazy lights
I was in the water pullin' food,
Scott's earnin' my stripes
Used to fuck, light a shade
on a Sunday at the park
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But Sunday was the same day,
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I used to catch roofs at the door
Know not to be so little,
always make it take spark
I was blessed with a vision,
see it through with no heart
Just like Mr. Capone, I'm a modern day
Cash ain't got no love for these prices
Dm
As I bang with the Legos
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Level of failure more or less,
a failure to society
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CHP pulls me over, a failure to sobriety
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Issue criminal many warrants,
cause a failure to appear
Bb
You can call me what you want,
but not a failure this year
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The streets are filled with
the sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind, everywhere I go
Dm
I'm packing my knife
Am
All I can hear is the shots
that scream in the silence
Dm
I wonder if tonight I'll be living or dying
Am
The are filled with the sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind, everywhere I go
I'm packing my knife
All I can hear is my life go by
In and out of do or die,
Bb
going deaf from the sounds of crime
Am
It's dedicated to the homies
doing time behind bars
Dm
Tatted tears, war wounds,
soldier stories and scars
Am
Go refuse with no remorse
and no regress for the law
Dm
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Criminal bag with the best from homie,
I've seen it all
Homicides, brains drop,
mothers cry till pain stops
Light a candle on the spot
of the son that they lost
This is real life shit
in the streets of California
Bb
Reality with a twist when
it hits you in the car
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I only speak of the things I've seen
and only what I know
All my life's been corrupted
Dm
streets created of criminals
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Lord help me,
send your blessings down on the G
Even if I went blind,
I can't erase what I see
Just tryna stay alive,
cause I witnessed so many
tragedies
Frustrated and casualties,
doomed with this reality
Only 22 years old,
so I'm staying ahead of my time
Bb
So much in a short life
with these sounds of crime
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The streets are filled with
the sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind,
everywhere I go
Dm
I'm packing my knife
Am
All I can hear is the shots
that scream in the silence
I wonder if tonight I'll be living or dying
The streets are filled with the
sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind
Everyone's going back in my mind
All I can hear is my life go by
In and out of due time
Bb
Going deaf from the sounds of crime
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Sounds of crime
Dm
You going deaf from the sounds of crime
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Bb
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You going blind from
the sounds of crime
You try to run from the sounds of crime
Bb
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You give up death from
the sounds of crime
Your mother cried for the sounds of crime
Your people run from
the sounds of crime
You're gonna die from
Bb
the sounds of crime
Am
The streets are filled with
the sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind,
everywhere I go
I'm packing my knife
All I can hear is the shots
that scream in the silence
I wonder if tonight I'll be living to die
Dm
Am
The are filled with the sounds of crime
Got me losing my mind,
everywhere I go
I'm packing my knife
All I can hear is my life go by
In and out of due time,
Bb
Am
going deaf from the sounds of crime you
Sounds Of Crime
Mr. Criminal
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