This is the chord progression of Violent Crimes by Kanye West on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar and Keyboard.

[Intro]
G                    Gmaj7                 G              Gmaj7
Fallin\’, dreamin\’, talkin\’ in your sleep
Am7                                                                 D
I know you want to cry all night, all night
G                 Gmaj7            G
Plottin\’, schemin\’, finding
Gmaj7                                                 Am7
Reason to defend all of your violent nights
D
Promise me

[Chorus]
G                                                                 Gmaj7
Don\’t you grow up in a hurry, your mom\’ll be worried, aw
C                                                                 Fmaj7
It was all part of the story, even the scary nights
Em7                                 D#m7                                                 Dm7
Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw
Em7                                 D#m7                                 Dm7
Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night, night)
Em7                                 D#m7                 Dm7
They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin\’ off
C                                 A                                 B7
Reality is upon us, colors drippin\’ off
Colors drippin\’ off

[Verse]
G                                                 Gmaj7
Niggas is savage, niggas is monsters
G
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players
Gmaj7
\’Til niggas have daughters, now they precautious
Am7
Father forgive me, I\’m scared of the karma
D
\’Cause now I see women as somethin\’ to nurture

Not somethin\’ to conquer
G
I hope she like Nicki, I\’ll make her a monster
Gmaj7
Not havin\’ menages, I\’m just being silly
G                                                                 Gmaj7
I answered the door, like Will Smith and Martin, Niqqa do we have a problem?

Am7
Matter of fact Marlon, this ain\’t Meet the Fockers
D
I\’ll beat his ass, pray I beat the charges
No, daddy don\’t play, not when it come to they daughters
Don\’t do no yoga, don\’t do pilates

Just play piano and stick to karate
G                                                                                 Gmaj7
I pray your body\’s draped more like mine and not like your mommy\’s
C
Just bein\’ salty, but niggas is nuts
Fmaj7
And I am a nigga, I know what they want
Em7
I pray that you don\’t get it all at once

D#m7                                                                 Dm7
Curves under your dress, I know it\’s pervs all on the net
Em7                                                 D#m7
All in the comments, you wanna vomit
Dm7
That\’s your baby, you love her to death
Em7                                                 D#m7
Now she cuttin\’ class and hangin\’ with friends
Dm7
You break a glass and say it again
C
She can\’t comprehend the danger she\’s in
A
If you whoop her ass, she move in with him
B7
Then he whoop her ass, you go through it again
But how you the devil rebukin\’ the sin?
G
Let\’s pray we can put this behind us
Gmaj7
I swear that these times is the wildest

C
She got the scars, they serve as reminders
Fmaj7                 Em7                 D#m7                 Dm7
Blood still on her pajamas, but yesterday is dead, yeah
Em7                                 D#m7                                                 Dm7
Moment of silence, next she\’ll be off to college and then at the altar
Em7                                 D#m7                                 Dm7
\’Cause she know that niggas is savage, niggas is monsters
C                                                                 A
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, \’til niggas have daughters
B7
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, \’til niggas have daughters

[Chorus]
G                                                                 Gmaj7
Don\’t you grow up in a hurry, your mom\’ll be worried, aw
C                                                 Fmaj7
It was all part of the story, even the scary nights
Em7                                 D#m7                                                 Dm7
Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw
Em7                                 D#m7                                 Dm7
Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night, night)
Em7                                 D#m7                                 Dm7
They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin\’ off
C                                 A                 B7
Reality is upon us, colors drippin\’ off
Colors drippin\’ off

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