- Body Count Body Count 歌词
- Body Count
- Artist：body count
Songs Title：body count
You know sometimes I sit at home, you know
And I watch t.v. and I wonder what it would be like
To live someplace like, you know, the cosby show
Ozzie and harriet, you know, where
Cops come and got your cat outta the tree
All your friends died of old age,
But you see, I live in south central los angeles and unfortunately...
**** aint like that! its real ****** up!
Goddamn what a brotha gotta do
To get a message through
To the red, white and blue?
What I gotta die
Before you realize
I was a brotha with open eyes?
The worlds insane
While you drink champagne
And Im livin in black rain.
You try to ban the a.k.
I got ten of em stashed
With a case of hand grenades.
Tell us what to do... **** you!
Tell us what to do... **** you!
Tell us what to do... **** you!
Tell us what to do... **** you!
You know what youd do
If a kid got killed on the way to school
Or a cop shot your kid in the backyard.
**** would hit the fan, **********
And it would hit real hard.
I hear it every night, another gunfight
The tension mounts
On with the body count.
Yo, beatmaster v, take these ***********
To south central.
Ha ha.
Yeah
**** that.
I hear it every night
Another gunfight
The tension mounts
On with the body count.
Last weekend thirty-seven kids killed in gang warfare
In my backyard.
No!
No!
No!
Yo, ernie c., take these *********** home.
Yeah.
Yeah, we in the house, body count fools, 1991 ***********.
I hear it every night
Another gunfight
The tension mounts
On with the body count.
Goddamn what a brotha gotta do
To get a message through
To the red, white and you?
What I gotta die before you realize
I was a ***** with open eyes?
The worlds insane
While you drink champagne
And Im livin in black rain
Dont you hear the guns
You stupid, dumb, **** suckin, bum politicians.
Tell us what to do... **** you!
Tell us what to do... **** you!
The tension mounts...
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