Ice-T

Ice-T - Body Count lyrics

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To get a message through
 To the red  white and blue

 What? I gotta die? Before you realize
 I was a brother with open eyes

 The world's insane
 While you drink champagne
 And I'm 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?) Fuck you!
 (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
 (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
 (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!

 You'd know what to do
 If a bullet hit your kid
 On the way to school
 Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard
 Shit would hit the fan and hit hard!

 CHORUS
 I hear it every night, another gun fight
 The tension mounts
 On with the body count!

 God damn what a brother gotta do
 To get a message through
 To the red, white and you?

 What? I gotta die? Before you realize
 I was a nigga with open eyes

 The world's insane
 While you drink champagne
 And I'm livin' in black rain

 Don't you hear the guns?
 You stupid, dumb, dick suckin'
 Bum politicians

 (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
 (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!

 The tension mounts
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Author: Ice-T

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rhino Entertainment Company

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Released in: 1991

Language: English

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