Body Count lyrics

Artist  : Ice T 
Song : Body Count



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God damn what a brother gotta do
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!