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The real problem Lyrics


by Bodycount
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[Featuring Ice-T]
Yo Moose, stop the car right here.
Alright, give it here, give it here.
No man let me do it, cool ice.
Stay in the car man, stay in the car. Stay in the car.
Uh, hi officers, um, we had a flat tire back there.
Do you think you guys could help us out?
"Naw, that's not my job. My job's not to help your fuckin' ass out."
I mean, um, you know I don't have any other way to get home.
"That's not my job, asshole."
Well uh, could you tell me what your job is?
"Right now my job is eatin' these doughnuts, or maybe...
hey, wait a minute. Aren't you--"
Yup.



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  1. Smoked pork
  2. Body count’s in the house
  3. Now sports
  4. Body count
  5. A statistic
  6. Bowels of the devil
  7. The real problem
  8. Kkk bitch
  9. C Note
  10. Voodoo
  11. The Winner Loses
  12. The winners loses
  13. Here Goes The Neighborhood
  14. There goes the neighborhood
  15. Oprah
  16. Evil dick
  17. Body count anthem
  18. Momma’s gotta die tonight
  19. Out in the parking lot
  20. Cop killer



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