Body count
Ice-T Lyrics
Body count by Ice-T
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?) f**k you!
(Tell us what to do?) f**k you!
(Tell us what to do?) f**k you!
(Tell us what to do?) f**k 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
sh*t 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?) f**k you!
(Tell us what to do?) f**k you!
The tension mounts!
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