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Body Count (2014 Remaster|Explicit) - ICE-T
Ice-T after your tremendous success on your past albums
Some have said you've sold out because of use of
Rock n' Roll in your music how do you reply to that
You see a lot of people don't realize that you know
Rock n' Roll is truly black music it was created by
Chuck Berry Little Richard an' black people like that
Who started it off back in the day you know and as far as
I'm concerned music is music I don't look at it is Rock
R n' B or that kind of stuff I just look at it as music you know
And anybody who said that I sold out they can basically suck my
Dick 'cause I really don't give a f**k about that sh*t you know
But I do what I like and I happen to like Rock n' Roll an' I feel
Sorry for anybody who only listens one form of music now right now
I got my own rock band it's got to jump off it's real black hardcore
Band called Bodycount and a on some of the records
I'm like layin' Some vocals on it and a I got a tape of it right here yo check it out
You know sometimes I sit at home you know
An' I watch T V and I wonder what it would be like
To live some place like you know
Piccass B Show Ozzy and Harriet
You know what cops coming got your
Cat out of the tree
All your friends died of old age but you see
I live in South Central Los Angeles
And unfortunately
Sh*t ain't like that
It's real f**ked up
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 know what to do
If a kid got killed on the way to school
Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard
Sh*t would hit the fan motherf**kin'
It would hit real hard
I hear it every night another gun fight
The tension mounts on with the body count
Yo Big Master Phee
Take these motherf**kers to South Central
Yea f**k that
I hear it every night another gun fight
The tension mounts on with the body count
Last weekend
Thirty-seven kids killed in a gang warfare
In my backyard
Yo Aunty Sei take these motherf**kers home
Yea
Yea we in a house body count
Four nineteen ninety one motherf**ker
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 ni**a 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
