ICE T BODY COUNT LYRICS

God damn, what a brother gotta do To the red, white and blue To get a message through 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 Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard On the way to school Shit would hit the fan and hit hard! I hear it every night, another gun fight CHORUS The tension mounts God damn what a brother gotta do To the red, white and you? On with the Body Count! To get a message through What? I gotta die? Before you realize I was a nigga with open eyes The world's insane And I'm livin' in black rain While you drink champagne 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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