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  • 标题:Body Count

    艺人:Body Count

    专辑:Body Count

    作词:C., Ice T

    作曲:Ice-T/Ernie C

    制谱人:trafulha69/bodymfcount

    附注:
    intro only (incomplete)

    节拍: ♩ = 80

    歌曲: Body Count
    歌词:
    You know sometimes I sit at home, you know,
    and I watch T.V. and I wonder what it would be like
    to live someplace like, you know, the Cosby show,
    Ozzie and Harriet, you know, where
    cops come and got your cat outta the tree
    all your friends died of old age,
    But you see, I live in South Central Los Angeles and unfortunately...
    SHIT AIN'T LIKE THAT! IT'S REAL FUCKED UP!

    Goddamn what a brotha gotta do
    to get a message through
    to the red, white and blue?
    What I gotta die
    before you realize
    I was a brotha 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 know what you'd do
    if a kid got killed on the way to school
    or a cop shot your kid in the backyard.
    Shit would hit the fan, muthafucka
    and it would hit real hard.
    I hear it every night, another gunfight,
    the tension mounts,
    on with the Body Count.

    Yo, Beatmaster, take these muthafuckas
    to South Central.

    Ha ha.
    Yeah
    Fuck that.

    I hear it every night,
    another gunfight,
    the tension mounts,
    on with the Body Count.

    Last weekend thirty-seven kids killed in gang warfare,
    in my backyard.

    No!
    No!
    No!

    Yo, Ernie C., take these muthafuckas home.

    Yeah.

    Yeah, we in the house, Body Count fools, 1991 muthafuckas.

    I hear it every night,
    another gunfight,
    the tension mounts,

    on with the Body Count.

    Goddamn what a brotha 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...
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