Body Count - Lyrics - 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?) *** you! (Tell us what to do?) *** you! (Tell us what to do?) *** you! (Tell us what to do?) *** 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 *** 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 *** 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, *** suckin' Bum politicians (Tell us what to do?) *** you! (Tell us what to do?) *** you! The tension mounts!