Luyện nghe bài hát Body Count

You sometimes I sit at home, you know
And I watch TV and I wonder what it be like
To live someplace like, you
Cosby Show', 'Ozzie and Harriet'

You know, where cops come and got your cat the tree
All friends died of old age
But you see, I live in South Los Angeles and unfortunately
Shit, aint like that, its fucked up

Goddamn what a brotha do
To get a message through to the red, and blue?
I gotta die before you realize
I was a with open eyes?

The worlds insane you drink champagne
And Im in black rain
You try to ban the A.K., I got ten of em
With a case of hand

us what to do
you
Tell us to do
you
Tell us to do
you
Tell us to do
you

You what youd do
If a kid got killed on the way to
Or a cop shot your kid in the
Shit hit the fan, muthafucka

And it hit real hard
I hear it every night, another
The tension
On with the count

Yo, V
Take these muthafuckas to South
Ha ha, yeah, fuck

I hear it night
gunfight
The tension
On with the count

Last weekend thirty-seven killed
In gang in my backyard.
No, no, no

Yo, C.
Take these home, yeah
Yeah, we in the house, count fools
muthafuckas

I hear it every
Another
The mounts
On the body count

Goddamn what a gotta do
To get a message to the red, white and you?
What I gotta die you realize
I was a with open eyes?

The worlds insane while you champagne
And Im livin in black
you hear the guns
You stupid, dumb, suckin, bum politicians

Tell us to do
you
Tell us to do
you
The mounts