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
'The Show', 'Ozzie and Harriet'

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

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

The insane while you drink champagne
And Im livin in black
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 your kid in the backyard
Shit would hit the fan,

And it hit real hard
I hear it every night, another
The mounts
On with the body

Yo, V
Take these muthafuckas to Central
Ha ha, yeah, that

I hear it every
Another
The mounts
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
1991

I hear it night
Another
The tension
On with the count

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

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

us what to do
you
Tell us to do
you
The tension