作词 : Ice T
 作曲 : 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
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-(tell us what to do?) **** you!
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-(tell us what to do?) **** you!
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-(tell us what to do?) **** you!
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-(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
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-Shit 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
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-I was a bitch with open eyes
The world's insane
While you drink champagne
And i'm livin' in black rain
Don't you hear the guns?
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-You stupid, dumb, bitch suckin'
Bum politicians
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-(tell us what to do?) **** you!
Ice T-Body Count-O.G. Original Gangster-(tell us what to do?) **** you!
The tension mounts!