Momma's Gotta Die Tonight Lyrics
| Song | Momma's Gotta Die Tonight |
| Artist | Body Count |
| Album | Body Count |
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| 作词 : C., Ice T | |
| No, no, no, momma | |
| All my life | |
| I loved this girl so much | |
| All my life | |
| I loved her simple touch | |
| She cared for me and put me on this earth | |
| Oh, the pain of just a simple birth | |
| But now I find that she has left me dumb and blind | |
| Poisoned, twisted, and destroyed my mind | |
| She taught me things that simply were not true | |
| She taught me hate for race, that's why | |
| I hate you | |
| There's only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma's gotta die tonight | |
| There's only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma's gotta die tonight | |
| Momma, momma, | |
| I always loved my momma | |
| I always loved my momma | |
| I loved the way she hold me | |
| I love the way she talked to me | |
| She used to teach me a lot of things | |
| She taught me good things, she taught me bad things"Don't trust white people, don't trust white peopleDon't trust white people, they're no good, they're no goodThey're no good, they're no goodThey're just gonna rip you off, they're just gonna rip you offDon't trust 'em, don't trust 'em" | |
| I said, "Why momma?" | |
| She said, "I told you don't trust 'em they're no good" | |
| I said, "Momma, I thought we were all the same mommaWhy momma?" | |
| She said, "Don't ask me any questionsDon't you challenge your mutha", momma | |
| So one day | |
| I found I fell in love and | |
| I brought my girlfriend home | |
| And I introduced her to my mutha and she smacked me | |
| She was a white girl and | |
| I said"Why momma? Why momma? What did I do wrong?" | |
| You know, | |
| I found out my mutha was a evil woman | |
| She hated | |
| Puerto Ricans, | |
| Mexicans, | |
| JamaicansIndians, | |
| Orientals, momma was no good | |
| I learned to hate my mutha, hate my mutha | |
| So I got some, some lighter fluid from the corner store | |
| And I put it around her bed, and | |
| I set her on fire | |
| Burn momma, burn momma, burn momma, burn bitch | |
| Burn, burn, burn, burn you racist bitch | |
| But she wasn't quite dead, she jumped up from the bed | |
| And I grabbed my | |
| Louisville | |
| SluggerThat she had bought me for my twelfth birthday | |
| And I came up behind her and | |
| I hit her, | |
| I hit herI hit her twice, now she was out, | |
| I went into the kitchen | |
| And I got that handy carving knife | |
| That we only use on special occasions like | |
| Bullshit Thanksgiving and | |
| I took her | |
| And I laid her ol' fucked up corpse on the floor | |
| And I cut her in little bitty pieces, cut off her arms, her feet | |
| Her neck, and | |
| I put her into little green hefty bags | |
| And I put it into my car and | |
| I said"Momma, we're goin' on a vacation, a permanent vacation bitch" | |
| I took some of her around the world | |
| To Arizona, | |
| New York, | |
| Chicago, Atlanta, | |
| Miami, Oakland | |
| Yo, you wanna go to | |
| Connecticut, bitch, | |
| Ohio, Detroit, | |
| Texas, L.A. | |
| Whose laughin' now momma, whose laughin' now bitch | |
| Whose laughin' now | |
| So if you got a mutha or a grandmutha or a father | |
| Who wants to carry on the same racist bullshit | |
| That's fucked this world up from day one | |
| You can either look 'em in the face and tell 'em | |
| To suck your dick or do like | |
| Body Count does | |
| All my life | |
| I loved this girl so much | |
| All my life | |
| I loved her simple touch | |
| She cared for me and put me on this earth | |
| Oh, the pain of just a simple birth | |
| But now I find that she has left me dumb and blind | |
| Poisoned, twisted, and destroyed my mind | |
| She taught me things that simply were not true | |
| She taught me hate for race, that's why | |
| I hate you | |
| There's only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma's gotta die tonight | |
| There's only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma's gotta die tonight |
| zuo ci : C., Ice T | |
| No, no, no, momma | |
| All my life | |
| I loved this girl so much | |
| All my life | |
| I loved her simple touch | |
| She cared for me and put me on this earth | |
| Oh, the pain of just a simple birth | |
| But now I find that she has left me dumb and blind | |
| Poisoned, twisted, and destroyed my mind | |
| She taught me things that simply were not true | |
| She taught me hate for race, that' s why | |
| I hate you | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight | |
| Momma, momma, | |
| I always loved my momma | |
| I always loved my momma | |
| I loved the way she hold me | |
| I love the way she talked to me | |
| She used to teach me a lot of things | |
| She taught me good things, she taught me bad things" Don' t trust white people, don' t trust white peopleDon' t trust white people, they' re no good, they' re no goodThey' re no good, they' re no goodThey' re just gonna rip you off, they' re just gonna rip you offDon' t trust ' em, don' t trust ' em" | |
| I said, " Why momma?" | |
| She said, " I told you don' t trust ' em they' re no good" | |
| I said, " Momma, I thought we were all the same mommaWhy momma?" | |
| She said, " Don' t ask me any questionsDon' t you challenge your mutha", momma | |
| So one day | |
| I found I fell in love and | |
| I brought my girlfriend home | |
| And I introduced her to my mutha and she smacked me | |
| She was a white girl and | |
| I said" Why momma? Why momma? What did I do wrong?" | |
| You know, | |
| I found out my mutha was a evil woman | |
| She hated | |
| Puerto Ricans, | |
| Mexicans, | |
| JamaicansIndians, | |
| Orientals, momma was no good | |
| I learned to hate my mutha, hate my mutha | |
| So I got some, some lighter fluid from the corner store | |
| And I put it around her bed, and | |
| I set her on fire | |
| Burn momma, burn momma, burn momma, burn bitch | |
| Burn, burn, burn, burn you racist bitch | |
| But she wasn' t quite dead, she jumped up from the bed | |
| And I grabbed my | |
| Louisville | |
| SluggerThat she had bought me for my twelfth birthday | |
| And I came up behind her and | |
| I hit her, | |
| I hit herI hit her twice, now she was out, | |
| I went into the kitchen | |
| And I got that handy carving knife | |
| That we only use on special occasions like | |
| Bullshit Thanksgiving and | |
| I took her | |
| And I laid her ol' fucked up corpse on the floor | |
| And I cut her in little bitty pieces, cut off her arms, her feet | |
| Her neck, and | |
| I put her into little green hefty bags | |
| And I put it into my car and | |
| I said" Momma, we' re goin' on a vacation, a permanent vacation bitch" | |
| I took some of her around the world | |
| To Arizona, | |
| New York, | |
| Chicago, Atlanta, | |
| Miami, Oakland | |
| Yo, you wanna go to | |
| Connecticut, bitch, | |
| Ohio, Detroit, | |
| Texas, L. A. | |
| Whose laughin' now momma, whose laughin' now bitch | |
| Whose laughin' now | |
| So if you got a mutha or a grandmutha or a father | |
| Who wants to carry on the same racist bullshit | |
| That' s fucked this world up from day one | |
| You can either look ' em in the face and tell ' em | |
| To suck your dick or do like | |
| Body Count does | |
| All my life | |
| I loved this girl so much | |
| All my life | |
| I loved her simple touch | |
| She cared for me and put me on this earth | |
| Oh, the pain of just a simple birth | |
| But now I find that she has left me dumb and blind | |
| Poisoned, twisted, and destroyed my mind | |
| She taught me things that simply were not true | |
| She taught me hate for race, that' s why | |
| I hate you | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight |
| zuò cí : C., Ice T | |
| No, no, no, momma | |
| All my life | |
| I loved this girl so much | |
| All my life | |
| I loved her simple touch | |
| She cared for me and put me on this earth | |
| Oh, the pain of just a simple birth | |
| But now I find that she has left me dumb and blind | |
| Poisoned, twisted, and destroyed my mind | |
| She taught me things that simply were not true | |
| She taught me hate for race, that' s why | |
| I hate you | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight | |
| Momma, momma, | |
| I always loved my momma | |
| I always loved my momma | |
| I loved the way she hold me | |
| I love the way she talked to me | |
| She used to teach me a lot of things | |
| She taught me good things, she taught me bad things" Don' t trust white people, don' t trust white peopleDon' t trust white people, they' re no good, they' re no goodThey' re no good, they' re no goodThey' re just gonna rip you off, they' re just gonna rip you offDon' t trust ' em, don' t trust ' em" | |
| I said, " Why momma?" | |
| She said, " I told you don' t trust ' em they' re no good" | |
| I said, " Momma, I thought we were all the same mommaWhy momma?" | |
| She said, " Don' t ask me any questionsDon' t you challenge your mutha", momma | |
| So one day | |
| I found I fell in love and | |
| I brought my girlfriend home | |
| And I introduced her to my mutha and she smacked me | |
| She was a white girl and | |
| I said" Why momma? Why momma? What did I do wrong?" | |
| You know, | |
| I found out my mutha was a evil woman | |
| She hated | |
| Puerto Ricans, | |
| Mexicans, | |
| JamaicansIndians, | |
| Orientals, momma was no good | |
| I learned to hate my mutha, hate my mutha | |
| So I got some, some lighter fluid from the corner store | |
| And I put it around her bed, and | |
| I set her on fire | |
| Burn momma, burn momma, burn momma, burn bitch | |
| Burn, burn, burn, burn you racist bitch | |
| But she wasn' t quite dead, she jumped up from the bed | |
| And I grabbed my | |
| Louisville | |
| SluggerThat she had bought me for my twelfth birthday | |
| And I came up behind her and | |
| I hit her, | |
| I hit herI hit her twice, now she was out, | |
| I went into the kitchen | |
| And I got that handy carving knife | |
| That we only use on special occasions like | |
| Bullshit Thanksgiving and | |
| I took her | |
| And I laid her ol' fucked up corpse on the floor | |
| And I cut her in little bitty pieces, cut off her arms, her feet | |
| Her neck, and | |
| I put her into little green hefty bags | |
| And I put it into my car and | |
| I said" Momma, we' re goin' on a vacation, a permanent vacation bitch" | |
| I took some of her around the world | |
| To Arizona, | |
| New York, | |
| Chicago, Atlanta, | |
| Miami, Oakland | |
| Yo, you wanna go to | |
| Connecticut, bitch, | |
| Ohio, Detroit, | |
| Texas, L. A. | |
| Whose laughin' now momma, whose laughin' now bitch | |
| Whose laughin' now | |
| So if you got a mutha or a grandmutha or a father | |
| Who wants to carry on the same racist bullshit | |
| That' s fucked this world up from day one | |
| You can either look ' em in the face and tell ' em | |
| To suck your dick or do like | |
| Body Count does | |
| All my life | |
| I loved this girl so much | |
| All my life | |
| I loved her simple touch | |
| She cared for me and put me on this earth | |
| Oh, the pain of just a simple birth | |
| But now I find that she has left me dumb and blind | |
| Poisoned, twisted, and destroyed my mind | |
| She taught me things that simply were not true | |
| She taught me hate for race, that' s why | |
| I hate you | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight | |
| There' s only one way | |
| I can make it right | |
| Momma' s gotta die tonight |
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