[Featuring Ice-T]



You Know Sometimes I Sit At Home, You Know,



And I Watch T.V. And I Wonder What It Would Be Like



To Live Someplace Like, You Know, The Cosby Show,



Ozzie And Harriet, You Know, Where



Cops Come And Got Your Cat Outta The Tree



All Your Friends Died Of Old Age,



But You See, I Live In South Central Los Angeles And Unfortunately...



SHIT AIN'T LIKE THAT! IT'S REAL F**kED UP!



Goddamn What A Brotha Gotta Do



To Get A Message Through



To The Red, White And Blue?



What I Gotta Die



Before You Realize



I Was A Brotha 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... F**k You!



Tell Us What To Do... F**k You!



Tell Us What To Do... F**k You!



Tell Us What To Do... F**k You!



You Know What You'd Do



If A Kid Got Killed On The Way To School



Or A Cop Shot Your Kid In The Backyard.



Shit Would Hit The Fan, Muthaf**ka



And It Would Hit Real Hard.



I Hear It Every Night, Another Gunfight,



The Tension Mounts,



On With The Body Count.



Yo, Beatmaster "V", Take These Muthaf**kas



To South Central.



Ha Ha.



Yeah



F**k That.



I Hear It Every Night,



Another Gunfight,



The Tension Mounts,



On With The Body Count.



Last Weekend Thirty-seven Kids Killed In Gang Warfare,



In My Backyard.



No!



No!



No!



Yo, Ernie C., Take These Muthaf**kas Home.



Yeah.



Yeah, We In The House, Body Count Fools, 1991 Muthaf**kas.



I Hear It Every Night,



Another Gunfight,