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...
!#@( AIN'T LIKE THAT! IT'S REAL !#@*ED UP!


!@%& 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... $#&@ you!

Tell us what to do... $#&@ you!
Tell us what to do... $#&@ you!
Tell us what to do... $#&@ 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.
%#@! would hit the fan, mutha$#&@a
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 mutha$#&@as
to South Central.


Ha ha.
Yeah

$#&@ 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 mutha$#&@as home.


Yeah.


Yeah, we in the house, Body Count fools, 1991 mutha$#&@as.

I hear it every night,

another gunfight,
the tension mounts,


on with the Body Count.

!@%& what a brotha gotta do

to get a message through
to the red, white and you?
What I gotta die before you realize

I was a ^!$$% with open eyes?
The world's insane
while you drink champagne

and I'm livin' in black rain,
don't you hear the guns
you stupid, dumb, dick suckin', bum politicians.

Tell us what to do... $#&@ you!

Tell us what to do... $#&@ you!
The tension mounts...