Body Count - Born Dead (with Lyrics)





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Published on Nov 22, 2008

Body Count - Born Dead

1994 BC still in the house They did
Everything they could do to take us out
But like any good monster that just made us stronger
You see, they dont like us and they dont like you,
The BC fan,
Cause they know we stand for three things
Truth, justice and fuck the american way
That word justice got me fucked up though
Twenty cops in the street, two go to jail
Thousands of people died in wars
Overseas and its justice ?
You think they give a fuck about us ?
Youre a fool
Born yellow,
Born brown,
Born red,
Born black,
Born dead
Born dead
Born asian,
Born jewish,
Born latino,
Born poor,
Born dead
Born dead
But you dont hear me though
New York , Atlanta, Chicago, Oakland, Miami, Detroit
Every day I gotta get out my muthafuckin bed,
Put on my muthafuckin gun,
Down in my muthafuckin gun,
Down in my muthafuckin pants, cause
Muthafuckas out here is trippin
How the fuck you gonna get up every morning
Tryin to worry about if you gonna make it to the next evening
Do you understand ?
Sometimes we take for granted
The little things like food, like freedom
Born in somalia,
Born in south america,
Born in south africa,
Born in south central,
Born dead
Dead Born dead

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