Body Count - Bloodlust

Since the beginning of time, humans have killed each other because they disagree

The human is the only animal that actually kills for sport

The ability to kill is as innate as our ability to love

When someone hurts me I want revenge, I want them in pain, I want them dead

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I'm a carnivore, I can eat meat raw

I destroy almost everything I touch

I got a quick fuse, trip and I murder you

And forget you, more bullets the better

I can't explain it though, it makes me feel good

Zombie apocalypse, I live for the gore

Give me suicide, serial massacre

Execution yo, I always want more

I love the punishment, I love to dish it out

I want blood, motherfuck a submission

It's deep inside of me, violent tendencies

Like a scalpel when it makes its incision

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I've got a love (It's a lust for blood)

I've got a love (It's a lust for blood)

I've got a love (It's a lust for blood)

Sometimes I wonder am I somehow aroused by this shit

Then I wonder why certain people are pleased by others' pain

I've always had this, this ain't nothing new

This fucking sickness, probably the same as you

I love brutality, it makes my pulse rot

I mean fatality, bodies in dark skies

It's in my DNA, I don't care what you think

It's running through my veins, animal instinct

Make me mad, I want you to die

Different politics, millions of homicides

I get my rocks off letting these Glocks off

Cross me wrong, get your ass crossed up

I'm the human species, the most violent on Earth

I killed my own planet, I'm so sick that it hurts

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I've got a sickness, bloodlust

Body Count - No Lives Matter

It's unfortunate that we even have to say 'Black Lives Matter', I mean, if you go through history nobody ever gave a fuck. I mean, you can kill black people in the street, nobody goes to jail, nobody goes to prison. But when I say 'Black Lives Matter' and you say 'All Lives Matter', that's like if I was to say 'Gay Lives Matter' and you say 'All Lives Matter'. If I said, 'Women's Lives Matter' and you say 'All Lives Matter', you're diluting what I'm saying. You're diluting the issue. The issue isn't about everybody. It's about black lives, at the moment

But the truth of the matter is... they don't really give a fuck about anybody, if you break this shit all the way down to the low fucking dirty-ass truth

We say that 'Black Lives Matter'
Well truthfully they really never have
No one ever really gave a fuck
Just read your bullshit history books
But honestly it ain't just black
It's yellow, it's brown, it's red
It's anyone who ain't got cash
Poor whites that they call trash

They can't fuck with us
Once they realise we're all on the same side
They can't split us up
And let them prosper off the divide
They can't fuck with us
Once they realise we're all on the same side
They can't split us up
And let them prosper off the divide

Don't fall for the bait and switch
Racism is real, but not it
They fuck whoever can't fight back
But now we gotta change all that
The people have had enough
Right now, it's them against us
This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

America's always been
A place that judge my skin
And racism is real as fuck
Ain't no way to play that off
And in the eyes of the law
Black skin has always stood for poor
This is basic shit
They know who they fucking with

They can't fuck with us
Once they realise we're all on the same side
They can't split us up
And let them prosper off the divide
They can't fuck with us
Once they realise we're all on the same side
They can't split us up
And let them prosper off the divide

Don't fall for the bait and switch
Racism is real, but not it
They fuck whoever can't fight back
But now we gotta change all that
The people have had enough
Right now, it's them against us
This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

You never see them pulling rich people out of their cars in their neighbourhoods, because they know they got lawyers. They know they'll sue their ass. They can tell who to fuck with. Unfortunately, black or brown skin has always meant poor. They're profiling you kid. They know you can't fight back. But we about to

[News Reports:]
Investigators say they are reviewing body camera and dashcam video of Tuesday's shooting. Police say that Keith Lamont Scott did have a gun in his hand when an officer shot him. But a new picture of the scene shows something at Scott's feet. A source tells our Charlotte affiliate it may be a gun, but people in the neighbourhood say the father of four was holding a book instead

Officer Vinson was in plain clothes when the shooting happened. He was not wearing a body worn camera. But we are told that three other officers wore theirs. The department is under increasing pressure to release police videos from the shooting. But the police chief says he will not do that right now because of the investigation

(Listen to me. This shit is deeper than racism)

Don't fall for the bait and switch
Racism is real, but not it
They fuck whoever can't fight back
But now we gotta change all that
The people have had enough
Right now, it's them against us
This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

Body Count - Black Hoodie

All these people out here tripping off police brutality like this shit is something new
Give me a fucking break
I've been talking about this shit for over 20 years
And now you can kill a motherfucker just because of how he's dressed
Are you fucking serious?

Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back
Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back

This is how it happened
Out late night just chilling with my clique
No one had a gun, everyone's legit
One of my boys is drunk, I'm talking toe'd up
He can barely talk off that Cognac
Then the cops roll up, I don't know why he ran
Maybe traffic warrants, I still don't understand
That motherfucker's crazy, the homies laughed
He might've got a block and then we heard shots
The fucking cop shot him, yo a nigga's dead
They hit him twice in the back, once in the head and leg
We all went crazy on that pig shit
They aimed at us, they meant business
They didn't have to shoot him, he didn't have a gun
What they're gonna say is "Why the fuck he run?"
We can't be seeing this, I'm like "What the fuck?"
My man's laying dead, they still cuffing him up

You motherfuckers, call the fucking paramedics man
My man's not breathing, man
What the fuck's the matter with you, man?
Aw shit

Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back
Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back

Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
[*shot*] [*shot*] That's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
[*shot*] [*shot*] That's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
[*shot*] [*shot*] That's the sound on the streets

[*shot*]

Now it's our day in court, we gotta have hope
Maybe some justice, someone got it on video
They say do something, he used to gang bang
They made my homie look like fucking shit on everything
Had on a black hoodie, that's all it took
The DA portrayed him as a dirty fucking street crook
They let the cops off, nobody fucking marched
Nobody had a clue, this never made the news

Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
[*shot*] [*shot*] That's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
[*shot*] [*shot*] That's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
[*shot*] [*shot*] That's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
[*shot*] [*shot*] That's the sound on the streets

Got on my black hoodie
Got on my black hoodie
Got on my black hoodie

Body Count - This Is Why We Ride

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