Chords for Ice T Body Count -Bodycount + lyrics

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_ _ _ [Bm] You know, sometimes I sit at home, you [Am] know, and I watch TV.
[Bm] _ _ And I wonder what it would [Am] be like to live someplace like, you know, _ [Bm] the Cosby Show,
Ozzie and Harriet.
[C] _ _ _ [Am] _ [Bm]
You know where cops come and [Gm] got your [B] cat out of the [Am] tree, [C] all your friends die to [G] old age.
[Bm] _ But you [Am] see, I live in South Central Los [Bm] Angeles, and _ [Am] _ _
unfortunately_
_ _ _ Shit ain't like that!
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_ _ _ _ _ It's real fucked up! _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Mess it through, bit of red, white, and blue!
What, I gotta die before you realize I was a brother with open eyes?
The world's insane why you drink champagne and I'm living in black rain.
[F#] Try to ban the AK, I got ten of them stashed with a case of heroin in.
God, [D] what to do?
Fuck you!
God, what to do?
Fuck [G] you!
[D] God, what to do?
[G] Fuck you!
God, [D] what to do?
[E] Fuck you!
You know what to do if a kid got killed on the way to school or a cop shot your kid in the backyard?
_ Shit would hit [G] the fan, motherfucking, it would hit real hard.
[F] _ [Dm] I [C] hear it every [F] night.
[D] _ Another [G] gunfight.
[F] [D] The tension [G] mounts.
[F] _ [E] On with the body count! _
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Yo, Beatmaster V, take these motherfuckers to South Central!
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ [E] Ha ha!
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[E] Shit! _ _ _ _ _ _
Fuck that!
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_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ I hear [G] it every [F] night.
[D] _ Another [G] gunfight.
[F] _ [D] The tension [G] mounts.
[F] _ [E] On with the body count!
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_ [D] _ _ [E] _ [G] _ [F#] _ [G] _ [A]
[E] Last [G] weekend, 37 [D] kids killed in gang [E] warfare [G]
[F#] in my [A] backyard.
_ [G] No! _ _ _
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_ Yo, NEC, take these motherfuckers home!
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1991, [E] motherfucker!
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[G] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ [G] _ [Dm] The tension [G] mounts.
[F] _ [E] On with the body count! _ _
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Dude, it get a message through, fighting you!
What, I gotta die before you realize I was a nigga with open eyes?
The world's insane, why you drink champagne when I'm living in black rain?
Don't you hear the guns, [G] you stupid, dumb dick sucking, bum pilot, bitch. _
[D] _ _ [G] Fuck you!
[F] _ [Dm] _ [G] Fuck