Born Dead (исполнитель: 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 don't like us and they don't like you, The BC fan, 'Cause they know we stand for three things [bad word] justice and [bad word] the american way That word justice got me [bad word] up though Twenty cops in the street, two go to jail Thousands of people died in wars Overseas and it's justice? You think they give a [bad word] about us? You're a fool Born yellow, Born brown, Born red, Born black, Born dead Dead Born dead Born asian, Born jewish, Born latino, Born poor, Born dead Dead Born dead But you don't hear me though Dead New York, Atlanta, Chicago, Oakland, Miami, Detroit Every day I gotta get out my [bad word] #39; bed, Put on my [bad word] #39; gun, Down in my [bad word] #39; gun, Down in my [bad word] #39; pants, 'cause [bad word] #39;s out here is trippin' How the [bad word] 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