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Body Count
Yeah Body, body, body, body... Did Grand Theft Auto really teach you how to shoot down helicopters, dude? Yeah, yeah... you just... X, A... right trigger I
got a
hunger I
got a
fever And it just won't quit I
got a
temper I
got a
bullet With your name on it Everybody wonders what it's like on top I
don't gotta wonder 'cause I
call the
shots I
got a
hunger I
got a
fever I
got a
fresh hitlist My blood runs cold And my feet run faster I
still got heart I
hear a
heart don't matter Say what you want And it'll be your last words It ain't a
secret I
got a
hit list And baby you're up next Stack 'em up Stack 'em up Teach 'em not to fuck with me Bag 'em up Bag 'em up Let 'em know who runs these streets Take 'em down Take 'em down Count 'em up like one, two, three Add a-na-na-na-na-na-na-nother one (yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah) (Woop, woop, yeah) To the
body count (yeah, yeah) You think you can stop me, eh Oh man, that so funny, eh I
pull out the
Uzi, blow your brains out, then I'm running, yeah This is not a
game, eh This is not for fame, yeah Maybe I'm deranged, but fuck it, I
can't complain, yeah Psycho in my vein (aye) Shooting with no aim (aye) Cleaning out my chopper (aye) bring it out, and let it bang I
might be insane (aye) My past is to blame (aye) I
been hurt many times, now you gotta feel my pain I
see bodies on bodies Bodies on bodies Bodies on bodies, mmh-hm Go in through the
lobby Leave in a
Audi Hands all bloody, mmh-hm Riding with the
top off Roof look like it's chopped off Grand Theft Auto taught me how to shoot down helicopters Bullet with your name on it Spray it, let it rain on 'em Told you not to fuck with me That [?] is all the
same to me I
got so much rage in me Told you not to fuck with me (yeah) I
got a
sickness (got a
sickness) You wouldn't want this (nah) It's coming down real bad (real bad, real bad) You brought a
dull knife (yeah) Into a
gunfight (woo) You better watch your back (watch your back, boy) Don't you ever wonder what it's like on top? (yeah) I
don't gotta wonder 'cause I'm never not I
got a
sickness (got a
sickness) I
got a
hitlist (got a
hitlist) And, baby, you're up next (yeah, yeah, yeah) My blood runs cold (runs cold) And my feet run faster (running, baby, runnin') I
still (uh) got heart (yeah) I
hear a
don't matter (it don't matter, no) Say what you want (what you want, yeah) And it'll be your last words (yeah) It ain't a
secret (yeah) I
got a
hitlist (prap) And baby you're up next (whoa, whoa, yeah) Stack 'em up (stack 'em up) Stack 'em up (stack 'em up, yeah) Teach 'em not to fuck with me (fuck) Bag 'em up (bag 'em up) Bag 'em up (bag 'em up, yeah) Let 'em know who runs these streets (yeah) Take 'em down Take 'em down (take 'em down, down) Count 'em up like one, two, three (yeah) Add a-na-na-na-na-na-na-nother one (another one) To the
body count
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