Body Count : The Winner Loses

Fusion / USA
(1992 - Sire Records)
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1. THE WINNER LOSES (EDIT)

My friend's addicted to cocaine
Smokes day and night
Drives mom and pop insane.
Living his life in the dark light
Every dollar he gets goes into the pipe

He wants to borrow some money from me
Do you think I'm blind
Don't know the score
Can't see ?

You wanna get high as the sky
(You're kissin' your life goodbye)
You're kissin' your life goodbye
(You think it's a game)
You think it's a game that you play
(But the winners lose)
But the winners lose it all someday

Ya don't know who you are
Are you losin' your mind ?
Things get a little tight he committed a crime
Give me your money or give me your life !
You better empty your pockets because ya,
Ya don't live twice

You wanna get high as the sky
(You're kissin' your life goodbye)
You're kissin' your life goodbye
(You think it's a game)
You think it's a game that you play
(But the winners lose)
But the winners lose it all someday

He took the money to the dope man
And he said he had the best
Next thing ya knew, cardiac arrest !
It was a rollercoaster, he couldn't get off
Next thing I knew my friends' life was lost. Nooooooooo.

You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,

You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,

You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,

You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,
You think it's a game, you think it's a game,

You wanna get high as the sky
(You're kissin' your life goodbye)
You're kissin' your life goodbye
(You think it's a game)
You think it's a game that you play
(But the winners lose)
But the winners lose it all someday

You wanna get high as the sky
(You're kissin' your life goodbye)
You're kissin' your life goodbye
(You think it's a game)
You think it's a game that you play
(But the winners lose)
But the winners lose it all someday

You wanna get high as the sky
(You're kissin' your life goodbye)
You're kissin' your life goodbye
(You think it's a game)
You think it's a game that you play
(But the winners lose)
But the winners lose it all someday.

You wanna get high as the sky


2. THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD

There goes the neighborhood

Here come them fuckin' niggas
With their fancy cars.
Who gave them fuckin' niggas
Those rock guitars?
Who let 'em in the club ?
Did you make 'em pay ?
Who let 'em on the stage ?
Whose lettin' 'em play ?

Don't they know rock's just for whites
Don't they know the rules ?
Those niggers are too hard core
This shit ain't cool
Those blacks want everything
In the fuckin' world
That nigga plays so good
He took my muthafuckin' girl
There goes the neighborhood

There goes the neighborhoooooood,
There goes the neighborhood,
There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood

Da, da, da, da, da

We're here,
We ain't goin' nowhere
We're movin' right next door to you,
Body Count, muthafucka
And those of you that don't like it
can suck, my muthafuckin' dick, ha, ha, ha, ha

There goes the neighborhood !
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
There goes the neighborhood !
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
There goes the neightborhoooooood !
There goes the neighborhood!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
There goes the neighborhood !

Here come them fuckin' niggas
With their fancy cars
Who gave them fuckin' niggas
Those rock guitars ?
Who let 'em in the club ?
Did you make 'em pay ?
Who let 'em on the stage ?
Whose lettin' 'em play ?
Don't they know rock's just for whites
Don't they know the rules ?
Those niggas are too hard core
This shit ain't cool
Those blacks want everything in the fuckin' world
That nigga plays so good,
He took my muthafuckin' girl
There goes the neighborhood
There, there, there, there goes the neighborhood


3. KKK BITCH

Aw yeah, what's up out there? BC's in the house. Right
About now, I wanna tell you a little love story, you know
What I'm sayin', this is a Body Count love story check out
The lyrics, you know, I'm a tell you 'bout what happened
When we went down South last year on tour.

Out on tour yo, I been all around the world
Went to Georgia, met this fine-assed white girl,
Blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits and thighs,
The kinda girl that would knock out most guys.
She got wild in the backstage bathroom,
Sucked my dick like a muthafuckin' vacuum,
Said "I love you, but my daddy don't play,
He's the fuckin' grand wizard of the KKK."

I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,
I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,
I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,
I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad.

You know what I'm sayin'. So we was down South fallin' in
Love, you know, D-Roc had this Nazi girl, my man
Mooseman had a skinhead, I fell in love with Tipper Gore's
Two twelve year old nieces. It was wild, you know what I'm
Sayin', it got even worse, you know.

So one night they took us to a meetin'
White sheets, white hoods, no room for seatin'
There was Skinheads, Nazi's and crazies,
Talkin' 'bout black people pushin' up daisies.
They hated Blacks, Jews, Puerto Ricans,
Mexicans, Chinese, even the Indians.
We had our hoods on,
We were slick
She pushed her butt up hard against my dick.
Then her daddy jumped on the stage
Talkin' 'bout killin' in a goddamn rage.
I got mad, my dick got hard
Entered in her ass
She said, "Oh my God!"

I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,
I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,
I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad
I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad

So what we really tryin' to say is Body Count loves
Everybody. We love Mexican girls, Black girls,
Oriental girls,
It really don't matter
If you from Mars, and you got a pussy,
We will fuck you. You know, that's all we're sayin', word.

So every year when Body Count comes around
We throw an orgy in every little Southern town
KKK's, Skinheads, and Nazi
Girls break their necks
To get to the party
It ain't like their men can't nut,
Their dick's too little
And they just can't fuck.
So we get buck wild with the white freaks
We show them how to really work the white sheets.
I know her daddy'll really be after me,
When his grandson's named little Ice-T

I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,
I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,
I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,
I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad


4. THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD (LIVE)

(See lyrics on track 2)

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