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1994 Body Count 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 donâ??t like us and they donâ??t like you, the Body Count fan, â??cause they know we stand for three things truth, justice and fuck the American way!
That word justice got me fucked up though.
Twenty cops in the street, two go to jail.
Thousands of people died in wars overseas and itâ??s justice?
You think they give a fuck about us?
Youâ??re a fool!
Born yellow,
born brown,
born red,
born black,
born dead!!
DEAD! (3x)
Born dead (3x)
Born Asian,
born Jewish,
born Latino,
born poor,
born dead!!
DEAD! (3x)
Born dead (3x)
But you donâ??t hear me though.
Dead.
New York - dead, Atlanta - dead, Chicago - dead.
Oakland - dead, Miami - dead, Detroit- dead.
Every day I gotta get out my muthafuckinâ?? bed, put on my muthafuckinâ?? gun, down in my muthafuckinâ?? pants, â??cause muthafuckaâ??s out here is trippinâ??.
How the fuck you gonna get up every morning tryinâ?? 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! (3x)
Born dead! (3x Send " Born Dead" Ringtone to your Cell