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Fuck What You Heard Video (MV)




Performed By: Body Count
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Tracy Lauren Marrow, Will Putney




Body Count - Fuck What You Heard Lyrics
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Yo, Body Count's in tha buildin'
Let me tell you 'bout some real gangstas

Let's talk about the blue and the red
Half the dirty muthaf*ckas should be locked in the feds (hell yeah)
They make laws and break laws, it ain't no thing
With half my homies stuck or f*ckin' locked in the bing (f*ck that, man)
Kick it, these ganstas are cold, hard and wicked (word)
They control our lives, they live off lies
They look ya in the face, don't even wear a disguise
Cross the gang, muthaf*cka, you die

It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Muhf*cka got over ninety Fed indictments (from the gang)
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
These muthaf*ckas somehow stay on bail, help me with this shit
It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
We already know the government's gansta, cous'
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Listen, f*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird

They make us pay 'em, they call it a tax
On the street it's called extortion in jack (put your hands up)
I see the white people crying government tears
Hey, black people, we've been crying for years (yep)
Fox News is on some straight Blood shit
CNN is most definitely Crip
This shit is very far from done
Yo, muthaf*cka, what sect ya from?

Democrips, Blood-Boodpublicans
I got homies in jail for weed, man (from the gang, from the gang)
Weed, come on, cous'
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
People are losin' they houses worldwide, man, stop it
It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
These muhf*ckas on they yachts talkin' 'bout we gonna get to it
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Listen, f*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird

The whole idea of a two-party system is bullshit
Ya know what I'm sayin', like, we all from the United States
Right, we all people, so why the f*ck have they decided to split us up?
It's the plan, it's all bullshit
I don't meet you and say, "Uh, what's your political preference?"
This shit is gangbangin', cous'
They got us all f*ckin' twisted (word)

I don't give a f*ck what set you claim
Left wing or right, yo, it's all the same (yeah)
You're racist or you're not (you're not)
And you ain't f*ckin' honest just because you claimed cop
Divide and conquer, that's the key to the game
Keep us fightin' each other while they rob the train
It's gangbangin', the red and the blue
The question is which gang are you?

Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
If God had wanted us to vote, he would have given us candidates (from the gang, from the gang)
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Both these muhf*ckas is old, man, I mean, I'm old, but goddamn
It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
We're f*cked, y'all, trust me, shit's gangbangin'
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Listen, f*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird

From the gang, from the gang
Body Count
From the gang, from the gang
F*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird
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Yo, Body Count's in tha buildin'
Let me tell you 'bout some real gangstas

Let's talk about the blue and the red
Half the dirty muthaf*ckas should be locked in the feds (hell yeah)
They make laws and break laws, it ain't no thing
With half my homies stuck or f*ckin' locked in the bing (f*ck that, man)
Kick it, these ganstas are cold, hard and wicked (word)
They control our lives, they live off lies
They look ya in the face, don't even wear a disguise
Cross the gang, muthaf*cka, you die

It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Muhf*cka got over ninety Fed indictments (from the gang)
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
These muthaf*ckas somehow stay on bail, help me with this shit
It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
We already know the government's gansta, cous'
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Listen, f*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird

They make us pay 'em, they call it a tax
On the street it's called extortion in jack (put your hands up)
I see the white people crying government tears
Hey, black people, we've been crying for years (yep)
Fox News is on some straight Blood shit
CNN is most definitely Crip
This shit is very far from done
Yo, muthaf*cka, what sect ya from?

Democrips, Blood-Boodpublicans
I got homies in jail for weed, man (from the gang, from the gang)
Weed, come on, cous'
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
People are losin' they houses worldwide, man, stop it
It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
These muhf*ckas on they yachts talkin' 'bout we gonna get to it
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Listen, f*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird

The whole idea of a two-party system is bullshit
Ya know what I'm sayin', like, we all from the United States
Right, we all people, so why the f*ck have they decided to split us up?
It's the plan, it's all bullshit
I don't meet you and say, "Uh, what's your political preference?"
This shit is gangbangin', cous'
They got us all f*ckin' twisted (word)

I don't give a f*ck what set you claim
Left wing or right, yo, it's all the same (yeah)
You're racist or you're not (you're not)
And you ain't f*ckin' honest just because you claimed cop
Divide and conquer, that's the key to the game
Keep us fightin' each other while they rob the train
It's gangbangin', the red and the blue
The question is which gang are you?

Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
If God had wanted us to vote, he would have given us candidates (from the gang, from the gang)
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Both these muhf*ckas is old, man, I mean, I'm old, but goddamn
It's the Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
We're f*cked, y'all, trust me, shit's gangbangin'
Democrips, Blood-Bloodpublicans
Listen, f*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird

From the gang, from the gang
Body Count
From the gang, from the gang
F*ck whatcha heard, both wings are on the same bird
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Writer: Tracy Lauren Marrow, Will Putney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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