Songtexte:
Body Count Bring It To Pain

wild it's a trip, we cum together as one. You say you gotta have it hard and rough, is this rough enough? Let me bring it to pain.

hate the man in the mirror Cause his reflection makes the pain turn realer Times of Armageddeon, murder in mass amounts In this society where only gettin the cash counts

t Diddy, this ain?t Pretty Pain, power, pussy and pistols, lyrically no one, hold none near me, hear me Kids cheer me like The Count of Monte-Cristo Steady

[Kanye West] Uh, Good music, this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap

head 'til it shrinks Midnight marauder, bodies are gettin' slaughtered Bring a cross and a bucket of holy water You'll still'a be cajoled, 'cause the motherfuckin' Gravediggaz Come up your body

all that's left of me And its hooked within my gums, within my gums Chorus So drill it, so drill it, so hard i feel it (so hard)a?¦it's Okay x2 I hate

feel is pain And you don't even know your own name Try to get up for the next round and pout it You think you survive? I doubt it Bring the stretcher

is Well, tell me now what war is Again, tell me what life is More pain and misery In the history of mankind Sometimes it seems more like The blind leading the blind It brings

more kicks, than johnny cage I'm fuckin what you been talkin, you've been walkin Stalkin like a hawk and Trigger be triggin when I click it cause my pain