Body Count - Intellectual

[Intro: TV Interviewer]

Ice-T, after your tremendous success on your past album

Some have said; you have sold out

Because of the use of rock'n'roll in your music

How do you reply to that?

[Ice-T replying]

You see, a lotta people don't realize that, you know

Rock'N'Roll is truly black music

It was created by Chuck Berry, Little Richard

Even black people like that, who started it off back in the day

You know, and as far as I'm concerned music is music

I don't look at it as Rock or R&B all that kind of stuff

I just look at it as music, you know

And anybody who said that I've sold out, they can basically suck my dick

Cause I really don't give a fuck about that shit, you know

But uhh.. I do what I like, I happen to like Rock'N'Roll

And uhh.. I feel sorry for anybody who only listens to one form of music

You know, right now, I got my own Rock band, it's got to jump off

It's really black hardcore band called Body Count

And uhh.. on some of the records I'm like laying some vocals on it

And uhh.. I got a tape of it right here, yo, check it out

[Song's Intro: Ice-T]

You know, sometimes I sit at home, you know, and I watch TV

And I wonder what would be like to live in some place like

You know, The Cosby Show, Ozzie and Harriet

You know, where Cops come and got your cat outta the tree

All your friends died at old age

But you see.. I live in South Central, Los Angeles

And unfortunately... SHIT AIN'T LIKE THAT!!

It's real fucked up!

[Verse 1: Ice-T]

God damn, what a brother gotta do

To get a message through

To the red and white and blue

What? I gotta die before you realize

I was a brother with opened eyes?

The world's insane while you drink champagne

And I'm living in black reign

You try to ban the A.K

I got ten of them stashed

With a case of hand grenades

[Hook: Body Count]

(Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!

[Verse 2: Ice-T]

You'd know what to do

If your kid got killed on the way to school

Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard

Shit would hit the fan motherfucker and it will hit real hard

I hear it every night, another gun fight

The tension mounts, on with the Body Count

[Break: Ice-T]

Yo Beatmaster V, take these motherfuckers to South Central

Ha ha ha, yeah, fuck that

I hear it every night, another gun fight

The tension mounts, on with the Body Count

Last weekend thirty seven kids killed in gang warfare in my back yard

NO!!, NO!!, NO!!

Yo Ernie C, take these motherfuckers home, yeah

Yo, we're in the house, Body Count fool, 1991 motherfucker

I hear it every night, another gun fight

The tension mounts, on with the Body Count

[Verse 3: Ice-T]

God damn what a brother gotta do

To get a message through

To the red and white and you?

What? I gotta die before you realize

I was a nigga with opened eyes?

The world's insane while you drink champagne

And I'm living in black reign

Don't you hear the guns?

You stupid, dumb, dick sucking, bum politicians!!

[Hook: Body Count]

(Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!

[Outro: Ice-T]

The tension mounts...