Who Are You

Body Count

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    You say that I hang out all night, that's okay
    'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day
    You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom
    Raise another brew to your face with you
    Swollen palm
    Then you come in my room talkin' crazy shit
    Sayin' I'm high, I'm on dope and I better quit
    Muthafucka, if I was high you would die
    Hit my mom once more and it's bye-bye

    Who are you tryin' to judge me?
    Get the fuck out my face
    Who put you so above me?
    Clear the fuck out my space

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    You say that I want sex all the time
    That's all that seems to be on my muthafuckin' mind
    Well that's right I want sex all the time
    That's all that seems to be on my muthafuckin' mind
    Well that's right I want sex every minute
    Every hour of the day
    Of the week, all the muthafuckin' time
    But hold up who are you tryin' to talk shit
    You'll hit your knees suckin' dick with a quickness
    In the park, dark, car, grass, lickin' nuts
    Suckin' butt
    With your tongue up my fuckin' ass

    Who are you tryin' to judge me?
    Get the fuck out my face
    Who put you so above me?
    Clear the fuck out my space
    Get the fuck out my face

    Who are you tryin' to judge me?
    Get the fuck out my face
    Who put you so above me?
    Clear the fuck out my space
    You need to stay the fuck out my face
    Stay the fuck out my got damnned face

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    Composición: Ice-T y Ernie C.

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