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 - Композиторы:
 - Ernie Cunningham
 - Tracy Marrow
 
- Жанры:
 - Hardcore
 - Metal
 - Rock
 
- Теги:
 - crossover
 - rap
 
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Body Count - Текст песни Kkk Bitch
Aw yeah, what's up out there? BC's in the house. Right
 about now, I wanna tell you a little love story, you know
 what I'm sayin', this is a Body Count love story check out
 the lyrics, you know, I'm a tell you 'bout what happened
 when we went down South last year on tour.
 Out on tour yo, I been all around the world
 went to Georgia, met this fine-assed white girl,
 blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits and thighs,
 the kinda girl that would knock out most guys.
 She got wild in the backstage bathroom,
 sucked my dick like a muthafuckin' vacuum,
 said "I love you, but my daddy don't play,
 he's the fuckin' grand wizard of the KKK."
 I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad.
 You know what I'm sayin'. So we was down South fallin' in
 love, you know, D-Roc had this Nazi girl, my man
 Mooseman had a skinhead, I fell in love with Tipper Gore's
 two twelve year old nieces. It was wild, you know what I'm
 sayin', it got even worse, you know.
 So one night they took us to a meetin'
 white sheets, white hoods, no room for seatin'
 there was Skinheads, Nazi's and crazies,
 talkin' 'bout black people pushin' up daisies.
 They hated Blacks, Jews, Puerto Ricans,
 Mexicans, Chinese, even the Indians.
 We had our hoods on,
 we were slick
 she pushed her butt up hard against my dick.
 Then her daddy jumped on the stage
 talkin' 'bout killin' in a goddamn rage.
 I got mad, my dick got hard
 entered in her ass
 she said, "Oh my God!"
 I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad.
 So what we really tryin' to say is Body Count loves
 everybody. We love Mexican girls, Black girls, Oriental girls,
 it really don't matter. If you from Mars, and you got a pussy,
 we will fuck you. You know, that's all we're sayin', word.
 So every year when Body Count comes around
 we throw an orgy in every little Southern town.
 KKK's, Skinheads, and Nazi
 girls break their necks
 to get to the party.
 It ain't like their men can't nut,
 their dick's too little
 and they just can't fuck.
 So we get buck wild with the white freaks
 we show them how to really work the white sheets.
 I know her daddy'll really be after me,Body Count - Kkk Bitch - http://ru.motolyrics.com/body-count/kkk-bitch-lyrics.html
 when his grandson's named little Ice-T.
 I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,
 I I I love my KKK bitch, mutha fuck her dear old dad.
9. C Note
[instrumental]
10. Voodoo
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
 Way down in New Orleans, yeah.
 I met this old lady,
 she said she'd teach me 'bout Voodoo
 she said she knew about Voodoo (Voodoo)
 she said she'd teach me 'bout Voodoo
 she said she knew about Voodoo (Voodoo)
 She had an old doll,
 she had a long shiny needle (Voodoo)
 she held the doll in the air
 it looked kinda like me
 she took the needle,
 stuck it in its eye!
 AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
 My eye, bitch!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
 Now I'm still in the room with this crazy bitch,
 and she still had the doll.
 She said I'll teach you 'bout Voodoo, (Voodoo)
 you wanna learn about Voodoo (Voodoo)
 She said I'll teach you 'bout Voodoo. (Voodoo)
 she said she knew about Voodoo
 She held the doll in her hand (Voodoo)
 she had some long shiny scissors,
 she said some magic words (Voodoo)
 the doll looked more and more like me
 she held the doll in the air (Voodoo)
 she took the scissors,
 cut off all its fingers!
 AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
 My fingers, bitch!
 AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
 Voodoo, Voodoo
 Voodoo, Voodoo
 So if you're ever down in New Orleans, yeah.
 You might meet an old lady
 she might have a doll
 it might look like you.
 Don't ask about the Voodoo (Voodoo)
 stay away from Voodoo (Voodoo)
 leave alone the Voodoo, (Voodoo)
 muthafuck the Voodoo.

















