Текст Body Count – You Don’t Know Me (Pain)
Текст:
«No matter how much of mu music you’ve listened to…
How many interviews you’ve read on me…
How many times you’ve seen me on TV…
No matter what you think…
Chorus
You don’t know me…
Feel my pain!
You don’t know me…
Feel my pain!
You don’t know me, you don’t know my life,
Don’t know my struggle, don’t know my pain.
Don’t live in my brain, don’t know my thoughts,
Don’t know my fears, don’t really know my name.
You just talk shit, talk like you know,
Talk like you been there, talk like you lived it.
Motherfucker I would like to take you one day,
Take you down to my hood, take you out to play.
See the results of AK spray, pick up a baby girl missing a leg,
Come home and find your whole family dead,
Get a 4.5 cocked up to your head.
Get jacked by the cops, beat down in the street,
No electricity, hungry for weeks.
You don’t know, well I think you should,
Cause down in the ghetto well it ain’t that good!
Chorus
You don’t know me just heard the song,
Rapped with the music just sang along.
Never really pulled ad cocked the steel,
Never shot for real, never aimed to kill.
Never hit no cop, never packed a Glock.
You like listening to gangsta shit,
Makes you feel real hard-core, roll with the crips..
This shits real, soon you’ll learn,
People do die, bullets do burn.
Go off in the ghetto and make the wrong turn..
Get your motherfucking cap let back!
Quicker than fuck you can get your ass stuck,
Dumped in a ditch, burnt in a truck.
Stick to the CD stay away,
Cause you don’t know me and niggas don’t play!
Chorus
This is not your life, You are just a visitor!
This is not your life!
This is not your life, You are just a visitor!
This is not your life!
You don’t know me not like me at all,
Don’t wake up everyday on edge of death.
I don’t trust anybody including myself,
I feel like I’ll die violently, fuck my health!
Or maybe you do and you feel the same,
Wake up with headaches cursing the game.
Grab at your brain like your going insane,
Then I know you can feel my pain!
This is not your life, You are just a visitor!
This is not your life!
This is not your life, You are just a visitor!
This is not your life!
Body Count! Motherfucker!
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Body Count – Body Count - Murder 4 Hire
