Truth Or Death Body Count

Lies, betrayal, lies, truth or death Lies, betrayal, lies Who the fuck can I trust?

Surviving The Game Body Count

Yeah, yeah Murder, death As I search to analyze reality The true meaning of life Out simple existence means nothing God has a gun, the truth, life is a slow noose He's invincible Better watch his knife

Carnivore Body Count

streets at night, stalk my prey Watch your back, nobody's safe You won’t make it to the grave You can scream, you won't be saved Just the echoes, cries and moans All I leave is blood and bones Closer to death

Finer Truths White Lies Napalm Death

What I see is what I be I shall point creel in body in torture And for what's What I see is what I be I shall point beat in body in torture Dared the shredded time Down come to be wells afford And for

Body Count Ice-T

You'd know what to do If a bullet hit your kid On the way to school Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard Shit would hit the fan and hit hard!

Body Count Ice T

You'd know what to do If a bullet hit your kid On the way to school Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard Shit would hit the fan and hit hard!

Last Days Body Count

Or looking back at you in a courtroom filled with absolutely none of my peers. Why are you here? Is this some voyeuristic bullshit? See black man sing?

Body Count Body Count

a case of hand grenades Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you You know what you'd do if a kid got killed on the way to school or

Dead Man Walking Body Count

we the unfree Dead men walking Guilty, we the unfree Dead men walking I'm a genius from books now Never read on the street Never lifted a fuckin' weight Now my boy's concrete Filed a hundred appeals or

Shallow Graves Body Count

You give me for honor (graves) Where your soldiers lay (graves) They're so far away (graves) The home of the brave (graves) I won't die in your bullshit wars no more I won't fight to my death for you I

The Count The Classic Crime

Be good to me As you once were When you pulled me from the brink of death My enemies were frenzied For a taste of my flesh And now I've got the same feeling again (same feeling again) The beasts are closing

Freedom of Speech Body Count

gonna Tell and rebel every time i'm on a Microphone on the stage cold illin' The knowledge i drop will be heard by millions We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains It's the suckers deprivin' the truth

Masters Of Revenge Body Count

wanna do to you Is what you did to us All we wanna take from you Is what you stole from us Chorus Bodycount You can't kill us We're already dead You can't kill us We're already dead You can't kill the truth

Skin After Skin Soilwork

I count them all this must be number ten Am I right is it over again? my body shivers and shivers again I nail their faces to the wall Oh...those sweet pictures do you realize what youave done?

Skin After Skin (Ⅰ. Demo 1997) Soilwork

I count them all this must be number ten Am I right, is it over again? My body shivers and shivers again I nail their faces to the wall Oh...those sweet pictures Do you realize what you've done?

Body Count Front Line Assembly

Bodies ? Signal to receive Blood stained hands No eyes to see? No one is the winner Who is to blame Underneath the uniform We're all the same ? failure ? to receive Life is a virtue Who do you pl...

Body Count Justin Timberlake

count Is blowing up all the way hey Sign up put your name down Make my body count Make my body count Make my body count Make my body count Make my body count Make my body count Make my body count

Body Count Jason Derulo

I don't really care about your body count 'Cause I just want to make that body count Two, three, four, five We got one night To make (To make), to make (To make) To make that body count (Oh, oh, oh) To

Born Dead Body Count

everything they could do to take us out But like any good monster that just made us stronger You see, they don't like us and they don't like you The BC fan, 'cause they know we stand for three things Truth

Out In The Parking Lot Body Count

For every cop that has ever taken advantage of somebody, beat 'em down or hurt 'em, because they have long hair, listen to the wrong kind of music, wrong color, whatever they thought was the reason

Twisted Truth Pestilence

A God before God Summon the demons to enter your body Ceremonies to attain the blessing A faith in secrecy No respect for the weak The victim of hypocrisy The philosophy closen to live by Has brought

Final Truth Devilyn

My task is finished I'll take my own road Under the strengthening breath of nonentity Dark stars like gloomy demons Lie dignifiedly in company Of dead, calm words Silence is the time of survival Final truth

Bowels Of The Devil Body Count

That night they got me locked in a row called death the governor, that muthafucka wants my last breath. That's right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me up here in this fuckin' penitentiary.

My hand is a bullet Dianus King

My hand is a bullet Pierce the target My body is a vessel for the soul filled with endless dreams The soul longs for freedom but the body is bound by limitations Even if you fight with yourself and try

Death White Lies

below i love the dreaming when i think of the saftey in the clouds out my window i wonder what keeps us so high up could there be a love beneth these wings if we suddenly fall should i scream out or

Smoked Pork Body Count

"Right now my job is eatin' these doughnuts, or maybe... hey, wait a minute. Aren't you--" Yup.

Last Breath Body Count

your last breath, your Last breath, your last breath I want your last breath So you go downstairs to see if everything is alright You're afraid you're alone and it's late on a rainy night Are you asleep or

Death or Glory 노 마크

Fabrication by mass media and the cause from fabrication *Who can order them to die or to hope? Who can order them to die or to hope?

Exile Napalm Death

Perhaps not guaranteed Reassuring cash transfer providing leads Media profile fallacies we need I think not Labels breed the money making rock machines Broadening mind, eyes blind Criticism for the masses or

Momma's Gotta Die Tonight Body Count

Miami, Oakland Ha, ha, ha, yo, you wanna go to Connecticut, bitch Ohio, Detroit, Texas, LA Whose laughin' now momma, whose laughin' now bitch whose laughin' now Ha, ha, ha, ha So if you got a mother or

Body Count (Greatest Hits: The Evidence - LP Ver.) Body Count

case of hand grenades Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you You'd know what to do If a bullet hit your kid On the way to school Or

Bring It To Pain Body Count

You touch me and my blood runs cold, am I the hunter or hunted? God put us here together tonight, you can't escape fate. Let me bring it to pain. Let me bring it to pain. Let me bring it to pain.

The Truth Kittie

Hopelessly in love with death The beast, she breathes her lonely breath To cast away the last of love until there's only heartache From love to lust From death to dust The things we feel, we cannot

Come Hell Or High Priest Suffocation

COME HELL OR COME HELL OR HIGH... PRIEST Ignorance Thee oblivion of bliss Search untraceable gods Is there, no other... means to breathe... Content as a sinner?

Body Count's in the House Body Count

Body Count, Body Count Body Count, Body Count YEAH MOTHER FUCKER Body Count, Body Count Body Count, Body Count Body Count, Body Count Body Count, Body Count, nigga Body Count, Body Count Body Count, Body

Psychopathy Red Slayer

Body count, laid out mutilated, it's your time to die Desolate, lure, kill, satisfaction, climax with your death All alone, my perv intimidated, feed my lust for fear Dehumanize, cry out stimulated, your

BodyCount Body Count

You know what you'd do if a kid got killed on the way to school or a cop shot your kid in the backyard. Shit would hit the fan, muthafucka and it would hit real hard.

You'Re Fuckin' With Bc Body Count

You're f**kin with the cash makin, life takin, overlord, street hustlin, quick bustin, snitch dustin, body dumpin, gauge pumpin, clean dresser, mic blesser, shallow graves are in the desert, f**kin with

Body Count Anthem Body Count

Body Count, Body Count, Body Count, Body Count Body Count, Body Count, Body Count BC, BC, BC, BC, motherfucker BC, BC, BC, BC BC, BC, BC, BC BC, BC, BC, BC Body Count, Body Count, Body Count, Body Count

In Sufferance Disincarnate

Rituals contrived to ease the mind Mysteries revealed, or are they lies The ultimate truth remains unknown until you die Feeding the madness of uncertainty Fearful of revenge But sowing the violent seed

Bodycount Anthem Body Count

[Featuring Ice-T] Body Count, Body Count, Body Count, Body Count, Body Count, Body Count, Body Count. BC, BC, BC, BC, (muthafucka) BC, BC, BC, BC, BC, BC, BC, BC, BC, BC, BC, BC.

Sudden Death Jay-Jay Johanson

Try to see through false-coloured eyes Promise to act like grown-ups do Is it in my genes or jeans I do not know Stuck in a never-ending daydream A well-hidden secret all those years It's understood I

Quest For Thrills Danielson Famile

Hungry humans Rootless man Just a number Avoid the question Of the truth Get the injection The good infection Take a drink Of spirited tunes Of spirited pop Of spirited tunes Pop tunes Poppy tunes 5th

It Only Hurts When I Cry Dwight Yoakam

The only time I feel the pain Is in the sunshine or the rain And I don't feel no hurt at all Unless you count when teardrops fall I tell the truth 'cept when I lie And it only hurts me when I cry

It Only Hurts When I Cry (Acoustic) Dwight Yoakam

The only time I feel the pain Is in the sunshine or the rain And I don't feel no hurt at all Unless you count when teardrops fall I tell the truth 'cept when I lie And it only hurts me when I cry You couldn't

It Only Hurts When I Cry (Live) Dwight Yoakam

The only time I feel the pain Is in the sunshine or the rain And I don't feel no hurt at all Unless you count when teardrops fall I tell the truth 'cept when I lie And it only hurts me when I cry You couldn't

The Winner Loses Body Count

Give me your money or give me your life! You better empty your pockets because ya, ya don't live twice.

Til Death Do Us Part Motley Crue

Til Death Do Us Part Oh, when you look into my eyes, tell me what you see. I don't think you'll ever realize the pride inside of me.

Count Down No Use For A Name

Countdown Another body found for the government to ignore Another home is lost from someone who was poor Another cop caught beating up on innocence Another law that seems to make no fucking sense Another

O Death Various Artists

O, Death O, Death Won't you spare me over til another year Well what is this that I can't see With ice cold hands takin' hold of me Well I am death, none can excel I'll open the door to heaven or