1. Civil War

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now in place. Return to your homes. Any congregating of two or more people outside of your homes will result in you
being arrested on sight. Anyone possessing a firearm or any item or instrument that can be used as a weapon will be
deemed an enemy of the state and will be arrested on sight. UN peacekeeping garrisons have severed all data
transmissions and telephone communications for national security. Any violation of martial law will result in immediate
arrest and trial for treason. All traitors will be shot. America is now engaged in civil war

It's already started, maybe too late to stop
It's already on, they shooting the cops
They pushing the line, racism is high
The country's divided, you know the fuck why
The press of the pull, and push of the truth
The public is dumb, delusional youth
Our leaders are evil, lie after lie
The public is armed, and ready to die
(Ready to die)

(Civil war)
What side you on when the shit pops off?
Black or white, wrong or right?
(Civil war)
Rich or poor, urban war
Shit might just jump off tonight
(Civil war)
What side you on when the shit pops off?
Black or white, wrong or right?
(Civil war)
This shit is true
Coming soon to a town near you

They don't care about nothing, just personal gain
These politicians wouldn't mind a war, motherfuck your pain
Cops are killing people and never do time
In the hood we killing each other like that ain't no crime
I'm feeling the tension, don't tell me you don't
These fools will get us all killed, don't tell me they won't
There's guns on the streets, it's already too late
The net's overloaded with pure racial hate
The press just instigate, they love a fight
Don't give a fuck about who gets hurt just news that night
They try and twist the problem like it's white and black
But if you come to shoot me, yo I'm shooting back

(Civil war)
What side you on when the shit pops off?
Black or white, wrong or right?
(Civil war)
Rich or poor, urban war
Shit might just jump off tonight
(Civil war)
What side you on when the shit pops off?
Black or white, wrong or right?
(Civil war)
This shit is true
Coming soon to a town near you

(Civil war)
What side you on when the shit pops off?
Black or white, wrong or right?
(Civil war)
Rich or poor, urban war
Shit might just jump off tonight
(Civil war)
What side you on when the shit pops off?
Black or white, wrong or right?
(Civil war)
This shit is true
Coming soon to a town near you

2. The Ski Mask Way

Police are hunting for two suspects in a violent home invasion
They are worried that these men may strike again

I got no plans for gettin' loot legal
All black gear on 12 inch suppressor
44 foot desert eagle
Layin' in your parkin' lot, creeping in your lobby (resist)
No problem pushin' holes through your fuckin' body
You can't escape me, if i want what you got
You can't evade me, no chance to call the cops
I'm doin' my job, this is just what I do
You make money, I come and visit you

I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid
The ski mask way
I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid
The ski mask way

I'm in your rear view, when you leave the club
How cold could I be, you look like food to me
All on instagram, showin' that cash off
What you really hope, is I don't take this mask off don't make me punish you don't want to hurt your wife
Come up off that watch, it ain't worth your life
I gotta crew of wolves, life has no meaning
We roll late night and hunt human beings

I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid
The ski mask way
I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid, I gotta get paid
The ski mask way

Okay you know what the fuck this is pay attention everybody move against that wall get down on your knees lock your
fingers behind your
Mutha fuckin' head now
I didn't come here for no bullshit we want what's in that mutha fuckin' safe you you know the combination bring your
punk ass over here I will blow your mutha fuckin' brains out
You gonna open that Mutha Fuckin' safe right now
Is that your bitch? Grab this bitch bring her over here
No I will not shoot you, i'm gonna shoot the bitch, open the
Mutha fuckin' safe now, Mutha Fucka this is business Nigga

New car we might come to visit you
Big jewels we might come to visit you
Flash cash we might come to visit you
Post pictures we might come to visit you
Nice furs we might come to visit you
Sell drugs we might come to visit you
Brag a lot we might come to visit you
Pray to God we don't come to visit you

3. This Is Why We Ride

People always wanna know the reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood.
I'm a break it down for you.
This is why we ride

And this is why we ride
And this is why we ride

I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud
I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now
I should've been dead, damn it forty years ago
How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know
I played the crack game, gang bang, guns
Motherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty one
I come from LA, deep in the heart of the hood
Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood
Could be your best friend, mother or brother dead
Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood red
So we leave the block and we load the guns
And we want revenge, until revenge comes

And this is why we ride

And this is why we ride

I made it out the hood, I got a great life
But them bullets fly every motherfucking night
Another kid dies every motherfucking night
Another mother cries every motherfucking night
Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape
A place to store the poor, made to never escape
They're all over the world, people go to die
Murders go unsolved, I understand why
They remove hope and then we sell dope
Pain in poverty has us at each other's throat
Families are broken and so we gangbang
A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen

And this is how we die

And this is why we ride

Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto, the smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama.
Next thing you know, somebody's dead.
I don't think you can understand if you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms.
Your child in your arms and watch them breathe their last breath because somebody shot them dead in the streets.
You ain't thinking of calling the police.
You want revenge.
And you want it now
I gotta be honest with you.
If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now, my last words wouldn't be peace.
It would be get those motherfuckers

(And this is why we ride)

This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence

And this is why we ride

And this is how we die

4. All Love Is Lost

I thought you were my friend. I gave you my trust. I would've died for you
Then the second I turn my back, you fuck me over?
All love is lost!

Now you have the nerve to tell me you're sorry?
All love is lost!
You've got to be out of your motherfucking mind!
All love is lost!
You never loved me, you never fucking did!
All love is lost!
Once you betrayed me that is the fucking end!
All love is lost!

I don't give a fuck 'bout what you do with your life
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you do with your life
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you do with your life
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you do with your life

I don't give a fuck about you, you can fucking die
I couldn't fucking care less when you fucking cry
My heart's so cold, you left a broken soul
You destroyed everything I thought was true
And now you talk shit cause I don't give a fuck
And now I'm long gone, focus on you
I don't care where you are, don't care what you do
You say you hate me? Cool, I fucking hate you
(Hate you!)

All love is lost!
All love is lost!
You never loved me, you never fucking did!
All love is lost!
Once you betrayed me that is the fucking end!
All love is lost!

You see you the kind of motherfucker with no honour
The kind of motherfucker with no loyalty
Motherfucker you can't trust
Cross me, and then you want another chance?

One strike and I don't care about your fucking life
You're not no friend to me, you're fucking dead to me
Don't give a fuck about the shit that you was going through
You did some shit to me that I could never do to you
'Cuase I'm not no fake champ, I'm not no punk bitch
You're lucky I ain't put your ass in some dark ditch
And now you want some type of sympathy from me now?
If you were stabbed on the floor I'd watch you bleed out

H – is for the Hell I unleash
A – arise the Apocalypse
T – I am your Terror
E – destroy the Enemy

People say I'm cold-hearted
Why?
Cause you fucked over me?
Cause you broke every promise to me?
Because you said you were my friend and then you stabbed me in my motherfucking...

All love is lost!
All love is lost!
All love is lost!
You never loved me, you never fucking did!
All love is lost!
Once you betrayed me that is the fucking end!
All love is lost!

5. Raining In Blood / Postmortem 2017

оригинал: Slayer

Interviewer: Ice! Explain Body Count
Ice-T: Body Count is a band I put together just to let one of my best friends Ernie C play his guitar. He's always been
playing guitar, we all went to Crenshaw High School together in South Central Los Angeles. And I had the idea of let's
make a metal band, let's make rock band, because I had been to Europe and I noticed that the kids would mosh off of
hip-hop

So we put the band together and I used the three bands that were my favourites at the time to set the tone. We used the
impending doom of a group like Black Sabbath, who pretty much invented metal; the punk sensibility of somebody like
Suicidal, who basically put that gangbanger style from Venice, California into the game; and the speed and the
precision of Slayer, one of my favourite groups and always will be

Trapped in purgatory
A lifeless object, alive
Awaiting reprisal
Death will be their acquisition

The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone

Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above

Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away

Raining blood
From a lacerated sky
Bleeding its horror
Creating my structure now I shall reign in blood

My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth
Come and die with me forever
Share insanity

Do you want to die?

The waves of blood are rushing near, pounding at the walls of lies
Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind
Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality
What I am, what I want, I'm only after death

6. God, Please Believe Me

I spend my life between the light blue lines of loose leaf
I spend my time between impressionable minds and true beef
I spend my days up, my nights up, it's too hard to sleep
Look at my face, it's not the one of someone at peace
I carry guns when I don't need to, but my mind's so fucked
I see assassins coming out of the rough
I keep my doors locked, windows shut, shades down, so pound
Waiting on some Satans who may think of invading
When I do sleep I dream about pain and unrest
About gunfights and dum-dums exploding my chest
I see my boys that've died sitting with me again
And when I wake I realise that I've lost most of my friends
Will my past come back to get me?
Will them bosses that we shot come back to wreck me?
I'm paranoid, it ain't easy when your lifestyle was grimy and greasy
I'm trying to make peace with the karma and the drama
God, please believe me

7. Walk With Me…

I fought the darkness
That would've crippled most men
You've never seen it
Disgaged from a poison pen
I'm not like you
Motherfucker, don't you forget it
Walk straight down a venomous road
Soak it up just so I can spit it

How can you understand me
I don't fucking understand myself
How can you even help me
I gotta play the fucking hand I'm dealt
I fight to control it
The monsters inside my brain
Decimate my enemies
Slow torture, bottomless pain

Walk with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one is safe
Come with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one escapes

You're staring at me
You don't see what I am
A deadly viper
In the skin of a normal man
I dwell in shadows
Motherfucker, you are my enemy
The eyes of a snake see visions of the end
I fall like the night and take you down with me

The beast is unleashed
Upon victims verse after verse
I place my hands on my forehead
And the violence pours out like a curse
In the day I seem normal
And I smile and joke and laugh
When I write late at night
I'm a murdering sociopath

Walk with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one is safe
Come with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one escapes

No one is safe
No one escapes
There's no escape

Walk with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one is safe
Come with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one escapes
Walk with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one is safe
Come with me
Into the darkest recesses of my mind
Where no one escapes

8. Here I Go Again

Another night I sit alone in the dark
I can't remember my name, I stalk streets and parks
Shame on the victims whose lifes intersect with mine
Massive contusions, rivers of crimson wine
Dismemberments is all that I'm remembering
Bloodstains, pieces of brains under my fingernails
Screams, kicks, fights, bruises, and yells
Nobody lives so nobody tells
I wake up in my house all alone
Bloody sheets, mud on my feet
Next to me, utensils of death, I can't front son
Knives, razor blades, axes, and guns
Look in my chest, I got this ill ass cut
I get the needle and thread and sew it up
Raise the shades and it's night again
You'll hear the shouts

Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out

Two ladies out late walking their dogs
They're old, the city is damned from the fault
I approach from the back with the speed of a shark
Cloaked by dark, I rip their backs apart
The violence is incredibly sexual to me
I'm a blood fiend, makes me bust nuts in my jeans
Yeah, I think I want to keep their heads
I love to peel off their faces and wear their dead skin to bed
The dogs bark and bite at my feet
As I leave they drag their headless bodies down the street
I make it home, take a bath
The water turns red in the aftermath
I wake again and it's night
I passed out, no doubt

Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out

Make it stop
Make the voices stop
Make it stop, please
Stop

My mind echoes with voices of terror
My next victim is in the mirror
Seems like I've seen him before, I can't quite recollect
All I know is that the voices say "Slice his neck"
I cut off his hand, the blood sprayed from his wrist
And burst, it felt warm when it quenched my thirst
I stabbed him in the eye with my knife made of surgical steel
Oh what a feel
Electrical shocks ripped my brain
Pain like I never felt before, sweet pain
I love it, I love it and I want more
Pulled out my straight razor blade in his juggular
I'm looking at the ceiling now
I wonder where he went and how
He couldn't escape, not in that state
I transcended through the gates of hell and met my soul mate
South of heaven and the devil is my final vouch
You'll hear the shouts

Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out
Here I go again, check me out

9. No Lives Matter

We say that 'Black Lives Matter'
Well truthfully they really never have
No one ever really gave a fuck
Just read your bullshit history books
But honestly it ain't just black
It's yellow, it's brown, it's red
It's anyone who ain't got cash
Poor whites that they call trash

They can't, fuck with us
Once they realise we're all on the same side
They can't, split us up
And let them prosper off the divide
They can't, fuck with us
Once they realize we're all on the same side
They can't, split us up
And let them prosper off the divide

Don't fall for the bait and switch
Racism is real, but not it
They fuck whoever can't fight back
But now we gotta change all that
The people have had enough
Right now, it's them against us
This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

America's always been
A place that judge my skin
And racism is real as fuck
Ain't no way to play that off
And in the eyes of the law
Black skin has always stood for poor
This is basic shit
They know who they fucking with

They can't, fuck with us
Once they realise we're all on the same side
They can't, split us up
And let them prosper off the divide
They can't, fuck with us
Once they realize we're all on the same side
They can't, split us up
And let them prosper off the divide

Don't fall for the bait and switch
Racism is real, but not it
They fuck whoever can't fight back
But now we gotta change all that
The people have had enough
Right now, it's them against us
This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

You never see them pulling rich people out of their cars in their neighbourhoods, because they know they got lawyers.
They know they'll sue their ass. They can tell who to fuck with. Unfortunately, black or brown skin has always meant
poor. They're profiling you kid. They know you can't fight back. But we about to

Investigators say they are reviewing body camera and dashcam video of Tuesday's shooting. Police say that Keith Lamont
Scott did have a gun in his hand when an officer shot him. But a new picture of the scene shows something at Scott's
feet. A source tells our Charlotte affiliate it may be a gun, but people in the neighbourhood say the father of four
was holding a book instead

Officer Vinson was in plain clothes when the shooting happened. He was not wearing a body worn camera. But we are told
that three other officers wore theirs. The department is under increasing pressure to release police videos from the
shooting. But the police chief says he will not do that right now because of the investigation

(Ladies and gentlemen. This shit is deeper than racism)

Don't fall for the bait and switch
Racism is real, but not it
They fuck whoever can't fight back
But now we gotta change all that
The people have had enough
Right now, it's them against us
This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

This shit is ugly to the core
When it comes to the poor
No lives matter

10. Bloodlust

Since the beginning of time, humans have killed each other because they disagree
The human is the only animal that actually kills for sport
The ability to kill is as innate as our ability to love
When someone hurts me I want revenge, I want them in pain, I want them dead

I've got a sickness, bloodlust
I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I'm a carnivore, I can eat meat raw
I destroy almost everything I touch
I got a quick fuse, trip and I murder you
And forget you, more bullets the better
I can't explain it though, it makes me feel good
Zombie apocalypse, I live for the gore
Give me suicide, serial massacre
Execution yo, I always want more
I love the punishment, I love to dish it out
I want blood, motherfuck a submission
It's deep inside of me, violent tendencies
Like a scalpel when it makes its incision

I've got a sickness, bloodlust
I've got a sickness, bloodlust

I've got a love (It's a lust for blood)
I've got a love (It's a lust for blood)
I've got a love (It's a lust for blood)

Sometimes I wonder am I somehow aroused by this shit
Then I wonder why certain people are pleased by others' pain

I've always had this, this ain't nothing new
This fucking sickness, probably the same as you
I love brutality, it makes my pulse rot
I mean fatality, bodies in dark skies
It's in my DNA, I don't care what you think
It's running through my veins, animal instinct
Make me mad, I want you to die
Different politics, millions of homicides
I get my rocks off letting these Glocks off
Cross me wrong, get your ass crossed up
I'm the human species, the most violent on Earth
I killed my own planet, I'm so sick that it hurts

I've got a sickness, bloodlust
I've got a sickness, bloodlust
I've got a sickness, bloodlust
I've got a sickness, bloodlust

11. Black Hoodie

All these people out here tripping off police brutality like this shit is something new
Give me a fucking break
I've been talking about this shit for over 20 years
And now you can kill a motherfucker just because of how he's dressed
Are you fucking serious

Got on a black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back
Got on a black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back

This is how it happened
Out late night just chilling with my clique
No one had a gun, everyone's legit
One of my boys is drunk, I'm talking toe'd up
He can barely talk off that Cognac
Then the cops roll up, I don't know why he ran
Maybe traffic warrants I still don't understand
That motherfucker's crazy, the homies laughed
He might've got a block and then we heard shots
The fucking cop shot him, yo a nigga's dead
They hit him twice in the back, once in the head and leg
We all went crazy on that pig shit
They aimed at us, they meant business
They didn't have to shoot him, he didn't have a gun
What they're gonna say is "Why the fuck he run?"
We can't be seeing this, I'm like "What the fuck?"
My man's laying dead, they still cuffing him up

You motherfuckers, call the fucking paramedics man
My man's not breathing, man
What the fuck's the matter with you, man?
Aw shit

Got on a black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back
Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head
I didn't have a gun so why am I dead
You didn't have to shoot me and that's a known fact
And now I'm laying face down with bullets in my back

Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
Woop woop, that's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
That's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
Woop woop, that's the sound on the streets

Now it's our day in court, we gotta have hope
Maybe some justice, someone got it on video
They say do something, he used to gang bang
They made my homie look like fucking shit on everything
Had on a black hoodie, that's all it took
The DA portrayed him as a dirty fucking street crook
They let the cops off, nobody fucking marched
Nobody had a clue, it's never made the news

Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
Woop woop, that's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
That's the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that's the sound of the police
Woop woop, that's the sound on the streets

Got on my black hoodie
Got on my black hoodie
Got on my black hoodie