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• Artiste: Body Count
• Titre: Point The Finger
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Poor little Johnny didn't live to see sixteen Gun made his lung collapse Buried the body of his brother the next week Cops shot him twice in the back Wrong floor, kicked down the door No questions asked Police mothafucka Eyes meet, both on their feet They open fire before he can speak Wrong place, wrong time Stay out the streets is what they momma said Dead man, no crime School boys, they never broke a law Anywhere, any time They shoot first and ask questions last Could be yours, could be mine And then they point the finger at you Unarmed, it don't matter you can get got Your own home, it don't matter you can get shot They feel fear and start squeezing that gat They shoot to kill. Now you're flat on your back Dead witness, no coincidence Drug deal gone bad The fuckin' badge is the biggest gang We've ever had Wrong place, wrong time Dealer dead no drugs no cash Dead man, no crime Cops shoot him said he reach for his gun Anywhere, any time They shoot first and ask questions last Could be yours, could be mine And then they point the finger at you How many more innocent people and kids gotta get killed by these police, man And then it's always the victim's fault This is some fuckin' bullshit Wrong place, wrong time They shoot first and ask questions last Dead man, no crime And then they point the finger at you