Body Count
Grey"Body Count" is a song by Grey, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:08 long and contains 82 lines and 560 words.
Lyrics
0:00Yeah
0:01Body body body body
0:03Did grand theft auto really teach
0:05You how to shoot down helicopters there
0:07Yeah yeah I do it's just X a right trigger
0:12I got a hunger I got a fever
0:14And it just won't quit
0:17I got a temper I got a bullet
0:20With your name on it
0:23Everybody wonders what it's like on top
0:25I don't gotta wonder 'cause I call the shots
0:28I got a hunger I got a fever
0:31I got a fresh hit list
0:34My blood runs cold and my feet run faster
0:39I still got heart I hear a heart don't matter
0:45Say what you want and it'll be your last words
0:51It ain't a secret I got a hit list
0:54And baby you're up next
0:56Stack 'em up stack 'em up
1:00Teach 'em not to f**k with me
1:02Bag 'em up bag 'em up
1:05Let 'em know who runs these streets
1:07Take 'em down take 'em down
1:11Count 'em out like one two three
1:13Add a-na-na-na-na-na-na-nother one
1:16Yeah
1:17To the body count
1:18You think you can stop me yeah
1:19Oh man that's so funny yeah
1:20I'll pull out the uzi blow your brains out
1:22Then I'm running yeah
1:23This is not a game ayy this is not for fame yeah
1:26Maybe I'm deranged but f**k it I can't complain yeah
1:29Psycho in my vein ayy
1:30Shootin' with no aim ayy
1:32Cleanin' out my chopper ayy
1:33Bring it out and it let it bang
1:34I might be insane ayy my past is to blame ayy
1:37I've been hurt many times now you gotta feel my pain
1:40I see bodies on bodies bodies on bodies
1:41Bodies on bodies mm-hmm
1:43Go in through the lobby leave in a audi
1:44Hands all bloody mm-hmm
1:46Ridin' with the top off
1:47Roof look like it's chopped off
1:48Grand theft auto taught me
1:49How to shoot down helicopters
1:51Bullet with your name on
1:52It spray it let it rain on 'em
1:54Told you not to f**k with me
1:57Dead heartless all the same to me
1:58I got so much rage in me
2:00Told you not to f**k with me yeah yeah
2:03I got a sickness got a sickness
2:05You wouldn't want this nah
2:06It's comin' down real bad real bad real bad
2:09You brought a dull knife yeah into a gun fight woo
2:12You better watch your back watch your back boy
2:15Don't you ever wonder what it's like on top yeah
2:17I don't gotta wonder 'cause I'm never not yuh
2:20I got a sickness got a sickness
2:22I got a hit list got a hit list
2:23And baby you're up next
2:25My blood runs cold runs cold
2:29And my feet run faster runnin' baby
2:31I still got heart uh yeah
2:34I hear a heart don't matter doesn't matter
2:36Say what you want what you want
2:40And it'll be your last words yeah
2:43It ain't a secret yeah
2:44I got a hit list what
2:45And baby you're up next
2:48Stack 'em up stack 'em up
2:50Stack 'em up yeah
2:51Teach 'em not to f**k with me f**k
2:54Bag 'em up bag 'em up
2:55Bag 'em up bag 'em up yeah
2:57Let 'em know who runs these streets yeah
2:59Take 'em down take 'em down take 'em down down
3:02Count 'em out like one two three yeah
3:05Add a-na-na-na-na-na-na-nother one another one
3:08To the body count
Yeah Body body body body Did grand theft auto really teach You how to shoot down helicopters there Yeah yeah I do it's just X a right trigger I got a hunger I got a fever And it just won't quit I got a temper I got a bullet With your name on it Everybody wonders what it's like on top I don't gotta wonder 'cause I call the shots I got a hunger I got a fever I got a fresh hit list My blood runs cold and my feet run faster I still got heart I hear a heart don't matter Say what you want and it'll be your last words It ain't a secret I got a hit list And baby you're up next Stack 'em up stack 'em up Teach 'em not to f**k with me Bag 'em up bag 'em up Let 'em know who runs these streets Take 'em down take 'em down Count 'em out like one two three Add a-na-na-na-na-na-na-nother one Yeah To the body count You think you can stop me yeah Oh man that's so funny yeah I'll pull out the uzi blow your brains out Then I'm running yeah This is not a game ayy this is not for fame yeah Maybe I'm deranged but f**k it I can't complain yeah Psycho in my vein ayy Shootin' with no aim ayy Cleanin' out my chopper ayy Bring it out and it let it bang I might be insane ayy my past is to blame ayy I've been hurt many times now you gotta feel my pain I see bodies on bodies bodies on bodies Bodies on bodies mm-hmm Go in through the lobby leave in a audi Hands all bloody mm-hmm Ridin' with the top off Roof look like it's chopped off Grand theft auto taught me How to shoot down helicopters Bullet with your name on It spray it let it rain on 'em Told you not to f**k with me Dead heartless all the same to me I got so much rage in me Told you not to f**k with me yeah yeah I got a sickness got a sickness You wouldn't want this nah It's comin' down real bad real bad real bad You brought a dull knife yeah into a gun fight woo You better watch your back watch your back boy Don't you ever wonder what it's like on top yeah I don't gotta wonder 'cause I'm never not yuh I got a sickness got a sickness I got a hit list got a hit list And baby you're up next My blood runs cold runs cold And my feet run faster runnin' baby I still got heart uh yeah I hear a heart don't matter doesn't matter Say what you want what you want And it'll be your last words yeah It ain't a secret yeah I got a hit list what And baby you're up next Stack 'em up stack 'em up Stack 'em up yeah Teach 'em not to f**k with me f**k Bag 'em up bag 'em up Bag 'em up bag 'em up yeah Let 'em know who runs these streets yeah Take 'em down take 'em down take 'em down down Count 'em out like one two three yeah Add a-na-na-na-na-na-na-nother one another one To the body count
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