Texty:
Body Count Lies

... I know your sleeping around on me, I know you creep... Your knives are stuck in my back so deep, The pain is killing me... [Chorus:] Lies, lies, lies, lies A goddam discrace! Lies, lies, lies, lies

bitches, flickin' goose pictures Kick down the ace of spades, snatch Jack riches Olsive compulsive lies flies with my name on it Dick made the cover now count

me for my paper? My mo-sci-no, my ver-sa-ce hottie Come to find out, you was everybody You knew about me, the fake ID Cases in Virginia, body in D.C

it's true when I say That the Pepa MC is here to stay And you know if I was a book I would sell 'Cuz every curve on my body got a story to tell Yeah,

what you said So close your eyes and watch the stars glow I like the face that is hanging From your pretty little head I like the way that it's body Lies

There were nights when the wind was so cold That my body froze in bed If I just listened to it Right outside the window There were days when the sun

Jehovah: Read in my book of lies of atrocities, blood and sacrifice! My temples erected in gold and bone The stupid sheep turn their head to the blind

wishing you would, ask if it's good Man, this Tarzan s*** in the woods, my s*** is hood, b**** That means I'm hood rich, telling you lies Straight out

mess I heard about the day That two skyscrapers came down Firemen, policemen People came from all around The smoke covered the city And the body count