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Point the Finger - Body Count (Ft. Riley Gale)
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Point the Finger Body Count (Ft. Riley Gale)

Point the Finger - Body Count (Ft. Riley Gale)
[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
Wrong place, wrong time
Stay out the streets is what they mama 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
(And then they point the finger at you)

[Verse 2]
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 (Drug deal gone bad)
The fuckin' badge is the biggest gang
We've ever had
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