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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Body Count
Body Count
Performer
Ernie.C
Ernie.C
Guitar
Ice T
Ice T
Rap
Moose Man
Moose Man
Bass
Beatmaster "V"
Beatmaster "V"
Drums
DRok
DRok
Rhythm Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernest Cunnigan
Ernest Cunnigan
Composer
Ernie.C
Ernie.C
Lyrics
Ice T
Ice T
Lyrics
Tracy Marrow
Tracy Marrow
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ernie.C
Ernie.C
Producer
Ice T
Ice T
Mixing Engineer
Bernard Matthews
Bernard Matthews
Engineer
Howie Klein
Howie Klein
Executive Producer

Lyrics

There goes the neighborhood Here come them fuckin' niggas With their fancy cars Who gave them fuckin' niggas Those rock guitars? Who let 'em in the club? Did you make 'em pay? Who let 'em on the stage? Whose lettin' 'em play? Don't they know rock's just for whites Don't they know the rules? Those niggers are too hard core This shit ain't cool Those blacks want everything In the fuckin' world That nigga plays so good He took my muthafuckin' girl There goes the neighborhood There goes the neighborhoooooood There goes the neighborhood There goes the neighborhood There goes the neighborhood Da, Da, Da, Da, Da We're here We ain't goin' nowhere We're movin' right next door to you Body Count, muthafucka And those of you that don't like it Can suck, my muthafuckin' dick, ha, ha, ha, ha There goes the neighborhood! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha There goes the neighborhood! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha There goes the neighborhoooooood! There goes the neighborhood! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha There goes the neighborhood! Here come them fuckin' niggas With their fancy cars Who gave them fuckin' niggas Those rock guitars? Who let 'em in the club? Did you make 'em pay? Who let 'em on the stage? Whose lettin' 'em play? Don't they know rock's just for whites Don't they know the rules? Those niggas are too hard core This shit ain't cool Those blacks want everything in the fuckin' world That nigga plays so good He took my muthafuckin' girl There goes the neighborhood There, there, there, there goes the neighborhood
Writer(s): Tracy Lauren Marrow, Ernest T. Cunnigan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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