There Goes the Neighborhood - Body Count

There goes the neighborhood.

with their fancy cars.

Who gave them fuckin’niggas

those rock guitars?

Did you make 'em pay?

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.

in the fuckin’world

he took my muthafuckin’girl

There goes the neighborhoooooood,

There goes the neighborhood

There goes the neighborhood.

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 Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha There goes the neighborhood!

Here come them fuckin’niggas

with their fancy cars.

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?

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.