RESTO IN ASCOLTO [spalmabile]

BODY COUNT - KKK BITCH
Tutto il mondo è paese, questa è la verità. Ho visto ieri in tv la campagna pubblicitaria di un’artista di strada rumeno che ci invita a conoscere il suo popolo per conoscere meglio il suo Paese. Vogliono propagandare l’amore universale ad ogni costo e fanno davvero ridere, perché al solito si ricordano di questi valori solo quando ammazzano qualcuno, mentre nel quotidiano a volte faremmo fuori anche il nostro vicino di casa.
E questo mi ha fatto venire alla mente il grande Ice-T con i suoi Body Count che nel 1992 fecero uscire l’omonimo album d’esordio, nel cui grembo si annidava, tra le altre, la canzone Cop killer, che a causa dei contenuti “omicidi” del testo la casa discografica fu obbligata a togliere dal disco. Quello che invece riporto sul blog è il testo della canzone KKK Bitch (ritornello da cantare a squarcia gola mi raccomando), a mio avviso una delle storie più divertenti che abbia mai ascoltato sul sesso e sul razzismo e della fottuta paura che abbiamo del diverso. Come premessa a questa canzone Ice-T ci ricorda che:
"The real problem is the fear of the white girl falling in love with the black man".
Buon ascolto e buona visione.

KKK BitchAw yeah, what's up out there? BC's in the house. Rightabout now, I wanna tell you a little love story, you knowwhat I'm sayin', this is a Body Count love story check outthe lyrics, you know, I'm a tell you 'bout what happenedwhen we went down South last year on tour.

Out on tour yo, I been all around the worldwent to Georgia, met this fine-assed white girl,blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits and thighs,the kinda girl that would knock out most guys.She got wild in the backstage bathroom,sucked my dick like a motherfucking' vacuum,said "I love you, but my daddy don't play,he's the fuckin' grand wizard of the KKK.

"I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,I I I love my KKK bitch, mother fuck her dear old dad.

You know what I'm sayin'. So we was down South fallin' inlove, you know, D-Roc had this Nazi girl, my manMooseman had a skinhead, I fell in love with Tipper Gore'stwo twelve year old nieces. It was wild, you know what I'msayin', it got even worse, you know.

So one night they took us to a meetin'white sheets, white hoods, no room for seatin'there was Skinheads, Nazi's and crazies,talkin' 'bout black people pushin' up daisies.They hated Blacks, Jews, Puerto Ricans,Mexicans, Chinese, even the Indians.We had our hoods on,we were slickshe pushed her butt up hard against my dick.Then her daddy jumped on the stagetalkin' 'bout killin' in a goddamn rage.I got mad, my dick got hardentered in her assshe said, "Oh my God!"

I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,I I I love my KKK bitch, mother fuck her dear old dad.

So what we really tryin' to say is Body Count loveseverybody. We love Mexican girls, Black girls, Oriental girls,it really don't matter. If you from Mars, and you got a pussy,we will fuck you. You know, that's all we're sayin', word.

So every year when Body Count comes aroundwe throw an orgy in every little Southern town.KKK's, Skinheads, and Nazigirls break their necksto get to the party.It ain't like their men can't nut,their dick's too littleand they just can't fuck.So we get buck wild with the white freakswe show them how to really work the white sheets.I know her daddy'll really be after me,when his grandson's named little Ice-T.

I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she fucks me though,I I I love my KKK bitch, love it when she sucks me though,I I I love my KKK bitch, she loves it when I treat her bad,I I I love my KKK bitch, mother fuck her dear old dad.

...peace