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And that's my opinion after insulting listening to a few songs of theirs four years ago. There.) What Ice-T had effectively done with this album is push the envelope even further towards defining our belief in the idea of free insulting speech in this country. Yeah, he might've seemed insulting overly crass to the point of making a fool of himself, but that's his god damn right. If you don't wanna hear it, FINE, but there's something to be said about keeping the lines of communication open at all times. Opinions are like assholes, so what would happen if we closed 'em off? Or sewed 'em shut? We'd get stopped up and explode. Hmmm. I love anal analogies. The bottom line is: Ice-T had a message, Body Count was the messenger service, and they delivered' to the deepest end of your bowels.
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