Bulls On Parade

Come wit it now

Come wit it now

The microphone explodes

shattering the molds

Either drop the hits like De-La-O or get the fuck off the commode

With the sure shot

sure to make the bodies drop

Drop and don't copy

yo

don't call this a co-opt

Terror rains

drenchin'

quenchin' the thirst of the power dons

That five-sided Fist-a-gon

The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger

The trigger's cold

empty ya purse

Rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

Weapons

not food

not clothes

not shoes

not need

Just feed the war

cannibal animal

I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library

Line up to the mind cemetery now

What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin'

They don't gotta burn the books

they just remove 'em

While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells

Rally 'round the family

pockets full of shells

Rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells

Bulls on parade

Uh

Come wit it now

Come wit it now

Bulls on parade

Bulls on parade

Bulls on parade

Bulls on parade

Bulls on parade