Bulls On Parade

Come wit it now

The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop the hits like de la O or get tha fuck off the commode
Wit the sure shot, sure ta make the bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op
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 triggers 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 homes, 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 cemetary now
What we don't know keeps the contracts alive an 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

Come wit it now

Come wit it now

Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade