Bulls On Parade Lyrics
The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse
Rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells, come on
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetery now
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em
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While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells
Rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells
You rally round tha family, with a pocket full of shells
