Bulls on parade
Song by
R.A.T.M
Come wit it now
Come wit it now
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 coopt
Terror rains drenchin'
quenchin' tha thirst
of tha power dons
That five
sided fistagon
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
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
cemetary now
What we don't know
keeps tha contracts
alive an movin'
They don't
gotta burn tha books
they just remove'em
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
They rally round tha
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
