Bulls On Parade
(Indisponível)
Come wit it now
this microphone explodes shatterin the molds
etiher drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off
the commode with that sure shot sure ta make
the bodies drop drop and don't copy yo don't call
this a co-op terror reigns drenching quenchin
the thirst of power dons that five sided fist-a-gon
tha rotten sore on the facde of mother 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
Weapons not food not clothes not shoes not need
just feed tha war cannibal animal I walk the corner to
the rubble that used to be a library line up outside the
mind's cemetary now what we don't know keeps
the contract's alive and movin they don't gotta
burn the boooks they just remove while arms
warehouses fill as quick as the cells
rally round the family
pocket full of shells
rally round the family
with a pocket full of shells
they rally round the family
with a pocket full of shells
come wit it now
BULLS ON PARADE
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