Bulls on Parade lyrics

Come wit it now!

Come wit it now!

The microphone explodes, shattering the molds

Etither 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-opt

Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons

That five sided fist-a-gon

That rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger

The triggers cold, empty ya purse!

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

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 tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library line

up to the 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

While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells

They rally round the family! With pockets 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!

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells!

Bulls on parade!

Bulls on parade!

Bulls on parade!

Bulls on parade!

Bulls on parade!

• Artist:Rage Against the Machine
• Album:Evil Empire