Bulls On Parade (triple j Like A Version)

Lyrics

[Intro] Come wit' it now Come wit' it now [Verse 1] The microphone explodes, shattering the mold Either drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off the commode With the sure shot, sure to make a body drop Drop and don't copy, yo, don't call this a co-op Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst Of the power don, that five-sided Fistagon The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger The triggers cold, empty your purse [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes No 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 cemetery, now What we don't know keep the contracts alive and moving They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells Rally 'round the family, pocket full of shells [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3] Listen Birds chirpin', dogs barkin', kids missin', milk cartons Soul dark as black markets, war is startin', more is sparkin' Glory prophets praise Muhammad "Diff'rent Strokes," Philip Drummond Gave me crack, like I'm plumbin', Jesus Christ, second comin' Cut myself, now I'm numbin', never scared, never runnin' Chosen one, I'm one hunnid, pray for me, pray for London Guilty me, he ain't done and gun me down, all for nothin' Precedent in abundance, president is a puppet Gotta hate it, gotta love it, pass a class, I rise above it Wise enough, advise the public, pistol bust, screamin', "Fuck it" Donald Trump, Donald Duck, what the fuck is the difference? Now, we stuck in a rut, this ain't what I envisioned What is what? What is guts when you don't have intuition? Not a saint, not a sin, tell me, what's my real religion? Genocide, Genesis, they say it's a new beginning I'm a sinner, you a sinner, I can see the devil grinning [Chorus] 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 [Outro] Come wit' it now Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade