B U L L S O N P A R A D E
This microphone explodes, shattering
the molds
Ya 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-opt
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
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
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
Bulls on parade
WITHOUT A FACE
AGIN' THIS BOLO TIGHT ON THIS SOLO FLIGHTCAN'T FIGHT ALONE
FUNK THA TRACK MY VERBS FLY LIKE THA FAMILY STONE
THA PEN DEVILS SET THAT STAGE FOR THA WAR AT HOME
LOCKED WIT OUT A WAGE YA STANDIN' IN THA DROPZONE
THE CLOCKERS BORN STARIN' AT AN EMPTY PLATE
MOMMA'S TORN HANDS COVER HER SUNKEN FACE
WE HUNGRY BUT THEM BULLY FULL
THE STRUCTURE IS SET YA NEVA CHANGE IT WITH A BALLOT PULL
IN THA RUINS THERE'S A NETWORK FOR THA TOXIC ROCK
SCHOOL YARD TA PRECINT, SUBURB TA PROJECT BOOK
BOSSES BROKE SOUTH FOR NEW FLESH AND A FACTORY FLOOR
THE REMAINS LEFT CHAINED TO THE POWDER WAR
CAN'T WASTE A DAY WHEN THE NIGHT BRINGS A HEARSE
SO NOW I'M ROLLIN' DOWN RODEO WIT A
SHOT GUN THESE PEOPLE AIN'T SEEN A
BROWN SKIN MAN SINCE THEIR GRANDPARENTS BROUGHT ONE
BARE WITNESS TO THA SICKEST SHOT WHILE SUCKAS GET ROMANTIC
THEY GONNA SEND US CAMPIN' LIKE THEY DID MY MAN FRED HAMPTON
STILL WE LAMPIN' STILL CLOCKIN' DIRT FOR OUR SWEAT
A BALLOTS DEAD SO BULLETS WHAT I GET
A THOUSAND YEARS YOU HAD THA TOOLS
WE SHOULD BE TAKIN' EM'
fUCK THA G RIDE I WANT THE MACHINES THAT ARE MAKIN' EM
OUR TARGET STRAIGHT WIT A ROOM FULL OF ARMED PAWN TO
OFF THE KINGS OUT THAT WEST SIDE AT DAWN
THE RUNGS TORN FROM THE LADDER CAN'T REACH THE TUMOR
ONE GOD, ONE MARKET, ONE TRUTH, ONE CONSUMER
JUST A QUIET PEACEFUL DANCE
FOR THINGS WE WILL NEVER HAVE
ROLL RIGHT
LICK OFF THE SHOT MY STORIES SHOCK YA LIKE
ELLISON
MAIN LINE ADRENALINE GAZA TO TIENANMEN
FROM THE BASEMENT I'M DWELLIN' IN
I COCK BACK THE SLING
TO STONE A SETTLER AND BREAKS HIM OFF CLEAN
CALL ME THE UPSETTER
HERE COME THE HANDS ON THE LEASHES
THE CROSS, THE CAPITAL, THE PALE FAMILIES, THE
FEAR AND THE MOUTHPIECES
THE SINGLE SISTA LYNCH
THE CELL DOORS CRASH
AND THE MASTER'S DRUM ECHO
ROLL RIGHT
ROLL CALL
NOW WE'RE ALRIGHT
WE'RE ALL CLAM
THIS HITS LIKE FISTS
BOMB WITH THE LEFT AND DON'T MISS
WITH THE SICKEST STILO I SPARK FEAR IN THE PIGS
IN THE PARK
HEAD CRACK, I HIJACK THE PAPERS AND THE VAPORS
CAUGHT FIRE UP IN YOUR MIND
COME BACK, REWIND ONE TIME
HERE COME THE HANDS ON THE LEASHES
THE CROSS, THE CAPITAL, THE PALE FAMILIES, THE
FEAR AND THE MOUTHPIECES
THE SINGLE SISTA LYNCH
THE CELL DOOR CRASH
AND THE MASTER'S DRUMS ECHO
ROLL RIGHT
ROLL CALL
NOW WE'RE ALRIGHT
WE'RE ALL CALM
VIETNOW
Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour's my guillotine, crosses and kerosene
Merge on tha networks, slangin' nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang, let 'em hang
While tha paraniod try ta stuff tha void
Let's capture this AM mayhem
Undressed, and blessed by tha Lord
Tha power pendulum swings by tha umbilical cord
Shock around tha clock, from noon 'til noon
Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha womb
Terror's tha product ya push
Well I'm a truth addict, oh shit I gotta headrush
Sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats
Undressed and blessed by tha Lord
Tha same devil that ran around Managua wit a sword
Check out tha new style that Ollie found
I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down tha devil sound
Shut down tha devil sound
Tha program of Vietnow
Shut down tha devil sound
Turn on the radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on the radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour's my guillotine, crosses and kerosene
Flex tha cerebellum, fire, uh!
Somebody gotta shell 'em
These evil angels lists, hittin' tha AM playlist
Paid ta say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman
Tha one wit out a room
The transmissions wippin' our backs
Yeah, comin' down like bats from Stacy Coon
Terror's tha product ya push
Well I'm a truth addict, oh shit I gotta headrush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonator unwound
Ta shut down tha devil sound
Shut down tha devil sound
Check tha heads bow in vietnow
Shut down tha devil sound
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Radio, nah fuck it, turn it off
Fear is your only god on tha radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on tha radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour's my guillotine, crosses and kerosene
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
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