Bulls On Parade - Live, Mexico City, Mexico, October 28, 1999

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 co-op
 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
 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 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 tha cells
 Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells
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 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
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 Bulls on parade
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 Come wit it now!
 Come wit it now!
 Bulls on parade!
 Bulls on parade!
 Bulls on parade!
 Bulls on parade!
 Bulls on parade!