Le clip de Bulls on Parade, une de mes chansons préférées de ce groupe!
Riff 1 : Come wit' it now! (x2)
Couplet 1 : This microphone explodes,
Shattering the molds
Ya either drop tha hits like De La O or get tha
Fuck off tha comode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make ya
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
Refrain : They rally round tha family
With pockets full of shells
(x4)
Couplet 2 : Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes,
Not need, just feed tha 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 the family, pockets full of shells
Refrain
Riff 2 : Bulls on Parade
(solo)