Bulls on Parade

Yo
B-Light
Dave
Come wit it now
A lil different Now

I'm Feelin wreckless
Let put down the arms
Like I'm sick of flexin
Been respected I construct my verse in every millisecond
Hear the message I bring to the masses when I spit a setlist

Breath

I'm feel I'm destined to show the greatness within the Essence

The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop the hits like de la O or you can step off tha commode
With tha sure shot, and it's sure ta make the bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op
While the Terror rains drenchin
quenchin' tha thirst
Of tha power dons
that five sided Fist-a-gon
The rotten sore on tha face of Mother Earth gets bigger
The trigger's cold, empty your purse
While they

Rally 'round the family
If you can b
with a pocket full of shells
And I feel it in my cells

Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
walk tha corner to tha rubble, that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery
What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin
They don't gotta burn tha books, they remove 'em
arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally round my family,pocket full of shells

This a just a bunch of words I don't have to write down
I'm a king think twice if you touching my crown
I'm feel like all the peasants shouldn't walk on my ground
See my presence is a present when I Rap the mic round
Yeah it's pretty shocking but I try to find ground
I'm a dog you'd be lucky to escape from
Escape from my pound
Escape all the mistakes from the wisdom I've found
This what I create you ain't taking my sound

Come with it now
Come with it now
Bulls on parade!
!Bulls on parade!
!Bulls on parade!
!Bulls on parade!
!Bulls on parade!
!Bulls on parade!