Текст песни RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - Bulls On Parade, слова песни RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE

Текст песни RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - Bulls On Parade

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Текст песни RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - Bulls On Parade

This microphone explode, shatteringThe moldsYa eighter drop tha hits like de la o or get thaFuck off tha commodeWit tha sure shot, sure ta make thaBodies dropDrop an don't copy yo, don't call this( )A co-optTerror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst ofTha power donsThat five sided fist-a-gonTha rotten sore on the face of mother earth getsBiggerTha triggers cold empty ya purseThey rally round tha familyWith pockets full of shellsWeapons not food, not homes, not shoesNot need, just feed tha war canibal animalI walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a

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Bulls On Parade

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