Rage Against the Machine
Rage Against the Machine - Pocket Full Of Shells songtekst
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Come wit it now! Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shatterin' the molds Either drop the hits like de la O, or get the fuck off the commode Wit the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop Drop an don't copy you, don't call this a co-op Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst of the power dons That five sided fist-a-gon The rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger The triggers cold empty your purse Rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library Line up to the mind cemetery now What we don't know, keeps the contracts alive an movin' They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shells Rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Come wit it now! Come wit it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!