Released: February 15, 2019

Songwriter: Denzel Curry Rage Against the Machine

Producer: ​triple j

[Intro]
Come with it now!
Come with it now!

[Verse 1]
The microphone explodes, shattering the mold
Either drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off the commode
With the sure shot, sure to make a body drop
Drop and don't copy, yo, don't call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst
Of the power don, that five-sided Fistagon
The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger
The triggers cold, empty your purse

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes
No 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 keep the contracts alive and moving
They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally 'round the family, pocket full of shells

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 3]
Listen, birds chirpin', dogs barkin', kids missin', milk cartons
Soul dark as black markets, war is startin', more is sparkin'
Glory prophets praise Muhammad
"Diff'rent Strokes," Philip Drummond
Gave me crack, like I'm plumbin', Jesus Christ, second comin'
Cut myself, now I'm numbin', never scared, never runnin'
Chosen one, I'm one hunnid, pray for me, pray for London
Guilty me, he ain't done and gun me down, all for nothin'
Precedent in abundance, president is a puppet
Gotta hate it, gotta love it, pass a class, I rise above it
Wise enough, advise the public, pistol bust, screamin', "Fuck it"
Donald Trump, Donald Duck, what the fuck is the difference?
Now, we stuck in a rut, this ain't what I envisioned
What is what? What is guts when you don't have intuition?
Not a saint, not a sin, tell me, what's my real religion?
Genocide, Genesis, they say it's a new beginning
I'm a sinner, you a sinner, I can see the devil grinning

[Chorus]
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!

[Outro]
Come with it now!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!

Denzel Curry

Denzel Rae Don Curry was born in Carol City, Florida on February 16, 1995. He is of Bahamian and Native American descent.

He started rapping in 6th grade and frequently challenged others to rap battles at a local Boys & Girls club. He attended Miami’s Design And Architecture High School for his first two years of high school before being expelled. He went onto attend Carol City High School while he worked on what would become his debut album, Nostalgic 64.

Throughout 2011-2012, he posted various amateur mixtapes on SoundCloud and DatPiff such as King Remembered in 2011 and Strictly For my R.V.I.D.X.R.Z in 2012, which grabbed the attention of Earl Sweatshirt.