Guns And Freedom

"A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed."

Papa was a pistol (uh), I'm a son of a gun (yeah)
I ain't never gonna be the type to live my life on the run (nah)
I'd rather die figthing than [?] (right)
So if you're willing to take it there consider it done (yeah)
This is for them [?]
Anyone who works for a living, not those [?] motherfuckers (fuck 'em)
This for the [?] and cigarettes
Daylight-to-wake-up men

Yeah, we all stand for the same thing like legs on a tripod (woo)
Going against the grain if the grain goes against our God (yeah)
Sowing seeds in the rain and hope our future won't dry rot (woo)
Been covering it with freedom, don't try to reap our plot

I was raised country strong
Momma taught me right from wrong
But daddy was a pistol
So I got some rebel in my bones (whoa-whoa-oh-oh)
I don't want what's yours, no (I don't want what's yours)
And I ain't never asked for much (ain't never asked for much)
But if you wanna come and get some
I'll die beside my freedom and guns (come on)

Just a young buck being raised up tough (yeah)
Brought up working my own garden and making my own luck (uh)
Tending to my own problems and fixing my own truck (yeah)
So handouts get turned down 'cause I don't want none (at all)
This cross necklace [?] Jesus led me through many storms (right?)
But I still wrestled with restlessness from lessons that left me torn (uh)
I guess the messages they keep sending should've been [?] (uh)
But the threats of coming to get my guns kinda gets a bit boring (yawn...)

And I was snoring on it till the Texas Senator this morning said
"Hell yes, we're taking your AK"
Wait, you and what army? Sorry
My liberties won't be seized by no convicted thief (yeah)

I was raised country strong
Momma taught me right from wrong
But daddy was a pistol
So I got some rebel in my bones (whoa-whoa-oh-oh)
I don't want what's yours, no (I don't want what's yours)
And I ain't never asked for much (ain't never asked for much)
But if you wanna come and get some
Ill die beside my freedom and guns

I was raised country strong
Momma taught me right from wrong
But daddy was a pistol
So I got some rebel in my bones (whoa-whoa-oh-oh)
I don't want what's yours, no (I don't want what's yours)
And I ain't never asked for much (ain't never asked for much)
But if you wanna come and get some ill die beside my freedom and guns