These Are the Weapons (Remix) ft. D.Cure Lyrics

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Locked, cocked, and loaded

Bullets are flying

People are dying

These are the weapons that I go to war with

These are the weapons that I like to kill with

Why you walking a gray line?

Better yet, call them up, give a call sign

Call a 9-line, get them' out, this ain't military, it's our baseline

This about our citizens, all kinds

You don't know what you're getting into I

Wanna warn you, 2A ain't got limits to it

Test them, go through with it, do it

This for the veterans watching the fall of the land and the country they fought for and know

This for the fathers protecting their family, protecting they home

This for the parents that say "not my child," and fighting the world while they're keeping them whole

This for the patriots showing devotion, taking oaths on foreign, domestic, unknown

This for my wife, this for my son

This for a people who's too brave to run

It runs in our veins, the stars stay up front

Assaulting our enemies, they never learn

My job as a father, protecting what's mine

So I carry my weapon and hold to it tight

Don't you look at us like you're confused at the sight

Of a bunch of Americans practicing rights

If you ever try to breach the home land

You better button up on your plan

Yeah I'll introduce you to my Uncle Sam

Got a lethal fighting force of brave men

But if all fails, know in my hands

Got a 45 and on my lamp stand

Got a Bible laying, flesh or demons

No one's ever getting close to my fam, oh no

M-249

Locked, cocked, and loaded

Ammo depleted

Never defeated

These are the weapons that I go to war with

These are the weapons that I like to kill with

I know there's a reason I trained for this

I know the enemy is enormous

I hold to my rifle and I won't miss

Nearly mind blown, hid in my soul, now I know this

I'm not at war with a person at all, I know the real enemy

He's been a friend of me, seizing a memory with this venom he sent to me

You plead for identity, you won't find it here, this world has no remedy

Picked up a Bible, 'cause I know survival's inside and I'm blind to the one up ahead of me

He will steal, kill, then he'll destroy

No one around you wonder what is joy?

You'll be so drunk, you're not potty trained

And you'll find out that you are no big boy

The next morning you get a big toy

But it won't even work on him

The best way to hurt him

Is follow the Lord, it'll really start irking him

Find him resurfacing every time you make a choice for the better

You will get stronger each time you deny him, just hold it together

I've got an AR at arm's reach but I don't really need it

The only thing I need a grasp on is how to be more like Jesus