Enduring Freedom

Voices

Gun to my head, I’m willing to admit
There’s a certain sickness in my brain that I wish I could quit.

But I don’t have a choice. I never did.
I was moulded by someone who should have never had a kid.

She’d tell you she tried her hardest, that she did as best she could, 
but I know because I was there that you’re fucking liar.

I was born with smoke in my lungs from a forest fire.
And I’ll die with smoke in my lungs just trying to get higher.

I was raised in fear, and I was raised in anger.
My teenage years are a repeating loop of the twin towers.

It’s a simple matter of fact how my neurons are wired,
How certain parts of my brain light up when others are fired.

I was trained for violence, given a thirst I could not slake.
You can see it in my eyes, I was built for hate.

You’re next on my list, we have a blind date.
You can run all you want, but you can’t outrun fate.
I don’t want you to suffer. I promise to make it quick.
In the back of the head like an animal that’s sick.
Like an animal that’s gone rabid, a danger to others.
I’ve got one thing to live for, so say goodbye to your mothers.

They don’t teach you real history because they don’t want you to know.
How evil this god damned country has been from the get-go.

We brought a sickness to this land and it wasn’t just in the blankets.
Earth, fire, wind, water, Captain Planet died of cancer.

Watching history repeat with no way to stop it.
Nazis marching in the streets because of the first amendment.

This is what “too late” looks like, so smile for the camera.
This is how Berlin felt before the beginning of their era.

Democrats tripping over themselves to arm the next Hitler.
Off to brunch in their Kias built with refugee child labor.

Life’s been rough and it’s taught me some lessons.
Some things are worth fighting for and that means violence.

No evil person has ever thought that their actions were wrong.
A vote for a “lesser evil” is how you get in my song.

I spit in the face of cowards. I’ll follow you and slash your tires.
The noose slips upward as it tightens and I’m tugging at my collar.

Road trip to the houses of every governor of every state.
Taking a tour of America because I was built for hate.

Look at what they’ve done to others in the name of their lord.
And you wonder why they cling to a god who will forgive them?
And you wonder why they peddle it to the poor?
And you wonder what guides their decisions?
And you wonder why they push it in prisons?
And you wonder why they send missionaries to the countries that they destroyed?
And you wonder why they forced these chains on the people that they enslaved?
And you wonder why they hide their history in shame?

I… I can’t believe this is the country I was sent to war for.
I blink my eyes and it’s looking more war torn.

These fucking monsters in power know their time is up.
Walk into congress, look them in their eyes, and shoot the place up.

Their brains are gone, already loaded with lead.
Keep pumping away until you know that every one of them is dead.

And if any of them are still alive, spitting and stuttering,
Drown them in their own blood and leave their corpses sputtering.

Lil Lacky