Here's my homie trying to be patriotic

Wanna fight for Uncle Sam, so he dropped out of college

Looking back at his friends, like you're not gonna follow?

Then you're not a real American, you're heart is all hollow

He enlisted, and in a couple of months was trained

Jumped up on a plane with what Uncle pumped in his brain

Dehumanize the enemy, accept you're there to set them free

That's an oxymoron B, and that's why they're not sending me

So my homie's at his post, his eyes are never closed

He needs to recognize what's coming up this pebble road

This one time he sees a van that he doesn't know

And feels this is a place that van doesn't need to go

So as they get closer, his gun is out his holster

He's doing what he's told to, spewing like a cobra

The van is full of women, children, civilians

But that doesn't stop his trigger finger from killing

He spit his whole clip, tore the van a new ceiling

And then yells out to see if anyone's still living

Out comes a mom, shaken cause her son

Was killed in front of her eyes, so was her husband

Kill 'Em all



Kill 'Em

f**king kill 'em

Kill 'em already

Kill 'em



f**king kill 'em

f**king kill 'em

Kill 'em already

Kill 'em



f**king kill 'em

f**king kill 'em

Kill 'em already

Kill 'em



f**king kill 'em

f**king kill 'em

Kill 'em already

Kill 'em



In his last letter home, he told her it was close

To the time he'd be getting back, but when he didn't know

On extended stay, baby daughter on the way

And they, were supposed to have been married last May

He was called on by his country, put him in a Humvee

Go to the Middle East, police the tired, poor, and hungry

On his last patrol he saw something in the road

But couldn't stop in time before that something would explode

A homemade device, made to take a life

Made by a man who already lost his son and wife

Made by a man whose homeland had payed the price

Of an occupation in the name of the stars and stripes

We see it every night, read it every morning

More terrorists to fight, the war must keep going

When so easy we forget, the true cause and effect

What do you tell a daughter who lost a dad that she never met?

Kill 'Em all!



To the troops that are dying for patriotism

Understand you're being used, and raped by the system

Supposedly the heroes, but they make you the victim

Strip you of your humanity, and force you to Kill 'Em

In the religion of capitalism

Civilian life can't compare to the stacks of a million

Bucks contracted to build back up a village

That was destroyed by Haliburton's thousand pound Missiles

If only life were a string, of simple yes and no

Just good vs. evil, no middle of the road

No riddles to decode, maybe then we'd be free

From constraints used to shape and polarize our beliefs

But truth is convoluted, and propaganda's thick

Find yourself at a crossfire when public opinion splits

Find yourself at a loss for any description that fits

Find yourself with a heart torn, and ripped into tiny bits