Lyrics

They took my kids ‘cause I spoke my mind,
Not with bullets, but bars that won’t toe the line.
Said I’m dangerous ‘cause I teach my own,
But the danger’s in a world where the truth’s unknown.

I ain’t break when they broke in my home,
Just dropped to my knees, cried out to the Throne.
You think takin’ my blood gonna silence this song?
I was built for the war—I’ve been fightin’ all along.

I don’t need their platform, I don’t need their stage,
I need the Rock, and the fire, and a holy rage.
They say I’m unfit ‘cause I won’t comply?
Then I guess I’m a problem ‘til the day I die.

You can take my rights, take my name, take my sleep,
But I won’t give you my silence—you won’t take my speech.
My kids gon’ know that I fought with my spine,
And when the smoke clears, they’ll say “That man was mine.”


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[Chorus]

You can take my house, take my name, take my blood,
But you won’t take my voice, I was born from the flood.
Tried to chain my heart, tried to break my spine,
But I walk with the cross and the fire’s still mine.

You can call me a threat, say I’m outta control,
But I’d rather die free than let you buy my soul.
Yeah, you tried to erase me, but I still won’t fold—
I’m a father, I’m a soldier, I was carved in the cold.

(You won’t…)
Take my truth. Take my kids. Take my stand.
(You won’t…)
Mute my faith. Burn my flag. Cut my brand.
(You won’t…)
Kill the fire when the Lord's in command.
This ain’t your story to write—I’M STILL THE MAN.


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[Verse 2]

I held my son in the court room glare,
Judge lookin’ down like I shouldn’t even care.
But I raised that boy, wiped his tears, taught him fight,
Now you want to tell me I ain’t got that right?

I homeschooled truth when the schools fed lies,
Taught him how to pray, how to sharpen his eyes.
Taught him how to load Scripture like clips,
So he’d shoot down devils with Holy Ghost lips.

But now I’m “extreme”—‘cause I’m armed and I’m wise?
But you roll out drag shows for elementary eyes?
Nah, I ain't the threat—it’s the silence you breed,
While the wolves dress in rainbow and call it “freedom to read.”

You poke at the lion, now the roar gets loud,
I don’t bow to the mob or blend with the crowd.
I’m not radical—I’m a father at war,
And I bleed for my babies like Christ at the door.


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[Chorus]

You can take my house, take my name, take my blood,
But you won’t take my voice, I was born from the flood.
Tried to chain my heart, tried to break my spine,
But I walk with the cross and the fire’s still mine.

You can call me a threat, say I’m outta control,
But I’d rather die free than let you buy my soul.
Yeah, you tried to erase me, but I still won’t fold—
I’m a father, I’m a soldier, I was carved in the cold.

(You won’t…)
Take my truth. Take my kids. Take my stand.
(You won’t…)
Mute my faith. Burn my flag. Cut my brand.
(You won’t…)
Kill the fire when the Lord's in command.
This ain’t your story to write—I’M STILL THE MAN.


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[Bridge]

Let the devil come close, I got angels on post,
Got the Spirit on