Fightin' and Surviving

'Cause you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run, cause we the ole boys that was raised on AKs, ARs and Shotguns; We say grace, we say amen, if you ain't into that we don't give a damn, fucking ZOG



I'd love to spit some beechnut in that jew's eye and shoot him down with my .45

We can skin a nigger buck and run a truck bomb, country boy can survive.