Kill 'Em

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, your 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, except you're there to set him 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 killin'
He spit his whole clip, tore the van a new ceiling
And then yells out to see if anyone's still living
And out comes a mom, shaking 'cause her son
Was killed in front of her eyes, so was her husband
Kill 'em all

Kill 'em, fucking kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Fucking kill 'em, fucking kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Fucking kill 'em, fucking kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Fucking kill 'em, fucking 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 a son and wife
Made by a man whose homeland had paid the price
Of an occupation in the name of the stars and stripes
We hear 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

Kill 'em, fucking kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Fucking kill 'em, fucking kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Fucking kill 'em, fucking kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Fucking kill 'em, fucking kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em

Hold on, hold on
Come on, brother, my gun
Hold, hold on, hold on
Come on, brother, my gun
Hold on, hold on
Come on, brother, my gun
Hold on, hold on
Come on, brother, my gun

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 a victim
Strip you of your humanity and force you to kill 'em
In the religion of capitalism
Civilian life can't compare to the stack of a million
Bucks contracted to build back up a village
That was destroyed by Halliburton's thousand pound missiles
If only life were a string, a simple yes and no's
Just good verse 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 in 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

Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em
Kill 'em already, kill 'em