1 year ago

my name is Bret Rife
living my best life
in the Mo state lines
midwest side
not a paved road in sight
going 75 in my side by side
i bought a gun for my son when he turned 9
now he's out here shooting 9s
and automatic armalites

we on the grind
all the time
no 9 to 5
that's part-time
we don't comply
with the lies
of the state, they're out of their mind

I'm counter to culture
i can be vulgar
the system is dying, and I am the vulture
I'm chewing them up like a mulcher
got meat in my teeth, and I'm flossing
but I just ate mint from my garden
cuz I keep it fresh like squeezing an orange

I am just a hick in the woods
way back in the sticks is my hood
my ideology's opposite of Hollywood

we're shooting guns from our cabins
like cannons and castles
and frigates and captains
we are emptying mags and
we throw so much brass
that it covers the grass
so if someone trespasses
they run away fast and
they mark on their map
so they'll never come back

this a flyover state
might think i overstate it
but this is my land. i claim it
i put up my tent, I stake it
it might be rare, but I'll taste it
this is my home. I poured my foundation
no earthquaRke will shake it
this is my life. I'm not going to waste it
it's my ground. i rake it
I won't leave it's my bed I made it
I want peace in my head. I'm praying
I hope these thoughts are from the angels

and not from devil
I'm a keep living pedal to the metal
I slayed the dragon. I'm on a new level
I'm warping through space like a vessel
my soul's in my body that God will embezzle
one of my life like most living several

Keep in God’s word, be disciples indeed
And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

sometimes it's hard to make due
in this world of fake news
they'll propagandize you
they want you to stay glued
to that square tube
til you don't know what they say true
but I'll continue to say truth
cuz someday I will pay dues
when I break through
outside of this game cube
if anyone hates you
don't let their time waste you
spit out that bad taste chew
God’s the one who made you
so give him the praise, too
and i'll sing til my face blue

Keep in God’s word, be disciples indeed
And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

they can disprove me they told me
but this is Missouri, so show me
come try to debunk me
all I see are phonies
they're bots and their trolling
but I'm a keep posting
and making commotion
keep the truth in motion
it will survive in the depths of the oceans
it's strapped to my waste, and it keeps me floating
it holds me in place when I'm rocking and rolling
through life, and I'm hoping
to wake people up to the truth that God's holding
I am alive cuz im chosen
to go against the wind blowing
Find me at that fishing hole
when I'm rocking the boat
with a bite on my poll
until I hit the road
but I will provide for my loved ones