I Don’t Kneel to Men or Mercy

“I don’t pray — I negotiate.”

They built their towers, I burned mine down, Traded faith for a darker crown. Ain’t no preacher saved my soul, I made my peace in a bullet hole.

I don’t kneel to men or mercy, Ain’t no saint gon’ set me free. I learned the law of pain and power, And both still bow to me.

I’ve seen truth crawl on its knees, Beggin’ liars for a little peace. But I walk proud through fire and fear, ‘Cause hell sounds better when I steer.

If heaven calls, let it ring, I got devils who still sing. They play my tune when the world gets mean — Steel strings and gasoline.

I don’t kneel to men or mercy, My blood’s my own decree. You can crown your gods and prophets, But none outrank me.

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