[Intro — spoken] You call it permission. I call it submission. You call it compliance. I call it a line. Freedom was never yours to give. Come and take it. --- [Verse 1] I worked these hands down to the bone, Built what I have and made it my own. My house, my land, my blood, my name, You don't get ownership by making a claim. You print the paper, write the decree, Stamp your seal and call it authority. But ink on paper don't make wrong right, And a badge don't turn darkness into light. You want the gold inside my safe? Say it's “for order,” say it's “for the State.” My grandfather heard that story before— They called it law when they took his store. [Pre-Chorus] I don't need your blessing. I don't need your permit. What is mine is mine— And I'm damn well gonna defend it. [Chorus] COME AND TAKE IT. If you think it's yours, come and claim it. COME AND TAKE IT. Freedom ain't a license you can terminate. Hell no— you won't take my AR-15. Won't make a subject out of me. My life. My home. My labor. My property. You say surrender. I say: COME AND TAKE IT. --- [Verse 2] No victim, no crime, but you tow my ride, Stack up the fines and call theft justified. A camera flashes, a letter arrives, Now somehow you own what I worked to buy? Miss your property tax? Now they want your home. Funny kind of ownership when you rent it from the throne. You didn't build it. You didn't earn it. You didn't sweat beneath that sun. But every year you send a bill like somehow you're the one Who owns the roof, the dirt below, the wheels, the wage, the seeds I sow. I know exactly what I own. And it ain't yours. --- [Chorus] COME AND TAKE IT. Bring your paperwork and frame it. COME AND TAKE IT. Calling theft a law don't change it. Hell no— you won't take my AR-15. My right to stand ain't yours to screen. My life. My home. My labor. My property. You say surrender. I say: COME AND TAKE IT. --- [Breakdown] Freedom isn't granted. Freedom is possessed. Rights don't come from rulers. They exist before the rest. The legitimate needs no permission. The innocent needs no excuse. And ownership that disappears when someone threatens you— was never ownership at all. --- [Bridge — building] You can call me difficult. Call me ungovernable. Call me anything you please. But I was born a human being, not a numbered government lease. I won't ask permission to speak. I won't ask permission to live. I won't thank you for returning half of what you never had the right to take or give. My dignity ain't regulated. My conscience ain't for sale. And if freedom only survives when authority approves— then freedom already failed. --- [Final Chorus — huge] COME AND TAKE IT. ⚔️ Yeah, come and try to claim it. COME AND TAKE IT. Your decree will never make you own it. Hell no— you won't take my AR-15. You won't turn a free man to a machine. My gold. My home. My car. My property. My voice. My choice. My sovereignty. Freedom isn't something you hand back to me. I never gave it to you. So if you came for what is mine— COME. AND. TAKE. IT. [Outro — spoken] No victim. No crime. No consent. No legitimacy. Freedom is not a permit. And what is mine is not yours to give me permission to keep—
