We hold these truths, roll up these packs Got liberty lit and the rifle intact Life, freedom, burners and sacks Declaration of Domination, we never look back ⸻ Verse 1 (0:00–0:50): When in the course of human events, It’s time to light up, fight back, and never repent. Rights unalienable, I’m takin’ my hit, With a Draco on deck and a God-given spliff. Got that Ice Cream Cake and a Constitution, Revolution rollin’ up a war solution. Foundin’ fathers smokin’ on Founder’s Reserve, With a Mossberg pump and a nation to serve. My pursuit of happiness? That’s a bag of gelato, Mag loaded, eyes red, swervin’ out the grotto. This declaration ain’t signed in ink, It’s blood, smoke, and brass shells clinkin’ in the sink. ⸻ Hook (0:50–1:20): We hold these truths, roll up these packs Got liberty lit and the rifle intact Life, freedom, burners and sacks Declaration of Domination, we never look back ⸻ Verse 2 (1:20–2:10): Independence lit like a hemp wick flame, AR-15 named Freedom, she don’t play games. Loaded with that Sour D, mind on defiance, And a semi-auto clause in my weed alliance. Jefferson blazin’ with the pen in hand, Now we twistin’ Liberty OG by the fan. Tyrants fall when the people inhale, That Biscotti hit hard like a .50 cal shell. A government that don’t rep the stoned and armed, Deserves to be flipped, gas mask and alarms. No taxation on my ounce or clip, We dump tea in the water then we take that trip. ⸻ Hook (2:10–2:40): We hold these truths, roll up these packs Got liberty lit and the rifle intact Life, freedom, burners and sacks Declaration of Domination, we never look back ⸻ Verse 3 (2:40–3:30): Now let it be known to the global stage, We the high and the strapped, and we break that cage. I pledge allegiance to the blunt in my hand, And the smoke signals risin’ like we takin’ the land. Cookies in the chamber, wax on the bill, Cannons in the cut like I’m ready to kill. AR with a scope, and a vision so clean, Like a leaf on a document signed by the green. Liberty’s torch lit by OG Kush, We reload rights every time that we push. Don’t tread on me while I roll this eighth, Or this .223 gon’ preach my faith. ⸻ Hook (3:30–4:00): We hold these truths, roll up these packs Got liberty lit and the rifle intact Life, freedom, burners and sacks Declaration of Domination, we never look back ⸻ Verse 4 (4:00–5:00): It’s my right to toke, my right to tote, My right to burn this cherry to the root of the roach. Got a Glock 19 and a pound in the safe, Both keep the feds and the fakes in place. Every grievance got a strain attached, This Wedding Cake pairs well with a tactical patch. Signed my John Hancock with a puff of the Jet Fuel, Then sprayed the block like the rebels in the French duel. The tree of liberty gotta be watered, With the fire from a clip and a Backwood charter. So let the tyrants hear that flame ignite, Cause we the stoned militia and we fightin’ for rights. ⸻ Hook (5:00–5:30): We hold these truths, roll up these packs Got liberty lit and the rifle intact Life, freedom, burners and sacks Declaration of Domination, we never look back ⸻ Final Verse (5:30–6:00): Let these words ring like gunshots in air, We the loudest in the room with that stoner’s glare. From Pineapple Express to Banana OG, We writin’ new laws in a cloud of tree. With unity lit in a shotgun shell, We the nation reborn from the smoke and the smell. So roll one up, load that mag, take aim, We declare domination in the new world’s name.
