Justin Tocket - Not in My House lyrics

I'm a son of the south Who heard that word too much growing up Something down in my soul knew That was a stove you shouldn't touch All that hate, all that shame, all that anger, all that pain Redneck racist, hip hop rapper Or some kid using it just for laughter Not in my house, not from my mouth I'm gonna sing for the souls who get kicked around Words aren't a weapon just to cut you down Not In my house There's a guy on the street with a sign that says “God hates f*gs” and that's so wrong And it crushes my soul to see evil burn so strong Stones and sticks, politics The devil holds your coat while you get in your licks Why do we think so small when God's so big Not in my house, not from my mouth I'm gonna sing for the souls that get kicked around Words shouldn't be a weapon just to cut you down Not In my house Tonight I own this stage And me and this six string machine Are gonna k** some hate ‘Cause you don't talk to my friends that way You don't talk to my brother that way And you damn sure don't talk to my daughter that way Not in my house, not from my mouth Not on my watch, not when I'm around Words aren't a weapon just to cut a woman down Not in my house, not from my mouth I'm gonna sing for the souls that get kicked around Words shouldn't ve a weapon just to cut you down Not In my house