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letra de outlaw - boondox

n-body move i got the six shooter fully loaded,
finger like an automatic, bout ta let it f-ckin go,
and take a bunch of lives, and i ain’t leavin till i hit tha door,
make a wrong move and watch these sh-ll cases h-t tha floor.
an outlaw on tha open range, and just like jesse james,
i rob these fools for change a psychopathic ombre with a price on my melon,
but takin money from b-tches and sendin they spirits to heaven.
i’m on an all black horse and in an all black cap,
my pistol stay bad luck just like an all black cat
and i ain’t playin with you mutherf-ckas, empty out tha drawers
take all the cheddar out the safe and i’ll be out tha f-ckin door.

[chorus:]
six shooter on my side, i ma ride, they ain’t never takin me alive, they never takin me alive
this is a life of an outlaw, hustlin, stealin, killin and they never gunna get caught
six shooter on my side, i ma ride, they ain’t never takin me alive, they never takin me alive
this is a life of an outlaw, hustlin, stealin, killin and they never gunna get caught

cold blooded murderra, wanted, f-ckin price on my head
so high they had ta file a chapter 7
see my face on every corner, don’t you bring him back alive
watch the tumbleweed hit tha streets soon as i arrived
time ta hit up tha saloon, shoot tha dude behind tha bar
grabbed a whole thing of whiskey, then i lit up a cigar
time for scopin out a ho i need to get my d-ck sucked
i been ridin all day and now some hookers gettin f-cked
i seen a b-tch upon the stage and she was packin huge jugs
up tha stairs by hair then i beat tha p-ssy up
she started screamin like a demon, put tha barrel in her mouth
shot a load in her face and then i blew her f-ckin brains out…

marshalls on my -ss, the lynch mob on to my trail,
just one thing upon they minds and that’s for sendin me ta h-ll
in an old pine box with no return stamped on tha top
it’s gonna be a shoot em’ up son, duck ya head, hear tha shots pop
i can’t say nuttin for tha people i killed, my name carved up in a rock a hole dug in boot hill
dis gonna be the f-ckin day cause i can feel it in my bones,
twenty men with twenty guns about ta send my -ss home
grab tha winchester, and it’s on just like a switch,
now they taking many shots and i ain’t dying like no b-tch
bullets h-t me with precision, they won’t get ta see me fall
bustin m-th-rf-cking caps, pick em off screamin outlaw

six shooter on my side, i ma ride, they ain’t never takin me alive, never gunna get caught [x4]
never gunna get caught [x2]
outlaw

- boondox

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