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letra de outlaw - king gordy

[verse 1]
i woke up new to this midwestern fl!ck
got clips that’ll rip your thin chest to bits
rest in p-ss, my objective? get the sheriff hit
i don’t where he lives, or if he’s there with his kids
grab the metal and put several in what he’s wearing then
grab the chevrolet, bury him with his next of kin
swear i’m the devil, i’m just a rebel with weaponsmith
and weapons for protection against n-ggas on petty sh-t
never took a righteous path
i’m a crook, a psychopath, without a jason or michael mask
whеn behind the mask, i’m at a bank inside with mags
don’t you play whеre you hide the cash
safe to say that my life is bad
but exciting, i like it, i think i was made for fighting the best
police, oh please! your laws ain’t made for me
you know me! we outlaws and we came here to k!ll you

[chorus]
he’s an outlaw! (an outlaw)
on the run! (on the run)
he has nothing but his trusty horse and his gun
(he’s got a gun)
he’s an outlaw! (an outlaw)
on the run! (on the run)
he has nothing but his trusty horse and his gun
(his trusty horse and his gun)
[verse 2]
when the sun’s up, the guns up, accurate aim
when the sun’s down, the guns out to damage your brain
you cough a lung, tongues cut, back is in pain
such a dumb f-ck with dumb luck, we practice at range
’cause we are k!llers, we’ll come to your private estate, take hostages
got indian squadrons, our men and moccasins
walking in your home, took every dollar you own
then gone the other colonies, obviously for the gold
we are cold, we digging dirt on other peoples estate
all because my people wanna eat steak
tired of pork and beans roasting on an open fire
if you got what i need then i’m just gon’ open fire
can’t watch ’em bleed, i’m fleeing while he slowly dies off
jump on my white horse, the cavalry’s after me, i gotta ride up north
so they won’t capture me and shackle me
i’ll draw the revolver rapidly, it’s massive casualties, he’s an…

[chorus]
he’s an outlaw! (an outlaw)
on the run! (on the run)
he has nothing but his trusty horse and his gun
(he’s got a gun)
he’s an outlaw! (an outlaw)
on the run! (on the run)
he has nothing but his trusty horse and his gun
(his trusty horse and his gun)
[verse 3]
i’ve deserted from deserts, careful from being murdered or arrested
i certainly expect it from all the people i’ve murdered in texas
i’m rowdy, cussing, i’m itching and looking for beef
bounty hunters combing the midwest, looking for me
i’m a crook, i’m a thief, a homicidal maniac
he looks like a demon, our time is vital, bring him back
dead or alive, preferably dead, shoot his
head or his spine, make sure that he’s dead
my face is posted up in all 12 of the states
some say h-ll awaits, some say i shall escape
but i was born an outlaw, i’ll die an outlaw!
i’m firing off all my rounds off ’til i fall
i’m down for a showdown, i’ll draw then ride off
injured but still living, to k!ll them at nightfall
but if they ever get to me, bury me with my gun in my hand
and my horse next to me, i’m a motherf-cking…!

- king gordy

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