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Called his bluff and he died in vain
Hellfire is a mile that way
A cowboy wanna be john wayne
So man ended up in an early grave
A mother should've never had to bury her babe
Keep a loaded six-shooter on the side of my waist
'cause the sky full of vultures, the grass full of snakes
And goin' out sad, I promise I can't
Ayy, folks turned law 'cause they couldn't be gang
Was supposed to be brothers, now you givin' out names
How the fuck you give a statement and feel no way?
How could you live with yourself after seein' me hang?
And go ahead and run for the hills
You don't wanna know what we do to traitors 'round here
I will never live a life in chains
Waitin' for them to kick the chair from under my feet, oh
And I don't need a gun to do a drill
Bring a bottle of the strongest shit you got, we do the drill
Know some boys who work for nothin', just a bed and meal
And that's for real, I swear on god.
Had to grab the winnie, I ain't wanna be a stain
Know some people back home wanna see me front page
And the opps, they be lyin', said they made it home safe
Hit the same lick twice, he ain't even get a break
Last year, I was broke, but now I'm okay
Got the roof pulled back and the skies ain't gray
Got a call from my mama, said she love her new place
And for once in my lifetime, everything is straight.
And go ahead and run for the hills
You don't wanna know what we do to traitors 'round here
I will never live a life in chains
Waitin' for them to kick the chair from under my feet, oh
And I don't need a gun to do a drill
Bring a bottle of the strongest shit you got, we do the drill
Know some boys who work for nothin', just a bed and meal
And that's for real, I swear on god.
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