Outlaw

Album cover art for "Outlaw" by King Gordy

King Gordy - Rap

Outlaw

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[Verse 1] I woke up new to this Midwestern flick Got clips that'll rip your thin chest to bits Rest In Piss, my objective? Get the sheriffs 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 shovel then, bury him with his next of kin Swear I'm the devil, I'm just a rebel with weaponsmith And weapons for protection against niggas on petty shit 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 badge Police, oh please! Your laws ain't made for me You know me! We outlaws and we came here to kill 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) 'Cause 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 up, tongues cut, back is in pain Such a dumb fuck with dumb luck, we practice at range 'Cause we are killers, we'll come to your private estate, take hostages Got Indian squadrons, our men in 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, 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) 'Cause 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 twelve of the states Some say Hell 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 kill 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 motherfucking...! [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) 'Cause 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)

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  • King Gordy