Lyrics:
and omnivores
both claiming my life
raised by the recklessness, grown up so far from grace
I carry a burden from the cradle till I die
growing up with outlaw
and omnivores
both claiming my life
raised by the recklessness, grown up so far from grace
I carry a burden from the cradle till I die
growing up with outlaw
the clock
Violent gaijin no holdes barred
Outlaw from Hell
Death by Lariat
Death by Lariat
Death by Lariat
Death by Lariat - oh yeah!
This old man from
for you has grown
But somewhere in my heart I know
Day by day it takes its toll on me
Oh, this will be the death of me
Though I fight all that I feel
the loud noise (yeah)
We black outlaws, opposite of the Proud Boys
Comin' on horseback, mission to bring the boss back (mh)
Came to kill shit, tell 'em
(Yeah)
Two times for them bitches in the South Shore (Whoa)
Three times for them days on the block
Gettin' chased by the cops like a motherfuckin'
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your daddy, he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your daddy, he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
And its jumping from the free throw
Like MJ
Sees nothing pass by
Like Steve and Pass
Say boy you lightning fast
On the Utah Jazz
Like Dr. J shorts
My
criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trial by fire, setting fire
It's not a way that's meant
OK corral OK corral
There the outlaw band make their final stand
OK corral
Oh my dearest one must die
Lay down my gun or take the chance
posse on my tail cause I'm in demand
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself - without nobody
The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
The air is
An outlaw on the run,
On this side of the sun.
I hoped I'd be a champion
And live without a care
I thought I'd change the world,
Make it just and fair
think I see
But I think I see the outlaw the one they call the Brute
Ridden by a cowboy in a continental suit
The Brute came to a standstill ashamed
Got a good feeling
When she walks by
Got to move closer
She makes me high
The touch of her body
I feel next to mine
Every action
Moving in
When the two sevens clash (it dread)
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How
When the two sevens clash (it dread)
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How
When the two sevens clash (it dread)
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How
There's not much a man can do inside a prison
Just take his memory trips and fights the pain
And a word from home can mean so much to a prisoner
There's not much a man can do inside a prison
Just take his memory trips and fights the pain
And a word from home can mean so much to a prisoner
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How beautiful it used to be
a soldier steady and true
Relentlessly trudging along
And time takes no prisoners
Nothing but time marches on
Time is a weapon, it's cold and it's cruel
first independence day
They've been trying to kill us
I'm just writing like Hemingway
Lines that get flagged by the NSA
Not to mention racial tension is
the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving
By, hangin' out the window
With my Magnum, takin' out some
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