She walked in like a southern storm in lace, Whiskey eyes and a half-smile on her face. Tattooed angels peeking out a low-cut dress. I knew right then I was in for one beautiful mess. Neon lights flickering on her golden skin. Every outlaw in the room wanted to let her in. She ordered tequila straight, didn't even blink. Looked at me and said, 'Boy
F*CK YOUR WARNINGS, OUTLAW COUNTRY RAP, OUTLAW LEGENDS, OUTLAW RAP, DIRTY SOUTH. JUDGEMENT, VICTORY, LOVE. BIG PHARMA, FAKE NEWS, GMO FOODS. Ain't stepping to the left, ain't stepping to the right, got the pedal to the metal in the middle of the night. Got the suits in the city tryna tell me how to write, telling you a ticket to a fabricated f*ck.
Watch your mouth. Watch your fucking mouth, you filthy fuck. You always told me, watch your mouth. Well, fuck that tonight we burn it all down. Well, grab your whiskey boys and pass that jug around. I done lived every sin and burned this whole damn town to the ground. From the back roads straight to the devil's front porch light. Here's every curse
Are You Chained, Or are You Free? Unchained Outlaw Redemption Man. That ain't thunder. This every fucking chain hidden the ground. They tried to box me in, tell me who to be, put a damn short leash on a man born free. Stick your head down boy, stay in your lane, so I smile like hell while I shattered the chain. Every scar they gave me just sharpeni
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