Hail to the thief na I ain't afraid to say it
They all In high water, see the Levy
We gon Break it
Causing pressure, cold weather
Yeah it's Time to face it
Smell the desperation, of the insurrection
Watch em Stage it
I know I'm coming in hot, and can't stop, but I don't beat around the Bush's or the Cheneys, I just drop, these WMDs from my minds where you'll find all my thought Crimes, declassified, we bout to ride
Mixing hiphop with some moonshine Appalachian
Banjo like deliverance Coal miner generation
Fried fish from the cripple creek roots deep
Yeah We Stand for the fallen, hell na we don't take a knee
From whom the bell tolls
On the red trolls
Got my Six shooters for the looters
See some heads roll
Ain't afraid of dictators
Trying to Label us a fringe group
We Drag the Pedophiles to the gallows
Tighten up the noose
I'll be huckleberry, doc Holiday eh
Ain't no ace up your sleeve I see your poker face
I'll be huckleberry, doc Holiday eh
Ain't no aces up your sleeve I see your poker face
So come Label me an enemy of the state
Flag waving, heat blazing keep a straight face
They ain't gonna tear our history down
They'll Never have our daughters or our sons
If it's a holy war, then, we don't run
They can't hide the devil in a safe space
Outlaws Enemy of the state
I got my six shooter wrist maneuver quick ruger
A quick shooter won't miss forget your slick Uber
We barebacking watch that dust fly
The hooves moving like a unit and we prepared if we must die
This that redemption that insurrection was much needed steal elections we'll bring the Tension and crush the Seated Causin panic and show up in masses stampeded Volcanic Bringin the heat so all your plans defeated huh we Barely Gotta pot to piss in I'm on a Mission we double down we won't stop the friction I got conviction my shottys Cocked And it's not forgiven cause when he popping there's no talking he will not listen I'm Not Given no cares Boy We are not Women we some rugged outlaws but we ain't No Soft Linen we war ready sober minded so I'm More Steady I keep Them shooters on My Hip cause that sword heavy I'm born ready
I'll be huckleberry, doc Holiday eh
Ain't no ace up your sleeve I see your poker face
I'll be huckleberry, doc Holiday eh
Ain't no aces up your sleeve I see your poker face
So come Label me an enemy of the state
Flag waving, heat blazing keep a straight face
They ain't gonna tear our history down
They'll Never have our daughters or our sons
If it's a holy war, then, we don't run
They can't hide the devil in a safe space
Outlaws Enemy of the state
Outlaws Enemy of the state
Outlaws Enemy of the state