Outlaws to the End

Outlaws to the End Lyrics Meanings
by HiddenRoad

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Outlaws to the End Lyrics

The name's Hidden, never been the quiet type
Six shooter on my side as I'm riding by
Strong will, sharp mind, with a lion's pride
Cutthroat way of life, fuckin' ride or die
My voice is the Glock, cock back, shoot 'em up
Guitar's the ammo, load up, loot 'em up
Bring 'em out, line 'em up, gun 'em down
Anybody standing in my way, shut 'em out
Bandana 'round my face with a sinister gaze
Favorite holster 'round the waist with the Winchester raised
I'm an outlaw, live with insidious ways
Fuck your city, burn it down, end a citizen's days
Jesse James state of mind, rob the bank
Gun barrel to the brain, fuckin' rob the train
Live by my own rules, fuck the judge
Vigilantes cut down if they fuck with us
In my life, I always stood tall with the Glock out
Big knife, steel toe boots for the knockout
Mosh out, no love, it's a lockout
Guitar turned up real loud, fuckin' rock out
Bring the chalk out, fast with the draw
Solve problems with revolvers, never ask for the law
Fuck the sheriff, never call him a friend
HiddenRoad is the gang, outlaws to the end
Treat life like a game of cards, shake the dummies
Bluff the win with an ace of hearts, take the money
Sore losers, we can throw hands, strong like a Trojan
My life in my own hands, can't take it from me
Spurs to the horse, let the dust clouds form
On to the next town where we bust down doors
Been gunning from the start, fuck running, we got heart
Drink the whole bar then we chug down more
Get rowdy with the six gun, let off the rounds
Fist fight 'till the nights done, hit you to the ground
Leave you hogtied, then I bounce, fuck the deputy
Break laws, break jaws, live free, that's my destiny
Saloons, tobacco, strong booze, that's the recipe
If you ever try to test, that's when I let the weapon free
Fuck the justice system, live by the way of the gun
I'll be an outlaw, ride 'till the day that I'm done
In my life, I always stood tall with the Glock out
Big knife, steel toe boots for the knockout
Mosh out, no love, it's a lockout
Guitar turned up real loud, fuckin' rock out
Bring the chalk out, fast with the draw
Solve problems with revolvers, never ask for the law
Fuck the sheriff, never call him a friend
HiddenRoad is the gang, outlaws to the end
In my life, I always stood tall with the Glock out
Big knife, steel toe boots for the knockout
Mosh out, no love, it's a lockout
Guitar turned up real loud, fuckin' rock out
Bring the chalk out, fast with the draw
Solve problems with revolvers, never ask for the law
Fuck the sheriff, never call him a friend
HiddenRoad is the gang, outlaws to the end

The name's Hidden, never been the quiet type
Six shooter on my side as I'm riding by
Strong will, sharp mind, with a lion's pride
Cutthroat way of life, fuckin' ride or die
My voice is the Glock, cock back, shoot 'em up
Guitar's the ammo, load up, loot 'em up
Bring 'em out, line 'em up, gun 'em down
Anybody standing in my way, shut 'em out
Bandana 'round my face with a sinister gaze
Favorite holster 'round the waist with the Winchester raised
I'm an outlaw, live with insidious ways
Fuck your city, burn it down, end a citizen's days
Jesse James state of mind, rob the bank
Gun barrel to the brain, fuckin' rob the train
Live by my own rules, fuck the judge
Vigilantes cut down if they fuck with us
In my life, I always stood tall with the Glock out
Big knife, steel toe boots for the knockout
Mosh out, no love, it's a lockout
Guitar turned up real loud, fuckin' rock out
Bring the chalk out, fast with the draw
Solve problems with revolvers, never ask for the law
Fuck the sheriff, never call him a friend
HiddenRoad is the gang, outlaws to the end
Treat life like a game of cards, shake the dummies
Bluff the win with an ace of hearts, take the money
Sore losers, we can throw hands, strong like a Trojan
My life in my own hands, can't take it from me
Spurs to the horse, let the dust clouds form
On to the next town where we bust down doors
Been gunning from the start, fuck running, we got heart
Drink the whole bar then we chug down more
Get rowdy with the six gun, let off the rounds
Fist fight 'till the nights done, hit you to the ground
Leave you hogtied, then I bounce, fuck the deputy
Break laws, break jaws, live free, that's my destiny
Saloons, tobacco, strong booze, that's the recipe
If you ever try to test, that's when I let the weapon free
Fuck the justice system, live by the way of the gun
I'll be an outlaw, ride 'till the day that I'm done
In my life, I always stood tall with the Glock out
Big knife, steel toe boots for the knockout
Mosh out, no love, it's a lockout
Guitar turned up real loud, fuckin' rock out
Bring the chalk out, fast with the draw
Solve problems with revolvers, never ask for the law
Fuck the sheriff, never call him a friend
HiddenRoad is the gang, outlaws to the end
In my life, I always stood tall with the Glock out
Big knife, steel toe boots for the knockout
Mosh out, no love, it's a lockout
Guitar turned up real loud, fuckin' rock out
Bring the chalk out, fast with the draw
Solve problems with revolvers, never ask for the law
Fuck the sheriff, never call him a friend
HiddenRoad is the gang, outlaws to the end

Writer(s): Andrew Terwilliger
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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