BRIM - Horses

Stare down the tube of the barrel
Bourbon all over my breath
Bullet holes in my apparel
I put the wild in the west
My horses are fast
Them demons are back
Hey, running it up
My leather is black
Brim on the hat
Hey, tipping it up
'Cause they do it once
And I do it twice
Hey, can't get enough
I cock it back then I let it–
Blow off the dust
I don't take nobody lightly
Sleep with a hand on my gun
I'ma shoot back if they fight me
And I ain't gon' miss if they run
'Cause if you get put on my list
Then I gotta teach you a lesson
Yeah, I'll introduce you to Smith
You won't even make it to Wesson
My horses are fast
Them demons are back
Hey, running it up
My leather is black
Brim on the hat
Hey, tipping it up
'Cause they do it once
And I do it twice
Hey, can't get enough
Yeah, I cock it back then I let it–
Blow off the dust
I put the wild, wild in the west
I keep a colt strapped to my vest
I keep it 6 rounds, fully loaded
I carry 6 lives on my chest
Outlawed by the top dogs
But the lone wolf keep pushing
'Cause the bootleg keep 'em topped off
So the lawman ain't looking
I move the weight out the train now
Hundred barrels of the booze
And the west boys do the rest now
So I ain't ever see the noose
I ain't even got a backdoor
I keep my horse in the front
What you think I did that for?
A real cowboy don't run
Stare down the tube of the barrel
Bourbon all over my breath
Bullet holes in my apparel
I put the wild in the west
My horses are fast
Them demons are back
Hey, running it up
My leather is black
Brim on the hat
Hey, tipping it up