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The Lacs

Outlaw State Of Mind

 

Outlaw State Of Mind

(альбом: Dirt Rock - 2018)


Check, check them Lac boys on the number line
You're throwing smoke but the motor's still running fine
I keep it hotter than Jamaica in the summertime
You'll prolly never, ever wanna find another guy
That keep it lit as shit, you others need to fall back
I slap the track back harder than the ball bat
Yeah, I'm all that, what you think you call that
You running round talking shit like y'all bad
I got to get it, how I live it, keep it rolling on
While you bitches talk about barely holding on
See I'm a boss, my daddy was a rolling stone
Stay getting shitty and the whiskey keeps me going strong
I get my roll on, you get your swole on
Boy you need to go home, go on, roll on
Anything that you ever done, see I done done it
Outlaw shit, and I'ma keep it one hundred

Hand on the bottle over my heart
I won't ever
Be but the rebel I've been from the start, eh!

I don't need no new ways
I like my old days
And I ain't gon' back down
Don't give a damn what they say
And I ain't never gonna change
Till the day that I die
I'm doing fine, I'll stay behind in my
Outlaw state of mind
Outlaw state of mind
Outlaw state of mind

I stick around a buncha bull-headed buddies
That can pound a round of bourbon, go to lurking round the country
I shit you not, I got a automatic attitude
Rather good or bad mood, makes you think "just act cool"
Late nightrider buzzing on a half a fast boy
DUI be chafing, you don't like it, kiss my ass, boy
[?] attention like a top dog
Get your high horse riders all knocked off
I'm an outlaw, baby, keeping nothing undercover
Yeah I'm spitting like a rebel but I'm nothing like your brother
Wasn't nothing that you didn't know about me
We might be buddies and all, but I oughta tell ya I hate sheep
So listen more than love me, looking passionate but thugging
And I'm dabbing but I'm buzzing, and I'll kick ya ass for judging
It's really nothing tough for y'all to figure us out
A couple redneck folks, the square root of the south

Hand on the bottle over my heart
I won't ever
Be but the rebel I've been from the start, eh!

I don't need no new ways
I like my old days
And I ain't gon' back down
Don't give a damn what they say
And I ain't never gonna change
Till the day that I die
I'm doing fine, I'll stay behind in my
Outlaw state of mind
Outlaw state of mind
Outlaw state of mind

I don't need no new ways
I like my old days
I don't need no new ways
I like my old days

Yeah, I don't need no new ways
I like my old days
And I ain't gon' back down
Don't give a damn what they say
And I ain't never gonna change
Till the day that I die
I'm doing fine, I'll stay behind in my
Outlaw state of mind
Outlaw state of mind
Outlaw state of mind

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