GUNSLINGER

[00:13.48] I'll be empty-handed if I ever drop the gun tucked in my belt
[00:26.75] Rummage through my pockets
[00:29.05] But there's nothing much to offer but myself
[00:39.20] (This is the Arsonist)
[00:40.94] I don't got a choice
[00:42.32] There's violence in my skillset
[00:44.20] Now I'm self-employed for targets clients haven't killed yet
[00:47.46] I tried robbing Lady Justice blind for her blade
[00:50.52] Just ended up with bodies of the tyrants next to children
[00:54.22] Eyes locked on the chalkboard info
[00:55.74] Presidents spent time in the penthouse
[00:57.58] Nigga shot through the top-floor window
[00:59.05] I don't have a lot to love
[01:00.78] I don't have the stock for kinfolk
[01:02.54] Watch me abandon values like the godless folk to the temple
[01:05.34] Botched the event, it was not for the gentle
[01:07.49] Eyes locked onto the chalkboard
[01:09.09] If I blink I'll fall through the boardwalk
[01:10.65] Still flinch at the shots like a wardog
[01:12.25] Knight's bloodstained armour shines like any precious metal
[01:14.42] As long as the sword drawn
[01:15.63] The high of the job hasn't worn off
[01:17.26] I would cry 'cause I thought I was born wrong
[01:18.85] Lost what I swore on
[01:19.75] Lost what I- (huh)
[01:20.20] I'll be empty-handed if I ever drop the gun tucked in my belt
[01:33.26] Rummage through my pockets
[01:35.60] But there's nothing much to offer but myself
[01:46.80] I'll be empty-handed if I ever drop the gun tucked in my belt
[01:54.16] (Gunslinger)
[01:55.68] (Body found in alley)
[01:57.17] (All my bounties tallied)
[01:58.12] (Every night I count it)
[01:59.52] (Add it up)
[01:59.98] Rummage through my pockets
[02:02.46] But there's nothing much to offer but myself
[02:07.75] (Tongue withered)
[02:08.67] (I miss the sound of any voice
[02:10.02] That isn't coming from somebody I just bound but that's enough)
[02:14.07] Eyes locked on the chalkboard info
[02:15.69] Presidents spent time in the penthouse
[02:17.46] Nigga shot through the top-floor window
[02:18.95] I don't have a lot to love
[02:20.64] I don't have the stock for kinfolk
[02:22.24] Watch me abandon values just like the godless flock to the temple
[02:25.50] Botched the event, it was not for the gentle
[02:27.68] Eyes locked onto the chalkboard
[02:29.05] If I blink I'll fall through the boardwalk
[02:30.79] Still flinch at the shots like a wardog
[02:32.23] Knight's bloodstained armour shines like any precious metal
[02:34.28] As long as the sword drawn
[02:35.61] The high of the job hasn't worn off
[02:37.37] I would cry 'cause I thought I was born wrong
[02:38.75] Lost what I swore on
[02:39.67] Lost what I- (huh)
[02:42.03] Gao
[02:44.95] Gao
[02:47.04] You've been staring at the chalkboard for hours, man
[02:50.32] Why don't you give it a little break?
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