Enemy Of The State ft. Tyson James Lyrics

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 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