Circle of Tyrants - The Four Horsemen lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, I've been an outlaw and a gambler
Long as I can remember
Drink whiskey from a bottle and
Always carry a banger
Poker-faced womanizer, bank robber
And legend my name ring bells across the
Frontier when I'm mentioned
When I step foot in the saloon
I get a lot of attention
I reckon there's haters you're threatened by
The strength of our weapon
The speed of our bullets you
Wanna taste the heater, i pull it
I'm a goon with a golden
Six shooter and a mullet
Four dead, jump up on top the bar then shout
If anybody else want drama better
Pop it off now how many times this situation
Happened I can't remember
So I turned 21 and got
Drunk with the bartender
Gun slingers think they Clint Eastwood
I'm like Jesse James
Ride up on a pony dump six in they face
Twistin' they frames like tumbleweeds
Blister they brains
Then bounce to the whore house
For more whiskey and things

The Navajos and Mayans wrap their
Skin in tigers for battle
Feeding the cows like Josey Wales
I'll hold it down with two barrels
Back to the tarots
Prostitution rackets in Paris
Sippin' cactus, dippin' on stallions
My corduroys are blood splattered
Decapitated, my spurs carve like taxiderm'
Torched the mayor, jacked on his wife
And let his carriage burn
Numerous moonshine runs in Kentucky
Keep the powder up in the ten
Gallon in case I get lucky
Old medicine man on his
Porch staring at commons four Horsemen
We riding through your prairie like shamans
Close to the dream, shot
Up the voting machine, it's progress
Kidnapped the senator's daughter
Penetrate her with objects
Whiskey bottles and twist-offs
Killers no conscience
It’s either dead or in jail
It’s high noon for the convicts
The bloody sickle strapped to
My chaps is conquest
It's a glory ride, this battle hymn
Sun in the compass

The horsemen are drawing nearer
On a leather steed we ride
We've come to take your life
All through the dead of night
With the four horsemen ride
Or choose your fate and die

Yo, there's no law spittin' phlegm
On the floor and clappin'
I'll test you skin that smoke wagon
See what happens
I'm tired of your gas jerked that
Pistol and go to work
Throw down boy I'll bitch slap you
Till your lip blood squirts
My aiming is more than precise
When I slay men
We both got gats, let's play for blood
Just say WHEN
Let's settle this, so we're crystal clear
On whose the nicest and fastest
Ever I'm the deadliest pistolier
There's no future for dumb fucks
After my gun bucks
Smooth when I'm maneuvering my
Six shooter like nunchucks
Shooting clowns in they faces
Then drinks on me
Piano man Stephen Foster, Camptown Races
I'm down to dump anywhere
I'm far from a punk
I got two guns one for each
One of you when I'm drunk
Watch out when the squad's out
Don't you ever try to man handle the caval'
We'll cut your fucking pimps heart out

OK corral style shootouts at sundown
I'm taking ten paces
Splatter faces with the rounds
Quick draw like Will Carver
With the 44 Revolver
Got a fist full of dollars
Once I started robbin' Harvard
The tombstone terrorist buckin'
Down my nemesis creeping in the crevices
Wanted man ever since
Sixteen, blamed for the murder of a deputy
Robbed 30 banks and they're never
Close to catching me
Draw and fire first your
Destiny's inside the dirt
'Cause my trigger finger's faster than
The hands of Wyatt Earp
I'll stumble in a bar
Guns and bourbon in my clutches
Five card stud
Catching straights and royal flushes
Wild bunch, horsemen, the fugitive outlaw
With double barreled action, son
I'll shoot at you southpaw
Young guns with tote style
Always the most vile
Riding through your streets
Turn your hood to a ghost town

The horsemen are drawing nearer
On a leather steed we ride
We've come to take your life
All through the dead of night
With the four horsemen ride
Or choose your fate and die