[verse] he came out of nowhere to save her from despair he killed all the bad men who stole her goats and hens [pre-chous] She thanked him with a kiss he said "it wasn't nothin, miss." "What's your name?" she asked He shook his head "No need to know... that." [chorus] Who came? (He came) what's his name? (Don't know...) One true flame still burns snatched away in the night... by those sons of bitches before dawn's early light... [harmonica] [verse 2] she fed him rice and gin, patched the cuts on his skin. he dozed off deep... then he mumbled in his sleep... [transition to fast trap cowboy rap interlude --- rising anger boiling] They took my gal ridin’ out past the plains Bunch o’ yellow-bellied rats with sissy-soundin names Thought they were slick but nah I see through the smoke and they gonna be sorry cuz I'm not the man you should provoke I mean they think they're playin Red Dead 3? But they ain't respawnin’ when I end their feed Tryna flex like villains on a Netflix pitch But y’all TikTok thugs just a trendin’ glitch You ain't outlaws y’all just Reddit threads Talk big on the mic but you quiet when it spreads Like Wick I don’t talk I strike And I don’t need likes when I end your hype Fistful of Dollars pockets full of pain Put a bounty on your lies I'll be cashing in your names but i aint bringing back bodies just heads draggin them by your curls perms or dreads took my queen like some Fortnite clowns Now I’m buildin’ a tomb while I hunt y’all down This ain't a game ain’t no VR loop Y’all soft as MCU fights in a Disney suit I’m the last real myth in your podcast talk While you vlog your crimes I just let my guns walk right up your asses so pray to your sponsors pray in your dreams cause I’m the demon in your DMs and your livestreams Y’all ain't gang y’all ain't crew — y’all just lice in the dust You took what’s mine? Now I’m comin' and I don’t bluff I spit lead with my verse silver-tongued and cursed every bar a bullet watch it tear through the worst Clint-style squint, ice veins, dead stare, I'll bury y’all deep where the buzzards won't care You ain't cowboys y’all just dress-up clowns Screamin’ tough in the hills but scared back in town I ride solo, cigar smoke, dead silent vow —My gal's comin’ home, or I’m burnin’ y’all down. [instrumental solo] Then the friends he killed came riding up, thinking they skilled five shadows ridin’ deep, chrome glintin’, no time to sleep. she begged, “you gotta hide!” he said, “nah, it's time to fight.” he stepped out slow, no vest, shirt torn open, scars on his chest. shots rang out, he didn't even take a breath when the smoke cleared... only death. Who came? (He came) what's his name? (Got none). One true flame Still burns... if he finds her dead those sons of bitches will eat his lead.. she wept by the ash and heat, ghostly whispers in the wheat. he lit a match with grace, flame dancing on his face. These weren't the men he was looking for from way back when Oh, but make no mistake He intends to find 'em whatever it takes... [instrumental] “you leavin’?” she asked with unease he said, “peace blows away with the breeze" then he vanished like a song— not even a whisper... just gone. [end]
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