Ballad of Badmen (feat. King Rot)

Coughing like I'm Arthur Morgan with tuberculosis
But I have no diagnosis
Doc said I have psychosis
Whole body necrosis
But I ain't dying just the ones closest
Why can't it be me
I know you motherfuckers want to see me
Underground
But I'm sticking around
Till all my foes never found
Rest of y'all stay earthbound
You won't see me in the etheric
This ain't satiric
If it was this lyric to high brow
So I take a mother fucking bow

I been lost in a dead desert searchin for the sauce
Imma boss
Call your lady over just to have her slobber on my cock
Yeah she gotta slack jaw if she could talk she'd be callin me big hoss
Yeah she broke her fuckin spine on my balls
She's been whorin'
I been slangin iron in her guts like Arthur Morgan
See her legs open foreclose her pussy like a mortgage
Punch her in the belly call that shit redneck abortion
Tumble weed smoke in the air and we fuckin
Yeah you know I got the six shooter tucked in
Ready for chicken heads cluckin
Fuckin duckin on my horse
Speedin' faster than a Porsche
Stupid bitch I'm aimin at you on your fuckin porch



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Fenhaus
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