A Storm Is Coming
When shit goes down in the city… Best stay away from my property
Some say a storm is coming… And it’s really going to be something
Hard times don’t scare my family… Cause we learned everything we’ll need
From crazy mother F-er University… Yeah I got my redneck PhD
In moan… Sweat… Grown… Grunt… Fishin… Trapin… Trackin… Huntin
My kids and wife… Can shoot a bow… Throw a knife… Take your life
We make our own beer and whiskey… We can build everything we need
We grow fruit and veggies and weed… I’m a good doc when someone bleeds
We make our own ammunition… And know our way around the kitchen
Got pistols and rifles and a sawed-off… Got a stash of homemade bombs
Learned how to set booby traps… Killing the Taliban in Iraq
When shit goes down in the city… Best stay away from my property
I ain’t afraid to draw a line… If you cross it son… Be ready to die
So if you want trouble with me… Better bring one big ass Army
When shit goes down in the city… Best stay away from my property
So when the wild ass storm comes… Best be careful where you run If you come my way son… You’ll end up on the wrong end of a gun
A Cosmic Cowboy 