(Guest vocals by CreateLadyJ, Cam3, & Osiris Green of WTS)

My name blows in with the wind with a message to send
It’s a blend of “you sinned” and of “I ain’t your friend”
Again I tend to grin but I got lead to lend
I’ll bend your mind til you’ll find nothin but your end

I walk through the gate, and they know it’s too late so they
Say what they’re gonna say, and pray if they’re gonna pray
Cause today’s the last of their days, turnin fast into prey
Drop a blast into their face and plop their ass into a grave

The fastest draw in the world and I never miss
I stopped a fly from flyin by, and I fired from the hip
See he had found a buffet, and he was full of shit
And a mile away when I made that hit

That douchebag Billy ain’t got half as many kills
And I’d shoot the moss right off of that old man Mild Bill
Tombstone and Deadwood are too tame for me, no doubt
Hell sounds pretty fun but I’m too damn good to find out

I’m a sick shot, I got six shots and believe it or not
I hit the hot spot, a lot like a robot
I zero in with a hero’s zen and then
Bullseye! Here we go again

There’s a bounty on your name
And I’m down to play the game
I’ll turn your fame to shame and gain
More acclaim at the same time
You are to blame, I’m just movin down the list
And tonight death blows you a kiss

A man once turned his back on me
I had to put him in his place
But if I shot him in his back
Well it would be a disgrace
I fired 6 o’ clock- the exact wrong way
I wrapped that bullet round the earth
And shot that joker in the face

I draw so fast that I once made an Etch A Sketch explode
I got too hot, I shot the sun and then it snowed
I wear a snakeskin belt, but I keep the snake alive
Without a belt my pants fall down and I make the horses cry

(Music from 2:35 to 3:22 composed by SWIMlovesyou)

Roll like a desperado, strapped up like Billy Blanco
Got them hollows when it’s showtime like Apollo
My crew lit, with true grit, we can engage in battle
The good, the bad, the ugly, ridin out with blazin saddles

No stoppin my posse, roll out with the tumbleweeds
Scallywags wanna blow and buzz
Can’t swat down these bumblebees
Ridin round and gettin it, livin while they ignorant
We don’t talk with daywalkers, sunset riders til the finish

Pew! Stay sharp shootin, draw on me, yall all losin
Tongue sharper than a harpoon
J’s a bull, these cows are doomed
Fuse spark, I stay lit, blow em up like a cartoon
Day, night, hell, high noon, Calamity J’s back

Ride around without pause, wreckin shit with my outlaws
Yellow bellies can’t mess with me, I shot the sheriff and deputy

Live by the code or die tryin, ra-ta-tat on my typewriter
Go OP like TNT, we blow the spot then flee the scene