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standoff - Ethan Regan
Lyrics by：Ethan Regan
Composed by：Ethan Regan
Produced by：Ethan Regan
Pull right off the road there
I'm gonna rob this place
You ain't going anywhere
Cuz I got my gun to your face
Young brother you can try me
But I've wasted too much time
I should be in there robbing
Now we're standing on the line
Young boy you picked a gun fight
And I declare you must die
Not one man stood before me
Beat the speed of my forty-five
It's hot July in Texas and he draws a line in sand
I walk ten paces back
And I start shaking off my hands
Said"if you rob these people here
I don't want to tell you twice
I'm faster than your shadow
I'll be the ender of your life"
