Hang ’em High

By Drapht

On Pale Rider

Released on October 2003

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[Verse 1]

I hang 'em high. Left more fucked than nymphos

Wind blows when Drapht brings the info

The lone ranger riding the beat

Hi Ho Silver enter your town, taking over your street (yee-ha)

Complete the state is the undisputed heavyweight

Mind power to levitate like Yoda when I meditate

Let's set it straight, you either relate or lose

I'm one step ahead, it doesn't matter what you choose

It's fatal discharge

My lips scarred, I spit yards

Tip glasses empty 'cause I fight when I flip bars

Some assault to hit hard (who?)

You know the name, the Pale Rider

Drapht, the flame, the bringer of pain (Yeah)

Change for no one, living dirty

Heard me? Serve no one, I'll be king by thirty

Number one Guernsey. Bounder is a broken

The rest left choking when your guards are left open


[Chorus]

I hang 'em high, the element of surprise

I hang 'em high, regardless of your size

I hang 'em high from sundown to sunrise

If you dare to fight. I'll have to hang you high

A trademark of the west, we hang 'em high

If you mess with SBX, I'll have to hang you high

You're left raw hide. I'm quicker than your eye

So, don't bother try or I'll have to hang you high


[Verse 2]

In the heat of the desert from my travels (travels)

First warning is the sound of the snake's tail rattle

There's no return, reality check

When life on the edge, turns to life or death (death)

Remain ruthless to useless we'll fold

Take control, thoughts get cold when gold's involved (I've got control)

I play a role as an individual

Do as you're told or the condition could turn critical

A spiritual, miracle, lyrical deepness

Beat the defeatless tomboy with no weakness

I leave sequence, extract like from the west

Carries a picture, hit you right on my quest

No rest, I messed up, you can't test me

Drool at sundown with the sheriff and his deputies

Owns my ranch, will buckle dusty pants

Words make you dance, miss your feet to hit the sand


[Chorus]

I hang 'em high, the element of surprise

I hang 'em high, regardless of your size

I hang 'em high from sundown to sunrise

If you dare to fight. I'll have to hang you high

A trademark of the west, we hang 'em high

If you mess with SBX, I'll have to hang you high

You're left raw hide. I'm quicker than your eye

So, don't bother try or I'll have to hang you high


[Verse 3]

Full saloon, cigar smoke fills the room

Spurs on every shoe, bar fly piano tunes

A full moon reflects off the canyons

Travel alone, skin and bone, got no companions

A white stallion I ride under clear sky

My wagon full of whiskey, followed by eyes

Hills come alive, mesmorised like history

Mescaline affects my mind, live life like a gypsy

Miss me, a memory, wanted in every county

My face on every poster, hunted for a bounty

Drapht through a desperado, I gamble my name

Never pick up my chips and find another game

It's my life, man, to change, I'm not the type

Fight for freedom, See me, just run and don't think twice

Then a quiet wind blows, no lingo come close

Till the next time the wind blows, adios


[Outro/Turntablism]

"Drapht"

"Another young freak of nature"

"Drapht"

"Another young freak of nature"