Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dust on my boots
Red clay on my name
Daddy kept a pistol
Mama kept the shame
Gravel in the driveway
Gravestones on the hill
Uncles in the chain gang
Cousins in the will
[Chorus]
Outsiders and outlaws
We were raised on the wrong side
Cutthroat in a necktie
Sunday suit, but the soul cried
Roots tangled round gravestones
Born crooked in the floodlight
Outsiders and outlaws
I’m still walkin’ that rough line (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Courtroom on a Monday
Church pew by the night
Judge knew my granddad
Preacher knew the fight
Whiskey in the Bible
Poker in the pew
Blues man on the corner
Bleeding out the truth
[Chorus]
Outsiders and outlaws
We were raised on the wrong side
Cutthroat in a necktie
Sunday suit, but the soul cried
Roots tangled round gravestones
Born crooked in the floodlight
Outsiders and outlaws
I’m still walkin’ that rough line
[Bridge]
Boot prints through the kudzu
Gun oil on my hands
Bloodline like a bar song
Carryin’ every man
[Chorus]
Outsiders and outlaws
We were raised on the wrong side
Cutthroat in a necktie
Sunday suit, but the soul cried
Roots tangled round gravestones
Born crooked in the floodlight
Outsiders and outlaws
I’m still walkin’ that rough line (yeah)
Style
rapswampy southern trap-blues fusion with male vocals; sliding dobro and dusty chicago-style blues guitar over a slowtrunk-rattling beat. verses stay gritty and close-mic’dwhispered ad-libs and subtle mento offbeat skanks. chorus swells with stacked gang vocalslow choirsand echoing handclapsthen drops back to a tenseminimal groove between hooks.chicago bluesblues
Prompt
Outsiders and outlaws
Southern Rap
Boots and guns
Cutthroat kit ties
Roots and gravestones, blues, chicago blues, mento
Credits
Prompt by
JohnieWaka
JohnieWakaGeneratedJan 24, 2026
ModelAria v5
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