(Intro: 0:00 - 0:25) (A lonely, distorted slide guitar wails over a heavy 808 trap beat. The sound of a shotgun racking echoes. A deep, Southern drawl whispers: "Welcome to the new wild west.") Verse 1 (0:25 - 1:05) I’m a digital outlaw, boots in the mud, Got neon circuits pumping through my blood. Trading the horse for a high-speed line, Hunting down bounties in a data mine. I’m the ghost in the canyon, the wolf at the gate, While you’re playing checkers, I’m deciding your fate. Got a rugged mainframe and a hollow-point flow, Planting my seeds where the silicon grows. From the Appalachian peaks to the valley of wires, I’m the cold-blooded spark in the campfire fires. Chorus (1:05 - 1:30) I’m the Code Cowboy, king of the dust, Building an empire while your systems rust. No gold in my pockets, just chips in my head, Leaving the fakes in the canyon for dead. Verse 2 (1:30 - 2:10) Got a bottle of whiskey and a terabyte drive, Only the strongest and the smartest survive. I’m outrunning sirens on a backroad grid, Doing things the legends and the outlaws did. I’ll hack your horizon and steal your sun, Long before you even reach for your gun. I’m a mountain of logic in a desert of lies, With a thousand-yard stare in my electric eyes. The moon is a satellite, the stars are just code, I’m the only damn king on this long, dark road. Bridge (2:10 - 2:40) (Beat slows to a rhythmic stomp and clap. Banjo plucking gets frantic and fast.) Dirt on my hands, but my signal is clean, The baddest drifter that you’ve ever seen. I don't need a posse, I don't need a home, Just a wide-open server where I’m free to roam. (The heavy trap bass explodes back in) Verse 3 (2:40 - 3:20) I’m the algorithm hiding in the tall green grass, Watching all the city-slicker vultures pass. I’m the rattle in the snake, I’m the thunder in the sky, I’m the digital truth that you can’t deny. You’re a city-boy glitch, I’m a frontier law, The fastest compiler that you ever saw. I’ll burn down the ranch and I’ll salt the ground, Before I let a soul ever track me down. This is my territory, this is my reign, The king of the prairie and the master of pain. Chorus (3:20 - 3:45) I’m the Code Cowboy, king of the dust, Building an empire while your systems rust. No gold in my pockets, just chips in my head, Leaving the fakes in the canyon for dead. Outro (3:45 - 3:50) Long way from home. Happy trails.