Ready... Set... Fire

[Intro]
[Spoken] High noon, dirt road, big mouths, bad aim
(hoo!)
Ready...
Set...
[Verse 1]
You’re lookin’ scared in them shiny new boots, boy
Hat too clean, hands too soft for this dust, boy (hah)
Talk big, but your shadow look thin in the sun
You brought a mouth to a gunfight, that’s one
I carved my name in this bar-top oak
You wrote yours in chalk, washed out when it soaked
I’m the rumor they warn you about by the fire
You’re the punchline they forget, gettin’ tired
[Verse 2]
Oh, that’s cute, you rehearsed all your lines
But where I’m from, we rehearse with live rounds, not rhymes (yeah)
Your belt buckle louder than your draw, it squeaks
You ain’t a wolf, you a stray that’s been barkin’ for weeks
I ride storms, made the tumbleweeds spin
You ride fence, paint your stories too thin
They don’t say my name ‘round here, they just flinch
You? They use your hat to measure out an inch
[Pre-Chorus]
[Both, alternating]
You talk / You stall
I walk / You crawl
Dust up / Stand tall
One word / One call
[Chorus]
Ready... set... fire
Hands shake, hearts liar (hey!)
Dust in our teeth, eyes locked on the wire
Ready... set... fire
Two fools, one choir
Crowd holdin’ breath while the sun climbs higher
[Verse 3]
You couldn’t hit water if you fell off the pier
You miss so much, even fear ain’t here (ha)
Your last duel? Heard you shot your own hat
Town kids use your legend for target practice at that
[Verse 4]
Funny talk from a man who can’t hit a can
I seen better draw speed from a drunk old man
You flinch every time the wind kicks that door
Your gun’s the only one that’s slept this long on the floor
[Pre-Chorus]
[Both, overlapping call & response]
Step close / step back
Stay ready / you lack
One breath / one spark
Bright sky / go dark
[Chorus]
Ready... set... fire
Boots fixed in the mire (woo)
Words like smoke float thin, then expire
Ready... set... fire
Two liars, one pyre
Crowd lean in as the stakes climb higher
[Mariachi Solo]
[Trumpet cries sharp over stuttering trap groove, nylon guitar runs up the neck, rapid strums and gritos punctuate; brief guitarrón and snare stutter break before full band hits back in]
[Bridge]
[Both, trading fast]
You blink / you’re done
You boast / I run
You pray / I grin
We both / walk in
[Both, unison, snarled]
Same dust, same dirt, same graveyard choir
Same match, same spark, same—
[Chorus]
Ready... set... fire
Crowd roars, hearts higher (hey!)
Two shadows stretch long in the red-hot choir
Ready... set... fire
One falls, one higher
Boot prints fade as the sky burns brighter

rap, Western trap with mariachi brass hits over a swung 808 groove, nylon guitar and guitarrón locking with crisp snares; alternating male vocals trade bars left and right, hook explodes with shouted gang-style chant and stomping claps, central trumpet/guitar breakdown as a flashy mariachi solo before a final half-time outro chant, male vocals, mariachi