New Angola lyrics

[Chorus: MOSSBACK, Sample]
In a van with a shotgun
Sitting outside in silence
Eyes locked on the door (Ooh)
Sweatin' through my shirt
Too peaceful
Something just don't quite feel right (Yeah)
Now he's pulling up in a drop-top
Brand new, sure as sh*t he can't afford (Oh, yeah)
Boots hit the dirt, slow-motion (Oh)
Grippin' ol' bessy real tight

That man that shot you died in prison
In Angola. Yeah
What would you a' done if he'd been released?
Oh, I don't know. Nothin'. Wouldn't be no point to it
I'm kindly surprised to hear you say that

[Bridge: MOSSBACK, Sample]
Only one way out
When all is said and done
One way out
Only one way out
When all is said and done
One way out
One way
[Verse: Witchouse40k, MOSSBACK]
(Ugh, motherf*cker [?])
(What, ayy, ayy, yeah)
(Lonеly Road)
L-L—L-Lonely road, like a nomad
Ridin' round ghostlands
Sittin' on blood soaked gravеs unknown (Huh, huh, yeah)
Lookin' past the coals, no souls left
Thinkin' how dusk feels real nice (Eyeah)
Now he on the run, never goin' back
Hold fast, doubled up nights, he can't come home (What)
Spinning through the dirt, no roads left
Hoping they won't find wheel signs
(Yeah, yeah)
(What, what, what)
Yeehaw!
Grippin' ol' bessy real tight
(Yah, yah)
(What, what, what, oh)
(Whoo)

[Bridge: MOSSBACK, Witchouse 40k]
Only one way out
When all is said and done (Uh)
One way out (Oh)
Only one way out (Yeah, oh)
When all is said and done
One way out (Oh)
[Chorus: MOSSBACK, Sample]
In a van with a shotgun
(Only one way out)
Sitting outside in silence
(When all is said and done)
Eyes locked on the door
Sweatin' through my shirt
(One way out)
Too peaceful
Something just don't quite feel right
(Only one way out)
Now he's pulling up in a drop-top
Brand new, sure as sh*t he can't afford
(When all is said and done)
Boots hit the dirt, slow-motion
(One way out)
Grippin' ol' bessy real tight
(One way)
Grippin' ol' bessy real tight
Grippin' ol' bessy real tight

"Charges of attempted murder, kidnapping of a police officer, aggravated assault, possession of a firearm by a convicted felon, um... and, uh... reckless endangerment. A big mountain of a man. He told them they were not going to hang him. Like right in front of 'em. oh look, we ain't hanging this boy. I'm sittin' there facing life imprisonment from a lie, and in my head I stupidly concoct this idea. Well if the game is all based on who lies the best, I'm gonna make up a lie and get out of this. And then when I get out *snap* I'm outta here. I'm runnin'"