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CUT YOU DOWN

by PRIMAL WINDS

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Cut You Down ft. Alexa Ourania 03:09
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ALEXA You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time // Run on for a long time, Sooner or later God'll cut you down // PRIME Most men back then weren't afraid of their shadow, riding with the sun behind 'em going right into battle // Saddle up our horses, and break from the shackles, Have your mamma prepaying to the lord down at the Chapel // He's a Maverick in a catholic land, witnessing this havoc and, tons of men are after them, so they keep on travelin' // The Owen Wilson Jacky Chan, go and kill some tracks 'n jam, watch 'em take a last breath than, run out of oxygen // From cattle wrangling to laying Mary Magdalene, don't want your feet dangling so put chya ankle in // he's no Anglican, avoid the rope strangling, a gun toting tangler with my folk mangling // I'm no sheriff, no chief but murdered a few beat, ride with scoundrels, cheats, thieves an all of these breeds // Diabolical needs, get hung if you follow his deeds, A man of sin drinking alcohol, smoking all of the weed's // ALEXA Go tell that long tongue liar, go and tell that midnight rider, Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, sooner or later God will cut you down // Go tell that long tongue liar, go and tell that midnight rider, Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, Primal Winds are gonna cut you down // IRON WIND I'm like Buffalo Bill riding in from the hills/ Locked stocked and loaded and ready to kill/ The midnight rider who lives for the thrill/ Of cuttin down bandits who oppose God's will/ Sittin at the table with a hand full of aces/ Pay up your dues or ill break your leg in six places/ Like Yosemite Sam I storm through guns blazing/ Rocking them kicks with the spurs on em just for the occasion/ You must be mistaken thinking you can plea and bargain/ Crossing your revolvers with the last of the dog men Horses canter as the rain falls and thunder sounds/ Hunting the man down until he 6 feet underground/ Its kill or be killed, no prepare yo meet your maker/ Engraving your name into stone like the undertaker/ Its primal wind killin tracks puttin you to the test/ Like quick draw McGraw the fastest gun in the west/ ALEXA You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down // You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down // Go tell that long tongue liar, go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, sooner or later God will cut you down // Go tell that long tongue liar, go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, Primal Winds are gonna cut you down //
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Bush Party 02:48
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PRIME We're taking you to places that'll form a blistah, dirtier then the muddy banks of the Wishkah // Scream all you want no one'll hear a whisper, can't save the damsel, save the twisted sistah // Acting like he crazy Coots got them girls in Daisy Dukes, Jumping through some blazing hoops, stack up amazing tunes // The Bo and Luke that flew the coop, in the General tohdaloo, Jumping over gaps doing stunts no other car will do // Grazing surfaces closer then the barber do, can't find ya purpose, change your name to start a new // Fire up that new shit like it was the barbecue, we talking bout that true grit that'll take a part of you // When Primal Winds are in the place, we grab the mics, get in your face, so hella stoned in Yellowstone, rocking with the heavyweights // Two fellows known to elevate the mind when they celebrate, fill the joint with plenty babes, den get 'em when the levee breaks // Hook* It’s going down now, the shows about to start! Kicking rhymes around the bonfire after dark // Waking up the neighbours, causing all the dogs to bark! Cause it’s a bush party here up at the trailer park //
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Dead To Rights 02:42
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PRIME Best know where da stand, if you step on our land, I'll wash my hand with the other, so yall understand // It's the no town vandal that'll manhandle a jam, have the town all gather with a candle in hand // It's Primal Winds on the scene getting mangled again, run from a stampede so they don't get trampled by fan // Bandana over the face wearing flannel and tanned, some think they a cowboy cause they got a camel in hand // Have 'em tangled in a lasso, from here to El Paso, every time they're around someone cause a fiasco // Put your earnings in stash if can't stop the cash flow, we're doing this up like Wild Bill,,,,,, Hasbro // Gotta know the monopoly, in order to collect in pass go, In place you can die of ya mad slow, tilt your hats low // Get you dancing on your toes when the gats blow, Have 'em dead to rights in the outbacks of the Alamo //
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Hang 'em High 03:05
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PRIME It's an eye for an eye, in a blink you can die,,,,,, Where ever they go, someone'll always try // wanting to hang 'em high, for their heinous crimes, not just cause they outlaws but cause we're the famous kind // After the robbery they'll count what the amount be, If you think you're brave try and collect the bounty // Wanted dead or alive yet they running around free, two Canadian Mounty, Taken over the county // If ya haven't gone with the wind yet ondalay, ondalay, In days more Primal then Shalako with Sean Connery // Got a date with the devil, ironically,,,,, Here to free the state like Matthew McConaughey // They a bunch of bad boys making the tabloids, quit your mumbling or removing your adenoids // Brothers from different mothers filling the rap void, raising the bar like John Belushi 'n Dan Aykroyd's // HOOK* Going to pay the price for a life of crime, hanging by the necks when the rope is tied // The bounty is high, wanted dead or alive, for hyping up the crowd with these banging rhymes // Going to pay the price for a life of crime, hanging by the necks when the rope is tied, The bounty is high, wanted dead or alive, for getting on a stage and killing it ever time // IRON WIND
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Fist Full Of Dollars 02:53
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PRIME We laying woman down on tracks to get them money sacks, Spit in a spittoon better then the way those dummies rap // Drawing bloody baths when you cross dem muddy paths any day can be your last, so better pick a lovely lass // When the guns start blazing we'll see who scours, Fire and brimstone, inhale the fume for hours // You won't be talking gibberish when your platoon cowers, todays emcee's sound like a bunch of Boomhauer's // We're going lock stock and two smoking barrels, It's Primal Winds in your face like new drop top Camaro's // Howling at the moon like a bunch of werewolves, making panties come off when they rocking sombreros // Don't get 'em pissed cause he's known to be a brawler, The junk yard dog! (Bark) That don't need a collar // Getting rid of all the, wannabes you just gotta holler, Put your money where your mouth is or a fist full of dollar //
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Rattlesnakes 02:08
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IRON WIND Hear the rattlesnakes hissing/ While field crickets chirp in the distance/ Remaining unseen as I move through the thicket/ A desperado feared by most cause I'm wicked/ Killing emcees with this mic that I'm gripping/ Beware of the man outfitted in black like johnny cash/ Riding on horseback straight killing them tracks/ Its primal winds the bucaroos of rap/ So I stop by the saloon to get a little drunk/ Taking shots of whiskey feel it burning in my lungs/ I'm a number one gunslinger/ On the hunt for outlaws and dead ringers/ So if you feel the urge to grab your copy and start blasting/ Make sure your aim is true cause there ain't no room for slacking/ We out here in the West and winds getting it done right/ Making the crowd hype blasting off in this gun fight/ PRIME It's the sound that death makes, last time we left wakes, going into battle! It's the sound that breath takes // Sparking trails of gun powder so it detonates, the plan always work cause they know how it separates // Sentence men to their fate, opening heavens gates, the rope wasn't enough, thrown into a bed of snakes // Feel the venom circulate when bitten by rattlesnake, only to lay in agony as the blood coagulate // When death approaches, see the vultures circling, like multiply hypodermic needle's inserting him // Not just another serpent, that's why 'ey go berserk on them, buenas noches soldier, war is on the verge again // Two lawless men up shits creek with Dawson, crossing paths with devils from bodies they tossin' // smack down those that keep gossiping, stone cold on beats awesome, Texas rattlesnake strike like Steve Austin //
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Buckle Bunnies ft. Alexa Ourania 03:00
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IRON WIND ALEXA Sweet as sugar, hard as ice,,, Hurt me once, I'll shoot you shoot you twice // Take your chance and roll the dice, for ya buckle bunny, ya buckle bunny // PRIME High heal, short skirts and sweeter then sugar mountain, only deals with cowboys, gunslingers and those that around them // The thought makes her wetter then a juice fountain, one hell of a caboose, killed it with so many but who's counting // She's a horse back riding motorcycle kinda chick, buckle bunny with a big ass gun buckled to the hip // The type you don't wanna mess wit, cause she one of the best lit, could take it in a heart beat, but not known to be desperate // As men cross her path they extra aroused, one of the best around, strip tease like she Jessica Alba // Make you wonder if the sex profound, Got them throwin' money when she dancing next to the crowd // A Coyote Ugly that wants more then a flirt, rather a beer over bubbly so do your homework // Save a horse ride a cowboy or end up in the dirt, why own a side chick when you can have Wynonna Earp //
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Tombstone 03:15
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PRIME When they show up in your town 'n start poking around, you know it's going down like in the OK Corral // Think your family is safe but that's only for now, I'd rather be in a grave then obey 'n throw in a towel // Dancing in the night under the pale moon standing, there's no sanctum for the wicked so I pull on a rolled canon // Known to keep his cool, Cullen Bohannon, It gets hot in hell, we might as well go tanning // With the proper tools you'll see what these jewels hold, kick like a mule while others showing off fools gold // Who's bold enough to take back what rightfully owed? Like old news, they having you believe the ruse told // The type of men that go where very few roam, when not playing cowboys, we in the best saloon known // Get into fights! not the type like when food thrown, break a few bone or end up six feet under a tombstone //
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Gunslingers ft. Madchild 04:20
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TECHTWELVE Scratches Gunslingers. Madchild. Yeah yeah yeah, Gunslingers from the west. We don’t play, yeah. Give me cover, Gunslingers, we don’t play yeah, we don’t play yeah, Gunslingers from the west, Madchild Primal Winds. IRON WIND I only got 6 shots left and I’m making them count, Primal winds spit that fire that be making them bounce // We gunslingers in black straight up deadly on tracks, leaving no loose ends after the guns start blasting them // Off guard we catching ‘em, these bunch of circus clowns we laugh at them, duckin’ bullets when we fire back at them // Red dead revolvers looking sick in their holsters, it’s time to ride into battle so saddle up your horses // Ripping through your cavalry, in this shooting gallery, a gunslinger for hire earning a decent salary // If I catch you on the flip side passing me....... I’ll take you out with one clean shot like I’m Butch Cassidy // Beyond the hills is where the valley be, follow the orgon trails to avenally, catching some Z’s in the shade underneath the apple tree // Thee rules of thumb to abide by when it comes to this art, always aim with you eye, shoot with your mind and kill with your heart son // PRIME It's the Wyatt Earp and Doc Holiday of rap,,,,, no matter what the era is, they always will adapt // A gunslinger, take you out with a finger when ney attack, if you gotta go, remember sin takes longer to pack // So travel lite or call it a day and take a dirt nap, placing targets on their back from the weight that they stack // Every heist they pulling off may be stronger then the last, take the stage 'n get away with burlap sacks full of cash // A marksmen with a death wish, that no one wanna eff with, use a 44 to mark men's name off a check list // A reckless breed that's willing to risk his neck if, they serving revenge cold at milestone for our next dish // There's no rest for the wicked, that's why we here to kick it, when ya hearin' Primal Winds immediately get addicted // Know a stick up when you see one, just like in cricket, with so many ways to put 'em in graves, now can you dig it? // MADCHILD Sip some whiskey and slow down in my room, cause tomorrow got a show down at night noon // MadChild I am know for spitting fireworks, but also know for being a bully like I’m Wyatt Earp // I play it cool but I would not bug me, cause we can be the good the bad and the ugly // Mad’ll break rules while I battle fake dudes, on my saddle break loose drinking rattlesnake juice // Dressed in black Johnny Cash, I don’t trust your opinion, an outlaw cowboy but run with the Indians // Meeting out in the plains we consolidated, play my cards right! I’m slaying ‘em, Doc Holiday // Blazing up the trails with a gang full of psychos, you can hear us coming, hear the bang of the rifles // Band of disciples, your goons can’t stand it, see my face on a poster like the moonshine bandits //
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The Good, The Bad, The Ugly ft. royceBIRTH 03:41
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PRIME When neh arrive on the scene they all go Bonanza, It's the men from Ponderosa with a golden chance ta // Remove a weapon from its holster then hold the answer, Caughtwrites are the boss here, not Tony Danza // Lost in the tundra shoot you faster then a hand draw, Call ya pastor, we got ourselves in a stand off // Caught in a sand squall, lose limbs with a hand saw, witnessing acts ya wish no woman or man saw // There are two kinds of men that do the shooting and the digging, the sober and the drinking, take the caddy or the Lincoln // Got the name of the grave where the money be sitting, things wouldn't be so shabby had he been thinking // With an attitude he got this natural gratitude given, were compadres at first but now he glad that he isn't // Use every strategy in the book when tragedy risen, if ya necks on the line then you'll gradually listen // IRON WIND I watch the scene turn ugly once I bring that desert heat, Primal Winds attacking tracks shoot in up these dirty beats // hanging out at the saloon dipping on some whiskey cheap, before dueling with these cats out in the middle of the street // Here in the west, better think twice before you speak, or find yourself face down floating in willow creek // now confess your deepest sins and pray to the lord, before facing all your demons with a heavenly sword // ride out into the night and prepare for the rain, gun loaded in my hand poppin off with a bang // slick with the revolver I got them moves like Erron Black, always ahead of the game because I hold the one eyed jack // with my dusty hat, and my muddy chaps, I spit them ugly raps, that cut like rusty tacks // outlaws fear the wrath when they hear the whistle blast, the phantom train speeding to Hell on this fire track // ROYCEBIRTH As good as it gets, as good as the best, I’m better than good, it’s no good to even attempt // before it’s gets bad, i break bad, back in the lab back in a bad habit, break backs savagely past // The point of ugly, a man with no name feel the gun heat… leave your face where the concrete meets it’s Dundee // Can’t be undone, one on one, it’s ugly shitted on, bye bye now clean your undies // For a fistful of dollars no fisticuffs, hang em high like hang time once I kick up dust // Mexican standoff? nah, i never hesitate rock the poncho, left the metal plate // Just the metal face mad man, I’m that man unforgiven off of that blam blam, like damn fam // Good when i’m bad but better when it gets ugly, illfiied sound off, nobody can fuck with me //
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War Cry ft. Chief 4syt 03:53
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PRIME First they took the land and then they took our home, now Primal Winds are here to go where the buffalo roam // Known to be a savage when the needle has sown, we in the zone, shown the people that, the eagle has flown // Through the stage of events we made this, Overly sedated, gone on some of the greatest of trips // They always in the midst of making instant hits,,, It's not a powwow unless you bring the Native Instruments // Find 'em painting stories of our ancestors on a rock, look up in the night sky and you'll connect the dot // Ready to fight on the spot or get left to rot, proficient with the bow and deadly with a Tomahawk // Open your eye and listen to what the elders advisin' as he lays in the tall grass hunting wild herds of bison // Call upon our tribesmen, its war that divides them, If you won't follow us, follow your spirit guides then // IRON WIND Slap on some war paint to make my enemies fear me/ And sound the war cry so that my ancestors can hear me/ Gather around the fire, sacrifice the wild boar/ And raise my fist high up into the sky as the thunder roars/ I got the vision of an eagle, the strength of a Kodiak/ The wisdom of an owl and the wolf will never hold me back/ With the heart of a warrior and the speed of a mountain lion/ The way the spirit talks yo is straight up mystifying/ Listening to the Wiseman meditating on stories told/ Of ancient warrior battles engraved on totem poles/ Smoke bellows from the wigwam as the shaman speaks cantations/ Awakening the beast within by triggering transformations/ Thier ancient ways are mystical now watch my eyes glow/ Throwing out these tomahawks like I'm Navajo Joe/ Its ei d and prime smitten out that fire that blaze ya/ True warriors like atreau on the quest to save fantaisa/ CHIEF 4SYT
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Mexican Standoff ft. Fortunato 02:39
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PRIME With the right amount bad ass we'll make you wanna blare this, watch 'em jumping backwards shooting off a terrace // With a guitar case of weapon, so many man'll perish, here to get the job done, Antonio Banderas // Eliminating henchmen only to take out the main boss, here to liberate the people cause they all've been brainwashed // It's the Mariachi that'll drench ya in sriracha sauce, ruin your Versace clothes as they all watch me floss // Dosen't do it for the pesos, he do it for the señoras, prefers the o-natural type of gal over Sephora's // From FBI informants to baddest luchadoras, we here to settle the score as the people implore us // Whether it's a Mexican standoff or mano a mano, when he draw his fire arm expect one hell of a Rambo // Make you do the La Bamba, till they hit the ground, ohhh.. A desperado that'll send you to meet El Diablo //
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Roadhouse 03:23
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HOOK* Clap yo hands to and stomp yo feet, Primal Winds back again and we packing that heat // From the East the West, show ‘em how we get down, Two easy riders, free survivors when they listen to the sound // Clap yo hands and stomp yo feet, Primal Winds back again and we packing that heat // From the East the West ,show ‘em how we get down, Blow the roof off the saloon When we ride into town // PRIME You know your at the hot spot, where people go nonstop, so call up all you peep's let 'em know // It's in the middle of nowhere, far from a cop shop, Can't miss it if you driving down this road // At the roadhouse it's a full house, they throw'n all the hoedowns, getting down and dirty not doing what the lord vows // Cause a little trouble and you won't end in a courthouse, dinners being served that's why they ringing on the doorbells / If you living the club life, you'll learn to skip the line, So far away from home, we get away with crime // Floodlights in the sky, not-a party without mud fights, hot woman from bud light commercials of some type // If you don't wanna get thrown out, just know when to be mellow, as things get out of hand they having fun guy, portobello // Get 'em going crazy like they down at the bordello, It's the Sam and Swayze that'll kick the hell outta more fellow //
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Smokin' Aces ft. Warrzone, Fortunato & Alexa Ourania 04:17
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IRON WIND ALEXA Ive got a blazing fire burning deep within my soul, with my hand on my gun, I ride out to the sun, cause that how these cowboys roll // WARRZONE ALEXA Ive got a blazing fire burning deep within my soul, with my hand on my gun, I ride out to the sun, cause that how these cowboys roll // PRIME Like 3:10 To Yuma, they go where the boss goes, takin' out hostiles, inhale smoke through the nostrils // not at the saloon then nay down at the brothels, and the law knows, exactly where to find me muchacho's // On the road to perdition, places with graves, beat foes into submission we chase us for days // Look them right in the face when he raising the steaks, delta the dead mans hand known as aces and eights // In a devastating state always looking to tango, Won't stop until the pain go, and everything tranquil // Looking for a hard-core babe like in Sam Crow, and'll go to any lengths to find her,,, Django // If your not prepared to tussle toe to toe,,,,,,,, the battle field is where true men go to grow // Looking for hustle and flow, try and Russell Crow, this track is for gunslingers not a muscle show // ALEXA Ive got a blazing fire burning deep within my soul, with my hand on my gun, I ride out to the sun, cause that how these cowboys roll // FORTUNATO
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Cowboy Up 02:44
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IRON WIND PRIME When ya, got a lot to gain, and, nothing to lose,, almost, got the dame cause ya got all the clues // Won't be, finding answers in a bottle of booze, So we,,,,, gettin lit! crackin' open some brews // Show 'em whatcha got, like Keven Bacon in Footloose have 'em dancin' all night shaking till the soot moves // Working out the frustration in some ripped shoes, jumping through a bunch of obstacles he fit throughs // Never giving up he got that nothing to prove style, always letting loose when he up in the booths wild // A sharif got shot! Good luck filling the boots now, rhinestone cowboys, paying their dues.. POW // It's time to man up when the noose wound, so thick in trouble, the pic or shovels is how they choose ground // So who's down? For some of dat bad boy groove sound, pick a struggle?! We could snuggle or release the booze hound //
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Rising ft. D-Sisive 04:11
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D-SISIVE D-sisive The devil lives below my footsteps, with a million red demons underneath my toes, puppeteers pulling strings, but I want to be a real boy and stop committing sins, Heaven only knows // Mama I’m a hasbeen, mama I’m all washed up, Daddy I’m a spare nickel tossed in the coffee cup // I’m a statistic, depressed and sadistic, Preacher at the bus stop but ain’t nobody listening // The ghost of Derek Atanas Christoff, lost voice 37 sun laps, a pissed off stockboy, Dreaming of lifting a glock at 6 god, block boy, run that fuckin’ bird chain and white high top Jordons // Rob Ford! The mayor of the basement, the sheriff of a ghost town, Jones Town, Yesterday’s news famous for not being famous, tired of hearing voices and never seeing faces // Back stage warming up my vocals for my swan song, sacrifice my whole life to do it for the love // Views don’t pay bills ‘n props don’t pay rent, I’m back to get revenge for my bruises and my cuts mothah fuckah rise up // IRON WIND Primal Winds and D´sisive dropping hits for the masses/ tearing up the track with tech on the vynal scratches/ this worlds tainted by sin so wind waking em up with the sick flow /cause the devils rising up from out the fire and the brimstone / so I use my shine gifted with psychic power/ to call upon a gunslinger to defend the Dark Tower/Passing through demensions beyond the minds comprehension/ saving lost souls praying for a red dead redemption/lurking among the horseman is the pale rider/ a look death in his eyes and breath of fire/ got you in trapped in his chains like the ghost rider/ revealing your sins with his gaze when it burns inside you. Setting demons ablaze with the eternal flame/when the man comes around he taking down names/ Deciding who to free ,and who to blame/ cause when judgment day cometh son, we all the same/ PRIME You can’t escape your fate from crossroads on a grid, It’s never too late for pit stops the law forbid // From all the glancin’ nearly lost a lid, save a foster kid, now he dancing with wolves like Costner did // The votes unanimous, cause family won’t abandon thee, creed, new breed, of man that’ll lose his sanity // The feeling the betrayals like being stung by tons of manatee know who you’re dealing with? Here come the Sons Of Anarchy // You can hear the name whispering in the breeze, always on the run with Thelma and Louise // Not waiting for hell the freeze, cause we got mouths to feeds, bringing the cows home and everything else he needs // It’s Sheen and Estevez, with a bullet prof vest that says, test at your own risk to protect your breasteses // If you riding with these rebels, then prepare to repent for sins, eternal sentences, because the devils //

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Primal Winds are on another wild adventure that'll will take you places only visited by some of the most deadly people in western history.

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released May 26, 2018

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Primal Winds are a hip hop duo based out of Toronto Ontario Canada. Bringing unique styles inpired by the golden era of hip hop.

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