Lyrics Son of a Gun - Alexander King

Motorcycles, muscle cars
Raked out frames, stressed out bars
Mama was a pistol, daddy was a sawed-off
Got a quick temper and a real fast draw
Raised by the streets and the outlaws
I know how to switch it up via southpaw
From a place where you learn to get it done,
Even if it's ten to one, you never run.