Arthur Morgan - TB Off (ft. Hosea & John)

[Part I] [Intro: Arthur Morgan] All I ever wanted was a fast horse to ride some more Fuck being honorable, give 'em what they all deserve [Chorus: Arthur Morgan with Hosea Matthews] It’s not enough Few solid members left but it's not enough Few plans Dutch really stressed but it’s not enough Say that we should leave the West but it’s not enough I take all they cash, yeah somebody gotta loot it I'll make my gun spit brass, yeah somebody gotta shoot it I'll kick Micah’s ass, shit, that boy’s gonna lose it Huh, we survived outside, all from the bullets, boy, what? [Verse 1: Arthur Morgan, Hosea Matthews] They like, "What is wrong?" I done been through it in the jungle like the Viet Cong This is not a song This that boy Micah’s doom but you can sing along You need you a plan, Dutchie, I don't understand, Dutchie Eyes are turning red with a gun in your hand Used to be just you and me but now you at this boy’s command, Dutchie Don’t listen to this fucking rat or I’ll be damned, Dutchie [Chorus: Arthur Morgan with Hosea Matthews] Woah It’s not enough Few solid members left but it's not enough Few plans Dutch really stressed but it’s not enough Say that we should leave the West but it’s not enough I take all they cash, yeah somebody gotta loot it I'll make my gun spit brass, yeah somebody gotta shoot it I'll kick Micah’s ass, shit, that boy’s gonna lose it Huh, we survived outside, all from the bullets, boy, what? [Verse 2: Arthur Morgan, Hosea Matthews] Hey turn this TB off I did some bad deeds so I got a TB cough Hey, what, huh Micah still be looking weak, that boy soft We gon’ put him in a tomb like his name was Lara Croft Who you with? Couple feds and some boys that can’t shoot straight But really you just wrapped around their fingers like a shoestring The Van der Linde gang, we the ones who really do things Man looking like that you ain't never get no poontang Hey, what's up, though? I hate when Dutch is planning and it turns to a shitshow I hate when Micah’s manning camp and let’s his fucking gun blow If you ain't killing for no money, what you kill fo'? Micah feel like he entitled 'cause he got steady hand Yeah that boy can shoot straight but I do not think he does in bed We pixar I’m moving Onward and that boy is Turning Red I don’t give a damn that’s just what I said, Arthur tell em’ [Chorus: Arthur Morgan] It’s not enough Few solid members left but it's not enough Few plans Dutch really stressed but it’s not enough Say you wanna be the best but it’s not enough [Part II] [Intro: Arthur Morgan, John Marston] Huh Huh, huh Hey Hey Marston on the beat, ho [Chorus: Arthur Morgan] MARSTOOOOOOOON! [Chorus: John Marston] Bandits getting cash, but somebody gotta loot it Got my foot up in they ass, but somebody gotta boot it [Chorus: Arthur Morgan with John Marston] Turn this TB off, turn this TB off Turn this TB off, turn this TB off Turn this TB off, turn this TB off Turn this TB off, turn this TB off [Verse: John Marston] Ain’t no other name they know me by, I’m Van Winkle Sleeping on the opps so I can live to have some damn wrinkles But everybody tryna shit on Arthur’s name No we not blood but that’s my brother leave em dead we ain't playing games These boys wish they had my aim wish they had my vocal flame Put that on my last name cause Jack’ll put their ass to shame But nowadays I’m feeling fond about my lady And I call that girl my tigress cause I’m flowing like Euphrates Not a big fan of the government If those boys show up I’m gonna leave em bent They call us savages because we like to live in tents But I ain’t moving to the city fuck paying rent These boys don’t know what to do when we come to town Take their cash take their lives pants looking brown These plans dutch is handing me yeah but I believe cause we rebellin’ Walk in Saint Denis I’m with Van Der Linde and Arthur’s yellin’ [Chorus: Arthur Morgan] MARSTOOOOOOOON! [Chorus: John Marston] Bandits getting cash, but somebody gotta loot it Got my foot up in they ass, but somebody gotta boot it [Chorus: Arthur Morgan with John Marston] Turn this TB off, turn this TB off Turn this TB off, turn this TB off Turn this TB off, turn this TB off Turn this TB off, turn this TB off [Outro: Micah Bell] Dutch he’s crazy, weary, sick and delirious Crazy, weary, sick and delirious Dutch he’s crazy, weary, sick and delirious Crazy, weary, sick and delirious Dutch he’s crazy, weary, sick and delirious Crazy, weary, sick and delirious Dutch he’s crazy, weary, sick and delirious Crazy, weary, sick and delirious