[Verse 1:]
I hang 'em high. Left more fucked than nymphos
Wind blows when Drapht brings the info
The lone ranger riding the beat
Hi Ho Silver enter your town, taking over your street (yee-ha)
Complete the state is the undisputed heavyweight
Mind power to levitate like Yoda when I meditate
Let's set it straight, you either relate or lose
I'm one step ahead it doesn't matter what you chose
It's fatal discharge
My lips scarred, I spit yards
Tip glasses empty 'cause I fight when I flip bars
Some assault to hit hard (who?)
You know the name, the Pale Rider
Drapht, the flame, the bringer of pain (Yeah)
Change for no one, living dirty
Heard me? Serve no one, I'll be king by thirty
Number one Guernsey. Bounder is a broken
The rest left choking when your guards are left open

[Hook:]
I hang 'em high, the element of surprise
I hang 'em high, regardless of your size
I hang 'em high from sundown to sunrise
If you dare to fight. I'll have to hang you high
A trademark of the west, we hang 'em high
If you mess with SBX, I'll have to hang you high
You're left raw hide. I'm quicker than your eye
So, don't bother try or I'll have to hang you high
[Verse 2:]
In the heat of the desert from my travels (travels)
First warning is the sound of the snake's tail rattle
There's no return, reality check
When life on the edge, turns to life or death (death)
Remain ruthless to useless we'll fold
Take control, thoughts get cold when gold's involved (I've got control)
I play a roll as an individual
Do as you're told or the condition could turn critical
A spiritual, miracle, lyrical deepness
Beat the defeatless tomboy with no weakness
I leave sequence, extract like from the west
Carries a picture, Hit you right on my quest
No rest, I messed up, you can't test me
Drool at sundown with the sheriff and his deputies
Owns my ranch, will buckle dusty pants
Words make you dance, miss your feet to hit the sand

[Hook:]
I hang 'em high, the element of surprise
I hang 'em high, regardless of your size
I hang 'em high from sundown to sunrise
If you dare to fight. I'll have to hang you high
A trademark of the west, we hang 'em high
If you mess with SBX, I'll have to hang you high
You're left raw hide. I'm quicker than your eye
So, don't bother try or I'll have to hang you high
[Verse 3:]
Full saloon, cigar smoke fills the room
Spurs on every shoe, bar fly piano tunes
A full moon reflects off the canyons
Travel alone, skin and bone, got no companions
A white stallion I ride under clear sky
My wagon full of whiskey, followed by eyes
Hills come alive, mesmorised like history
Mescaline affects my mind, live life like a gypsy
Miss me, a memory, wanted in every county
My face on every poster, hunted for a bounty
Drapht through a desperado, I gamble my name
Never pick up my chips and find another game
It's my life, man, to change, I'm not the type
Fight for freedom, See me, just run and don't think twice
Then a quiet wind blows, no lingo come close
Till the next time the wind blows, adios

[Outro/Turntablism:]
"Drapht"
"Another young [?]"
"Drapht"
"Another young [?]"