Rustage
McCree Rap (Draw)
[Hook: Shwabadi]
Along this dusty road
The seeds of man were sewn
You have no place to go
So let's draw
5, 4, 3, 2, 1

[Verse 1: Rustage]
Howdy
Call me Jesse McCree, now
You're messing with me, clown
Your death's guaranteed, pow
The sound of a free town
I'm spitting, let's be loud
'Cause I'm stunning, I'm gunning
You lighting up when my E's down
Hit that flashbang, ready for my last stand
Wrap you in a body bag, put you in a trashcan
You play bad against the Deadlock
Gang
Bullet through your skull with a headshot
Bang
Up the ante, a vigilante who's raiding foes
Nothing fancy, a quick shot with no place to go
A gunslinger with one trigger, I'm on top
Fanning the hammer, just call me a spammer
Spraying and praying, I won't stop
Train hopper, a game stopper
Wrangle all your squad, I'm a god when I play proper
It's a great honor
Watch you panic as I sped by
Revolver locked on, getting stomped by my Deadeye
[Hook]
Along this dusty road
The seeds of man were sewn
You have no place to go
So let's draw
5, 4, 3, 2, 1

[Verse 2]
They call me the six-shooter
Headshot you 'cross the map and then I'll loot ya
It's a showdown, so throw down your guns steady
Cracking my knuckles, so strap in your buckles
I'm racking up trouble, so get ready
I'll leave your body full of bullet holes
This route is scary, so be wary when I'm on patrol
It's never getting old, ecstacy of gold
Not the good, the bad, the ugly, I'm the bold
Combat rolling, controlling
Just watch me stroll in
I'm bowling all of these goons, yeah, you'll die soon
My plan's unfolding, beholding
Just watch it moulding
I'm holding onto my holster 'cause it's high noon
An American atrocity
Showing my ferocity, I'm honestly a prodigy
Your stubborness is comedy
Please, you're not the boss of me
I leave your corpse beaten, bloodied
Stranded like a tumbleweed
[Hook]
Along this dusty road
The seeds of man were sewn
You have no place to go
So let's draw
5, 4, 3, 2, 1