Long Live the Black Cowboy

[Chorus]
Long live the Black Cowboy, boots in the red dirt,
Tried to bury us deep, but we rose through the hurt.
Hat tipped low, with the sun in my eyes,
Long live the Black Cowboy, we still rise.
[Verse 1]
Saddle worn thin, but my spirit stay thick,
Outlaw soul, carving trails with a stick.
Whippoorwills sing, and the moon keeps time,
A hard life, but this land’s still mine.
Barbed wire dreams and a pocket of seeds,
They can’t steal roots from a man who bleeds.
[Pre-Chorus]
Rust on the spurs, dust in my veins,
Thunder in my chest when it starts to rain.
[Chorus]
Long live the Black Cowboy, boots in the red dirt,
Tried to bury us deep, but we rose through the hurt.
Hat tipped low, with the sun in my eyes,
Long live the Black Cowboy, we still rise.
[Verse 2]
Shotgun stories, passed down like a hymn,
Cattle runs wild, but the odds run slim.
Broken fences, but the pride won’t break,
Every step I take, history’s at stake.
Wrangle up the truth, let it roam free,
Black Cowboy life, ain't no fantasy.
[Bridge]
Horizon wide, but they tried to box me in,
Whispered our names, then erased where we’ve been.
But the lasso of time, it pulls the truth tight,
We rode through the dark to reclaim the light.

country, male vocals, country-rap fusion, gritty acoustic guitar, rap, heavy 808s