Drive 'Em Down - SuperSheepAi

Описание: Drive 'Em Down - SuperSheepAi

[Intro – Spoken]
Yeah… out here it ain’t soft.
Sun on your back, dust in your teeth,
Cattle movin’, no room for mercy.
Let’s ride.

[Verse 1]
Boots hit dirt, rope in my hand,
Herd’s movin’ slow but I’m makin’ a stand.
Leather’s cracked, hands are calloused and scarred,
This ain’t no game, it’s life on the yard.

Smoke in the air, horns in the fight,
Push ‘em down the trail from morning to night.
Horns clash like thunder, hooves drum the ground,
Every step we take, hear that low growl sound.
Eyes in the sky, sun’s burnin’ red,
Cowboys don’t cry, we just earn our bread.

[Chorus – Rap/Sung]
Drive ‘em down, drive ‘em down, no turnin’ back,
Steel in my veins, keepin’ on the track.
Dust in my boots, blood in the sun,
Ridin’ this trail ‘til the day is done.

Drive ‘em down, drive ‘em down, the end is near,
Whistle in the wind, but we don’t show fear.
Cattle to the gate, keep ‘em in line,
Cowboys live hard, we don’t waste time.

[Verse 2]
Spurs hit tin, hooves hit ground,
Every cow in line, makin’ that sound.
Sun beats down, but we never fold,
Trail’s long and brutal, but we stay bold.

Nightfall creeps but we don’t slow,
Ghosts of the trail where the strong men go.
Ropes swing heavy, hearts pound like drums,
Dust clouds rise where the wild herd runs.

Rivers to cross, thorns to tear,
A life on the edge, but we don’t care.
Sweat on my brow, rope in a swing,
Every horn I dodge, every bell I ring.
Call of the cattle, whistle in the breeze,
We ride through the night with a stubborn ease.

Leather and steel, sweat and grit,
Cowboys ain’t soft—we never quit.

[Bridge – Spoken/Rap Hybrid]
Hear that whistle, that’s destiny callin’.
Cattle don’t stop, and neither do we.
Some call it cruel… we call it survival.
Leather and dust, the code of the wild.

[Chorus – Rap/Sung]
Drive ‘em down, drive ‘em down, no turnin’ back,
Steel in my veins, keepin’ on the track.
Dust in my boots, blood in the sun,
Ridin’ this trail ‘til the day is done.

Drive ‘em down, drive ‘em down, the end is near,
Whistle in the wind, but we don’t show fear.
Cattle to the gate, keep ‘em in line,
Cowboys live hard, we don’t waste time.

[Outro – Spoken]
So we ride…
Leather, dust, and the endless sky.
Cattle movin’… and so do we.
Ain’t no shame, just the life we lead.