Lyrics Upchurch – West Side

From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights

I was born in a flood so I can breathe under water
My father was a martyr on the cross for sons and daughters
Hate and karma’s got a price and I collected that payment
Smoke clears, burnt rubber, empty shells on the pavement
Smoke lingers, ears ringin’, blood drippin’ from a trigger finger
Feelin’ like I’ll never get right with God
If not I’ll gain his trust and gun down the Devil
Boondock Saint, two Glocks in war paint
Soul’s not for sale and my hearts never fake
They kept sayin’ that I couldn’t but I never claimed I can’t
See the grind’s always worth it when you’re searchin’ for a purpose
I came up out the furnace beltin’ boots made of surface

From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Whoa-whoa on the west side rules don’t apply
For a man on a mission, either you live or you die
This is my struggle, this is my story, this is my life
Whoa, welcome to my west side
Whoa-whoa, welcome to my west side

I was twelve years old walkin’ to H&H market

From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Whoa-whoa on the west side rules don’t apply
For a man on a mission, either you live or you die
This is my struggle, this is my story, this is my life
Whoa, welcome to my west side
Whoa-whoa, welcome to my west side