That’s How I Became a Dangerous Man

Dust in my blood, fire in my hand… That’s how I became a dangerous man.

I rode through nights where the sun won’t rise, Spat at the preacher, cursed the skies. Buried my mercy, burned my plan, That’s how I became a dangerous man.

That’s how I became a dangerous man, Forged by the dirt, the fire, the sand. The world took all, I took my stand, That’s how I became a dangerous man.

Whiskey don’t wash, bullets don’t lie, I learned my gospel from wolves that cry. No cross, no crown, no guiding hand, That’s how I became a dangerous man.

That’s how I became a dangerous man, Ashes and scars carved who I am. The law don’t call, the saints don’t stand, That’s how I became a dangerous man.

I don’t pray, I don’t kneel, I was shaped by smoke and steel. Every wound, every broken plan, Made me what I am.

That’s how I became a dangerous man, Born of the dust, the fire, the sand. The earth won’t heal, the sky won’t span, That’s how I became a dangerous man.

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