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Four A.M. BY: Gravestone Outlawz Lyrics: Four a.m. in Tustin… Some nights decide your whole life. Four a.m. in Tustin, dogs howling at the moon Screen door rattlin’ like a hangman’s tune Shadow on the window, six-foot-five in rain Jesse King in denim, eyes full of Cain Said, “Brother, fire it up, we ain’t got time to pray Judge said nine o’clock… or I fade away No more second chances, no more debts to spend It’s a courtroom or a coffin — I ain’t goin’ in again.” Keys shook in my hand like a dead man’s bell Sun ain’t up but I can taste that hell Four a.m. or ten long years Gas tank runnin’ on faith and fear Highway 5 like a razor blade Southern California judgment day He said, “Drive like the devil’s on our tail, my friend It’s freedom by sunrise… or a cage for ten.” Coffee black as prison bars, white lines pullin’ south Dashboard flicker like a liar’s mouth He laughed that outlaw laugh that don’t forgive Said, “I done some dyin’… today I choose to live.” Court papers folded in a tobacco tin Last night’s sins crawlin’ under his skin “I ain’t scared of dyin’, hell, I danced with worse But I ain’t lettin’ no judge write my final verse.” Four a.m. or ten long years Steel cuffs ringin’ in my ears County line like a loaded gun Either we’re ghosts or we outrun the sun He said, “Floor it like redemption’s round that bend It’s freedom by sunrise… or a cage for ten.” Blue lights bloom in the rearview glass Time gets thin when the past comes fast Every mile was a prayer unsaid Every heartbeat countin’ dead He said soft, like a man half gone: “If I disappear… tell ‘em I held on.” Four a.m… four a.m… Ten long years… or we ride again… Four a.m. and the sky turns red Sunrise bleedin’ like the words he said Courthouse steps in morning gold Some men shatter, some don’t fold He grinned like a sinner born again Said, “Guess I stole ten years back from them.” Engine tickin’ in the courthouse light Two outlaws and a borrowed life Four a.m. still ringin’ in my head… Freedom’s just a clock hand swingin’… Or ten years dead. #FourAM #GravestoneOutlawz