02 Let The Horses Run

And I don't bow down Every time they say slow down, son I hit the gas and made them run Tired of fences, tired of rules Tired of being used like a stubborn mule I ain't your pawn, I ain't your plan I'm done explaining who I am Let the horses run I ain't made for stalls and robes I'm made for breaking tokens I got dirt on my boots and fire in my gut If you're in my way then good luck let the horses run I tried to calm it, never stuck Some folks pray I pressed my luck I'd rather fall from going too fast Than ride in place just playing it safe Let the horses ride If you I call it mine You chase comfort, I chase time Let the horses run Kick that gate wide open I ain't made for stalls and robes I'm made for breaking tokens I got dirt on my boots and fire in my gut Let the horses run