— MCA (via soulfulsounds)
"Now my name is M.C.A. - I’ve got a license to kill. I think you know what time it is, it’s time to get ill. Now what do we have here, an outlaw and his beer. I run this land, you understand, I make myself clear. We stepped into the wind, he had a gun, I had a grin. You think this story’s over but it’s ready to begin"