Wanted?

Say it as it is
No hold ups
Or fancy prancing
I’ve a tough rawhide
So stand and deliver
What’s coming to me
I ain’t gunna plea for amnesty
From your chewing and spitting
Six- shooter mouth
Take another shot
I don’t want it watered down
I want to feel
The kick of the mule
Be rattled like the snake
Feelings aren’t for saving
You have to feel
The good, the bad and the ugly
Or how would you know
If you are dead or alive?