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The Wild..
The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG,
Ha ha, riiiiide..
[Dr.
All you see is the sun, off of the gun
I'm ready for the showdown, go down at one
on my brow, let's settle it now
I'ma you how real cowboys get down
I'm polishin gold, for this drama to unfold
I got a rolled
Feelin bold, gangsters runs cold
time to reload this old .45 colt
The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and
Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not
It's passed noon, he should be soon
Sip a little inside a saloon
All of a I can hear the sound of hoofs
Sounds like a wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the and froze
I pose like a poster, closer than close
I hold the sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty
but I'ma put thirty him and leave early
And just when I went to fill him hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and is what he said

You never met me, and you'll probably see me again
but I know you - the Slim - you want revenge?
Then shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
I'm the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you..
Chorus: {unknown
You ride like a cowboy the sun
And ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just
Got your by your side
Got horse and you got your pride
You ride til there ain't no place to
It's sad the bad guys always die
[Dr. + (Eminem)
He was "Shady," I by the look on his face
He said take ten paces {shit} I eight
Spun around and I aimed straight for the
My {shit} went bang but it fired a blank, he said
(You bullets, hurry up run!) {*imitating Slick Rick*}
I put a clip in the gun, and at his lungs
We both drew at the same time and stood
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was tellin the truth, that's why I shoot
So what we do, it's on you
(Do you recall when you and was a group?)
The Chronic!
(Well all we gotta do is find a map to two)
(And I know who's got it)

(Some old dude, got 26 plaques and he already sold two)
up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two pieces of inside of my satchel
We rolled two miles until we hit the
An old ghost that everybody forgot
A place where they used to smoke a lot
grabbed the shotgun (Dre here's the plot)
(Eminem)
This is the spot, call him Doc Loveless
He's goin around sayin he took the from us
shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin]
But he ain't got no legs, cut 'em off at the stomach
He's got legs, he spins webs
Plus he's well by the hip-hop heads
Our mission - is to get him to layin eggs
And we can put him on his down a flight of steps
[Dr.
I two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swingin in, started gun slinging
I could hear somebody - it sounded like a "G Thang,"
and a verse from "Keep Heads Ringin"
I said "It's Dre's Day," and to spray
Against 1800, he a AK
Hollow tips started every which way
(Eminem)
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came the gauge
I fired the first shot, spun his around
He hit the ground and landed down
Dre the map, the plaques and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} rolled
2X
die..
The Wild..
The Wild.. {*BANG BANG, BANG*}
Ha ha,