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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 show you how real get down
I'm polishin gold, for this drama to unfold
I got a rolled
Feelin bold, blood runs cold
It's time to reload this old .45
The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and
Bust a couple shots, make I'm not rusty
It's passed noon, he should be soon
Sip a little moonshine inside a
All of a I can hear the sound of hoofs
Sounds a thousand wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and
I pose like a poster, he's closer close
I hold the sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty
but I'ma put thirty inside him and leave
And just I went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and is what he said

You never met me, and you'll never see me again
but I know you - the name's - you want revenge?
don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
I'm tellin the truth, I got a price on my too, cause when you..
Chorus: {unknown
You ride a cowboy toward the sun
And ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your and you got your gun
But life as an just begun
Got your shotgun by your
Got your 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 take ten paces {shit} I took eight
Spun and I aimed straight for the brain
My went bang but it only fired a blank, he said
(You bullets, hurry up run!) {*imitating Slick Rick*}
I put a in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
We both drew at the same and stood stunned
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was the truth, that's why I didn't shoot
So we gon' do, it's on you
(Do you recall when you and was a group?)
The Chronic!
(Well all we gotta do is a map to part two)
(And I know who's got it)

(Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already two)
up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two of gold inside of my satchel
We rolled two miles until we hit the
An old ghost town that everybody
A place they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim the shotgun (Dre here's the plot)
(Eminem)
This is the spot, they him Doc Loveless
He's goin sayin he took the game 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
he's well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our - is to get him to stop layin eggs
And we can put him on his down a flight of steps
[Dr.
I drew two guns, spun them on my
Kicked the swingin doors in, gun slinging
I hear somebody singin - it sounded like a "G Thang,"
and a verse "Keep Their Heads Ringin"
I "It's Dre's Day," and started to spray
Against 1800, he a AK
Hollow tips started every which way
(Eminem)
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the
I fired the first shot, spun his body
He hit the and landed upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the and the gold
I grabbed two and a {blunt} that's rolled
2X
die..
The Wild..
The Wild.. {*BANG BANG, BANG*}
Ha ha,