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The Wild..
The Wild.. {*BANG 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 cowboys get down
I'm polishin gold, for this drama to unfold
I got a {blunt}
Feelin bold, gangsters blood runs
time to reload this old .45 colt
The wind's gusty, hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a shots, make sure I'm not rusty
It's noon, he should be here soon
Sip a moonshine inside a saloon
All of a I can hear the sound of hoofs
like a thousand wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and
I like a poster, he's closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I he fight's dirty
but I'ma put thirty inside him and early
And just when I went to fill him hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he

You never met me, and you'll probably see me again
but I know you - the name's - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot, I'm in the boots as you
I'm tellin the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause you..
Chorus: singer}
You like a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun, when 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 no place to hide
It's sad cause the bad guys die
[Dr. + (Eminem)
He was "Shady," I by the look on his face
He said take ten paces {shit} I took
Spun around and I aimed straight for the
My {shit} went bang but it fired a blank, he said
(You need bullets, hurry up run!) Slick Rick*}
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his
We drew at the same time 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 you and Snoop was a group?)
The Chronic!
(Well all we gotta do is find a map to two)
(And plus I who's got it)

(Some old dude, he's got 26 and he already sold two)
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for
Hid two pieces of gold of my satchel
We rolled two miles until we hit the
An old ghost that everybody forgot
A place where they to smoke chronic a lot
Slim the shotgun (Dre here's the plot)
(Eminem)
is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless
He's goin around sayin he took the from us
[Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll see it comin]
But he ain't got no legs, cut 'em off at the stomach
He's got mechanical legs, he spins
he's well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission - is to get him to stop layin
And we can put him on his back a flight of steps
[Dr.
I two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swingin in, started gun slinging
I could somebody singin - it sounded like a "G Thang,"
and a verse from "Keep Their Ringin"
I "It's Dre's Day," and started to spray
Against 1800, he a AK
tips started flyin every which way
(Eminem)
That's I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
I the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the and landed upside down
Dre the map, the plaques and the gold
I two girlies and a {blunt} that's rolled
2X
die..
The Wild..
The Wild.. West BANG, BANG*}
Ha ha,