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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, that go at one
on my brow, let's settle it now
I'ma you how real cowboys get down
I'm polishin gold, waitin for this to unfold
I got a {blunt}
Feelin bold, gangsters blood runs
It's time to this old .45 colt
The wind's gusty, hot, muggy and dusty
a couple 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
Sounds like a thousand
I back, put the toast in the holster and froze
I pose a poster, he's closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I he fight's dirty
but put thirty inside him and leave early
And when I went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is he said

You never met me, and you'll probably never see me
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..
{unknown singer}
You ride a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun, you're on the run
Got gold and you got your gun
But as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your
Got your horse and you got pride
You til there ain't no place to hide
It's sad cause the bad guys die
[Dr. + (Eminem)
He was "Shady," I seen by the on his face
He said ten paces {shit} I took eight
Spun around and I aimed straight for the
My {shit} bang but it only fired a blank, he said
(You need bullets, hurry up run!) {*imitating Rick*}
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his
We both drew at the same time and stunned
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was tellin the truth, why I didn't shoot
So what we gon' do, on you
(Do you recall when you and was a group?)
The Chronic!
(Well all we do is find a map to part two)
(And plus I know got it)

(Some old dude, got 26 plaques and he already sold two)
up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two pieces of gold of my satchel
We rolled two miles until we hit the
An old ghost town everybody forgot
A place where used to smoke chronic a lot
grabbed the shotgun (Dre here's the plot)
(Eminem)
This is the spot, they call him Doc
He's goin sayin he took the game from us
[Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, never see it comin]
But he got no legs, they cut 'em off at the stomach
He's got mechanical legs, he 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 back down a of steps
[Dr.
I two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swingin in, started gun slinging
I hear somebody singin - it sounded like a "G Thang,"
and a verse from "Keep Their Ringin"
I said "It's Day," and started to spray
Against 1800, he a AK
Hollow tips flyin every which way
(Eminem)
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came the gauge
I the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and landed down
Dre grabbed the map, the and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} that's
2X
die..
The Wild..
The Wild.. {*BANG BANG, BANG*}
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