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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
Sweat on my brow, settle it now
I'ma show you how cowboys get down
I'm gold, waitin for this drama to unfold
I got a rolled
bold, gangsters blood runs cold
It's time to this old .45 colt
The wind's gusty, hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not
It's noon, he should be here soon
Sip a little moonshine inside a
All of a sudden I can hear the of hoofs
Sounds a thousand wolves
I cock back, put the 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 I'ma put thirty inside him and leave
And just when I went to fill him hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is he said

You met me, and you'll probably never see me again
but I you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot, I'm in the same as you
I'm tellin the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause you..
Chorus: {unknown
You ride like a cowboy the sun
And life ain't fun, when on the run
Got gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw begun
Got your shotgun by side
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 seen by the on his face
He said take ten {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!) Slick Rick*}
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his
We both at the same time and stood stunned
(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 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 of gold inside of my satchel
We two miles until we hit the spot
An old ghost town that forgot
A where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim 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
[Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it
But he got no legs, they cut 'em off at the stomach
He's got legs, he spins webs
Plus he's respected by the hip-hop heads
Our - is to get him to stop layin eggs
And we can put him on his back down a flight of
[Dr.
I drew two guns, spun them on my
the swingin doors in, started gun slinging
I could hear somebody - it sounded like a "G Thang,"
and a verse from "Keep Their Ringin"
I "It's Dre's Day," and started to spray
1800, he pulls a AK
Hollow tips flyin every which way
(Eminem)
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came the gauge
I fired the first shot, his body around
He hit the ground and landed 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,