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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 you how real cowboys get down
I'm polishin gold, waitin for drama to unfold
I got a rolled
bold, gangsters blood runs cold
It's time to this old .45 colt
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 here
Sip a little moonshine a saloon
All of a sudden I can the sound of hoofs
Sounds like a thousand
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and
I like a poster, he's closer than close
I the heat sturdy, I heard 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 is what he said

You never met me, and you'll never see me again
but I know you - the Slim - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot, I'm in the boots as you
I'm the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you..
Chorus: {unknown
You like a cowboy toward the sun
And life fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got gun
But life as an outlaw just
Got your shotgun by your
Got your and you got your 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 look on his
He said take ten paces {shit} I took
Spun around and I aimed for the brain
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 and stood stunned
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I he was tellin the truth, that's why I didn't shoot
So what we do, it's on you
(Do you recall you and Snoop was a group?)
The Chronic!
(Well all we do is find a map to part two)
(And I know who's got it)

(Some old dude, he's got 26 and he already sold two)
up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two of gold inside of my satchel
We rolled two until we hit the spot
An old ghost town that everybody
A where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the (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 see it comin]
But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the
He's got mechanical legs, he webs
Plus well 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, 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 Dre's Day," and to spray
Against 1800, he a AK
tips started flyin every which way
(Eminem)
That's when I Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
I fired the first shot, spun his 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*}
Ha ha,