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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 real get down
I'm polishin gold, waitin for this to unfold
I got a {blunt}
Feelin bold, gangsters blood cold
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 passed noon, he should be here
Sip a little moonshine inside a
All of a I can hear the sound of hoofs
Sounds like a wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the and froze
I pose like a poster, he's than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's
but I'ma put thirty him and leave early
And just when I to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he

You met me, and you'll probably never see me again
but I know you - the name's Slim - you revenge?
Then shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
I'm tellin the truth, I got a on my head too, cause when you..
Chorus: singer}
You ride like a 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 your
You ride til there no place to hide
sad cause the bad guys always die
[Dr. + (Eminem)
He was "Shady," I seen by the on his face
He said take ten paces {shit} I took
around and I aimed straight for the brain
My {shit} went bang but it fired a blank, he said
(You need bullets, up run!) {*imitating Slick Rick*}
I put a in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
We both 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 what we 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 know got it)

(Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he sold two)
up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two pieces of gold of my satchel
We rolled two miles we hit the spot
An old ghost town everybody forgot
A place where used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the shotgun (Dre the plot)
(Eminem)
This is the spot, call him Doc Loveless
He's goin around sayin he took the game us
shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin]
But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the
got mechanical legs, he spins webs
Plus well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission - is to get him to stop eggs
And we can put him on his back a flight of steps
[Dr.
I drew two guns, them on my fingers
Kicked the doors in, started gun slinging
I could hear somebody singin - it like a "G Thang,"
and a verse from "Keep Their Ringin"
I said "It's Dre's Day," and started to
1800, he pulls a AK
Hollow tips started every which way
(Eminem)
when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
I the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and landed upside
Dre grabbed the map, the and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} rolled
2X
die..
The Wild..
The Wild.. West BANG, BANG*}
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