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The Red Dead West
- Wild west,
- This aint where you wanna be,
- pop a bullet in your chest,
- leave you six feet deep,
- Wrap my lasso round you neck,
- hang you from a tree,
- Gallop down to sheriffs office,
- Collect my bounty,
- All of these are the ways that you could meet your fate,
- If you cross paths with my while Im running straight,
- And if i catch you handing me your dead eyes,
- Y'all best believe Ill be switching on that dead eye,
- Im John Marston the pioneering Jedi,
- Draw so fast from the hip,
- Make the sparks fly,
- Yall so fast with the clip,
- Makin' the cops die.
- Jaw so slack from the squint,
- Western samurai.
- Im pouring powder,
- But not the kind you think,
- The kind of stuff Im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,
- Two grams in the chamber sure to make a widow weep,
- One hand on the trigger stacking bodies in a heap,
- Two lambs on the simmer while im cranking up the heat
- Make amends with this sinner while Im waiting on my steed
- Cuz this the wild west,
- Youll get your fucking neck torn,
- Dont believe me?
- Well I guess I'm just gonna have to show'm
- Two taps of the trigger and the heads gone,
- Call me Gob Bluth cuz I'll be pulling tricks life long.
- Got some fresh dug gold, that imma pawn,
- Got a fresh slug loaded, but its a fawn
- Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,
- Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,
- But I guess its bout time this tale went and ended,
- Apprehending all the crooks was my intention,
- Mess making, now my eyes can finally rest,
- Aint no easy task cleaning up the Wild West.
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