Artist: dr. dre and eminemthe wild gotham, the wild west, ride
Dr. dre:
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, to go down at one
Set on my brow, lets settle it now
Ima show you how real cowboys get down
Polish the gold, waiting for this drama to unfold
I got a blunt rolled
Philly bowl, gangstas blood runs cold
Its time to reload this old 45 colt
And the winds gust its hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots to make sure Im not rusty
Its passed noon, he should be here soon
I sip a little moonshine inside a saloon
All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofs
Sound like a thousand wolves
I cock back with the toast in the holster and frooze
I pose as a poster, hes closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fights dirty
But ima put thirty inside him and leave early
Just when I went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said
Eminem:
You never met me, youll probably never see me again
But I know you, and the name is slim
You want revenge then dont shoot
Im in the same boots as you
Im telling the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you
Chorus:
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life aint fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there aint no place to hide
Its sad cause the bad guys always die
Dr. dre:
He was shady, could see it by the look on his face
He said take ten paces, shit, I took eight
Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain
The shit went bang but it only fired a blank, he said
{eminem: you need bullets, hurry up run}
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
He pulled two at the same time and stood stunned
{eminem: go ahead shoot me, but Im not the one you want}
I figured he was telling the truth, thats why I didnt shoot
So what we gonna do, its on you
Eminem:
Do you recall when you and snoop was a group
{dre: the chronic}
Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two
And plus I know whos got it (who)
Some old dude, hes got 26 plagues and he already sold two
Dr. dre:
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle
Carried two pieces of gold inside of my saddle
We rolled two miles until we hit the spot
An old ghost town that everybody forgot
A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the shotgun
Eminem:
Dre heres the plot
This is the spot, they call him doc loveless
Hes going around saying he took the game from us
{dre: lets shoot him in the kneecaps, hell never see it coming}
He aint got no legs, they cut them off at the stomach
Hes got mechanical legs, he spins webs
Plus hes well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission is to get him to stop laying eggs
And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps
Dr. dre:
I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swinging doors in, and started gun slinging
I could hear somebody singing
It sounded like a g thang, and a verse from keep their heads ringing
I said its dres day and started to spray
But its 1800, colts the ak
Hollow tips started flying every which way
Eminem:
Thats when I seen dre in trouble and came with the gage
I fired the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and landed upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the plagues and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a blunt thats rolled
Chorus:
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life aint fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there aint no place to hide
Its sad cause the bad guys always die
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life aint fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there aint no place to hide
Its sad cause the bad guys always die
