The Wild.. Gotham. The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG BANG*}. Ha ha riiiiide... [Dr. Dre]. All you see is the sun reflectin off of the gun. I'm ready for the showdown that go down at one. Sweat on my brow let's settle it now. I'ma show you how real cowboys get down. I'm polishin gold waitin for this drama to unfold. I got a {blunt} rolled. Feelin bold gangsters blood runs cold. It's time to reload this old .45 colt. The wind's gusty it's hot muggy and dusty. Bust a couple shots make sure I'm not rusty. It's passed noon he should be here soon. Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon. All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofs. Sounds like a thousand wolves. I cock back put the toast in the holster and froze. I pose like a poster he's closer than close. I hold the heat sturdy I heard he fight's dirty. but I'ma put thirty inside him and leave early. And 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 and you'll probably never see me again. but I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?. Then don't shoot I'm in the same boots as you. I'm tellin the truth I got a price on my head too cause when you... Chorus: {unknown singer}. You ride like a cowboy toward the sun. And life ain't fun when you're 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 pride. You ride til there ain't no place to hide. It's sad cause the bad guys always die. [Dr. Dre] + (Eminem). He was "Shady" I seen by the look on his face. He said take ten paces {shit} I took eight. Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain. My {shit} went bang but it only fired a blank he said. (You need bullets hurry up run!) {*imitating Slick Rick*}. I put a clip in the gun and pointed at his lungs. We both drew at the same time and stood stunned. (Go ahead shoot me but I'm not the one you want). I figured he was tellin the truth that's why I didn't shoot. So what we gon' do it's on you. (Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group?). The Chronic!. (Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two). (And plus I know who's got it). Who?. (Some old dude he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two). Loaded up my saddle got ready for battle. Hid 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 (Dre here's the plot). (Eminem). This is the spot they call him Doc Loveless. He's goin around sayin he took the game from us. [Let's shoot him in his kneecaps he'll never see it comin]. But he ain't got no legs they cut 'em off at the stomach. He's got mechanical legs he spins webs. Plus he's well respected by the hip-hop heads. Our mission - is to get him to stop layin 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 swingin doors in started gun slinging. I could hear somebody singin - it sounded like a "G Thang". and a verse from "Keep Their Heads Ringin". I said "It's Dre's Day" and started to spray. Against 1800 he pulls a AK. Hollow tips started flyin every which way. (Eminem). That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge. I fired the first shot spun his body around. He hit the ground and landed upside down. Dre grabbed the map the plaques and the gold. I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} that's rolled. Chorus 2X. Always die... The Wild.. Gotham. The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG BANG*}. Ha ha riiiiide...