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..