[Chorus: 2x]  Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys  Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys  Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys  Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys    [Sadat X]  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  All of y'all out there might think that I'm strange  But the wild cowboy never lived on no range  The only prairie I seen was in the library  And the last Indian I seen was headin towards Cleveland  Y'all can believe in what y'all believe in  But stop the bullshittin and deceivin  When the O.K. Corral bell rings for the winter  I'ma flash back to '79 with Thelma drinkin wine  You could see that it was me even with that small screen  Al Green had a major string of hits  And I wanna be like him, in the fact, that each one was a gem  My man Mashburn is killin 'em down in Dallas  I seen him one day after this bullshit show called Alice  The wild cowboy is hard to resist  Make the play, get the assist, girlfriends hate genesis  Me and Diamond D +Dug+ deep In The Crates  Been rhymin for high rates, did wild show dates  My name is X yo my name is X, worth more weight than gold  Precious than your baby who's a year old  Step to war without your armor, results in trauma  Mad drama, I'm the mad bomber  Young girls stay away cuz I'm dangerous  I'm a grown man, don't force my hand  I'll judge off cuz I can (Cuz I can and I will..)    [Chorus]    [Sadat X]  Hey I got a lot of family on both sides of the tracks  Some is livin positive while others is sellin crack  Two sides to livin yo step up and place your vote  Like a 'murder that she wrote,' hey that's my own qoute  Now should I clear myself for samples?  Or make cats examples of my cowboy status Boyd Roger?  You ever see Oliver Twist and his boostin man Dodger?  Takin wallets in the street, sign my name in the wet con-crete  A big X, so wide ya break ya fuckin legs  For me to be dead-ass, have bread and water in a tall glass,  is lunacy, madness, and I ain't on no badness  But in this point in time I can't take no backward steps (Uh-uh)  I like crisp, green, money, and a lot of it  In big bills, cuz money right here make this whole world spin  Say you went on a gin, cuz honey go home with strange men  Dance by the light of the silvery moon  Then wake up in the mornin with the hay in your eyes  Your purple with that herpes bump, who want the rump?  Some niggas joint got a lump from that late night hump  What does it take to be a cowboy? Hold on down boy  Cuz I don't got no contracts in my pockets  Kids run up our amp like they stuck they hands in sockets    [Chorus] 2x    [Sadat X]  I rule uptown to Nairu with an iron fist  Grand Master, national titlest  I string people out, plus I bring people out  So Heineken's across the board for all my men  Check it out, I'm verse for now but I'ma do this again  Remember the wild cowboy's in the heart's of all men  But then again some kids ain't never gonna win  And they'll be played in here    [Chorus]    [Sadat X]  Yeah, Nubian style, so versatile  Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile  One nineteen and one twenty  8th Avenue, 7th Avenue  1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue  3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam  And Broadway, and even more  And Castle Hill, money fill the bill  And haha, ya don't stop  To my man Marcus Mark, ya don't stop  To my man Early Bird, ya don't stop...