Clipse, Markita - Wild Cowboy lyrics

Look - you ain't dealin wit no child's toy
I'm a wild cowboy (yo I'm a wild cowboy)
Yet you walk around town with
Them real aisle toys
Your best bet, recognize my style boy
Cause I'll tap your back
(and let that be that)

If I had a nine or a twenty-two
It wouldn't make a difference
Close range or up on the
Roof at long distance using a scope
Tie up your family using a rope
Dump you in the river with weights
You won't float
Abusing your folks, one of the methods
You get the message
Probably take about a week before
They find the wreckage
So pay up or it's a, beef forever
Till I get the dough it's gon'


Be like we was glued together
So what you think it can't happen to you?
Cause I'm a broad? till I
Start clapping at you
Pull out the sword take a couple
Steps turn around like a western
Spin one-eighty degrees, squeeze off
Blow your chest in
Weigh shots by the unit's
Bang this opportunist
You want war, I'm quick on draw
Like cartoonists it's two kinds of people
The haves and have nots
The ones that punch clocks or
Those wit stash spots
See I got the cash locked when
I spit the hot verse the rules of the game
Is to get the drop first
Oh, you don't get it? well you
Will when I spit it
Divine exquisite, connected like consitics
I eat, sleep and shit it
Surprise the critics
Wit a flow that defies all
The laws of physics wages of sin
Give me a shank and two cases of gin
My patience is thin
Wild gals take the places of men

Look - you ain't dealin wit no child's toy
I'm a wild cowboy (yo I'm a wild cowboy)
Yet you walk around town with
Them real aisle toys
Your best bet, recognize my style boy
Cause I'll tap your back
(and let that be that)
Look - you ain't dealin wit no child's toy
I'm a wild cowboy (yo I'm a wild cowboy)
Yet you walk around town with
Them real aisle toys
Your best bet, recognize my style boy

I told them like this
Give it up and don't resist
The name Malicious and my aim don't miss
A hollow tip in the clip with his name on it
Thought he had a parade till we rained on it
Now it's the final lap, move too slow
Tried to react
My final tap a spinal tap all in his back
We never chance em, get the ransom
Ambulance em
All or Nothing, our motto and anthem
I gotta watch my back
Cause these niggas is hungry
Got the good, bad and ugly wantin to slug me
We roll out and tear the city up
Wild cowboys moving along, giddy up
What's up and we can buck til the sunset
Pick em off one by one, havin' fun yet?
We got money to get and there's hoes to lust
Ain't enough room in this town
For the both of us, fuck
You see we pulling toasters, out the holsters
Wanted dead or alive, my face on posters
We come to collect debts, roll wit twin tecs
All the chrome fours spinning on my index

And for all niggas that study
Neptunes beats till they go nutty
Make you say what the fuck he
Gonna do what my Glock bust? He
Make the cops wonder where the
Odor went like Tussy

You're gonna need your best five
To tangle with suicide
Boy, you vs I, however it's do or die
Who are you to question my
Presence like who am I name Terrar
Now the new question is who's to try
No one, put two up in em the slow gun
Turn his face so our eyes don't meet
He know something that nigga flow something
His money it grow something
But come at him sideways in the street
He'll blow something
Fuck your temple, I gotta make my mark
That's too simple
I'd rather hit him once in each cheek
Leave him with dimples so if the bitch live
He'll walk around with my stencil
And if the bitch die
Outline him in chalk pencil
Everything flooded, we star-studded celestial
Space Ghost flow, extra-terrestrial
If ya'll can't hear me, increase the decibel
When we talk money
Exclude the decimal bitch!