Wild Cowboy

[Hook: Pusha-T & Malice] 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) [Verse 1: Markita] 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 units, 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 With 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 [Hook: Pusha-T & Malice] 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 [Verse 2: Malice] 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 pullin' 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 [Bridge] 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 [Verse 3: Pusha-T] 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! [Hook: Pusha-T & Malice] 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 Cause I'll tap your back (And let that be that) 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)