Gunfight

[Intro: Lateef the Truthspeaker] Yeah, It's a gunfight, It's a gunfight Where? Outside [Verse 1: Lateef the Truthspeaker] I step out the saloon, about a quarter to noon Might as well have been a quarter to DOOM Strapped with my six-shooter, next to my six pack My sawed-off, slung over my right shoulder, hung on my back Heavy artillery weigh down my belt strap Ain’t gon' be no killing me without the clack clack and crack Of the hammer slamming down into action On the chest of any courageous brave soul Who wanna come test The West? Select the weapon you want But don’t mess with the best Any problems we can lay ‘em to rest Make sure they sleepin’ in the closed casket With skills, that’s obviously the most, murderous I paint the bullseye, just show me the target There’s a vest that can stop that's ain’t been invented yet If I got ya in my sights, it’s a fair bet The back of your shirt is probably wet And it ain’t just sweat [Chorus: Lateef the Truthspeaker] It’s a gunfight Ya life on the line what's your rep? It’s a gunfight High noon, fight to the death It’s a gunfight Don’t bring no knives, no fists It’s a gunfight, it’s a gunfight Ya life on the line, what's your rep? It’s a gunfight High noon, fight to the death It’s a gunfight Don’t bring no knives, no fists It’s a gunfight [Verse 2: MF DOOM] Squash it, proper airen aim on the strong bear Matching pair o' nickel six poppers and throwin' on our gear See 'pure Iroquois mi amor ya massi breed deed To feed black bellies seeds in need .44’s before the black talons, black stallions Bag o' wagon’s rations, bullying for the cash in What’s the haps, bust the caps It’s a rap attack, factor that it could be a trap clatin' hats was cracked Catch him at the river bed, nakedly wretched Blood’ll flow downstream as they shiver, dead or check it I’ll be up ahead away Hold your fire, stay out the light The stagecoach was wide open, something ain’t right Shot in the back, felt two hot-lit entities Empty 12 shells, horse fell Sent Hell, six enemies Surrounded by militia, they ‘bout to unmask me Lastly, blew her a kiss and made plan B gasted blasphemy [Chorus: Lateef the Truthspeaker] It’s a gunfight Ya life on the line what's your rep? It’s a gunfight High noon, fight to the death It’s a gunfight Don’t bring no knives, no fists It’s a gunfight, it’s a gunfight Ya life on the line, what's your rep? It’s a gunfight High noon, fight to the death It’s a gunfight Don’t bring no knives, no fists It’s a gunfight [Verse 3: Gift Of Gab] Stepped out the s'loon about a quarter to five I was jittery but the whiskey put the jitters behind me I've been sipping since 12:50 (Not tipsy and blindly) I come into the city square (Just to get blindly) You see, Ol' Black Jack done got out of city jail and word is He's pissed off and looking for my tail Now we go back, me and Black Jack some time extended He just did 3 years in jail for a crime I committed Now when I tell we don't call lawmens We take the dispute into our own hands Cock pistols, take paces, and shoot I hear footsteps behind me It's Ms. Otture I hear rufflin' in the bushes It's just a old mule I'm paranoid, it's gettin' dark and folks is goin' inside Somebody grabbed me by the shoulder, I blew off his eye It is just old Todd Rittlis Now the jitters return My soul started shivering A Pallbearer carries his urn (Past me) Ms. Cassidy came whispered in my ear Said, "No need to look no further Mr. Black Jack's in here" So here it is, I guess you might call this the moment of truth I bust inside, my pistol cocked, Black Jack is sittin' at the booth He turns around, we make contact, I can't see him, he see's me back Once we draw, cut back and aim at each other, squeeze, clack clack Oh, oh, you got me You got me [Chorus: Lateef the Truthspeaker & MF DOOM] It’s a gunfight Ya life on the line what's your rep? It’s a gunfight High noon, fight to the death (Do what I tell you) It’s a gunfight Don’t bring no knives, no fists It’s a gunfight (You'll never take me alive) It’s a gunfight Ya life on the line, what's your rep? It’s a gunfight High noon, fight to the death It’s a gunfight Don’t bring no knives, no fists It’s a gunfight