1882…How the…How am I in 1882!?
Old western saloon piano, fiddle, hip-hopLyrics
This is my red dead redemption
Kick in the door to the saloon
six shooter on my hip in case somebody wants to duel
quickest draw in the west I won’t be made a fool
my pocket watch is buss down all the western girls drool
man it’s fun to be a gangster here in 1882
spur on my boots
snakeskin with the pointed toes too
i shot the sheriff and the mayor boo
then I boned both their wives
we were whisky drunk and high
playing poker on the table won the gamble that’s no lie
heard a Big Bang and I shouted golly gee
when I saw who walked in it was my arch enemy
his name is Sheriff walker and he’s come to take my guns
but I told him turn around you don’t want no problems son
he said yes I do I don’t mean to be rude
but I know that you’ve shot the husband of the widow named Gertrude
I asked him how he knows
what proof has he got
he said he’s got 3 witnesses that saw the dude get dropped
so I did what I do best on my trusty horse I hopped
told him giddy up
and his Hooves clip and clopped
we kept goin even though the suns dropped
straight to the top
we had to get to Albuquerque to buy some live stock
bro followed in his stagecoach
that his fuckin daddy bought
he owned like two banks
now who would’ve thought
that this was the night that the sheriff got shot
this was a feud like biggie and pac
moral of the story in a rough nutshell
six shooters fucking suck they have a lot of recoil
so make sure if you’re gonna shoot your shot
that the sights are tuned in or your ass will be in jail
this life was fun until I met the hangman’s noose
this is the life of a trap lord in 1882