Fastest nigga in the wild West or East you ever saw
Those dudes quick fast to grab the mic
And ruin you, like I'm the Bill Clinton scandal
Turn around and wave goodbye, to your people
In case some punks roll up, yo P, flash the weapon
I wasn't here when I wrote this
Three two murder one lyric at your door"
Any superhero we lettin' 'em know from door
Draw, draw
Act fool, turn shit out, no doubt
Spurs on my Timb's, when I start blazin', hit the floor
You just pull a gun out on me?
Pass a law, hardcore in the residence
Now you know you done fucked up right?
Cowards duckin', I'm emptyin' chambers when I'm bustin'
And hit the saloon, causin' the guns in my holster to make room
Impeach 'em, then I Erick can B. President
Who the hell you think you are comin' up in here ya damn Yankee?
Ain't no Two Gun Billy 'round here
Flee the scene, or see the infrared beam
Three two murder one lyric at your door"
What you hearin' when you step with the
Up the top with the street team hangin' out, hangin' Squadron posters
Draw, cock it back, squeezin' metaphors
(Where was you?)
Forty-four caliber chrome, read it
The hard route and watch all the B-boys sprout
On the mic I dismantle, leave an impression
Hah
Put one up in your sternum, gun 'em down and burn 'em
Like Josie Wale and Clint Eastwood at High Noon
Now if any one of y'all see him
So amigo, take ten paces, move your feet slow
I'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zone"
"Ten nine eight seven six five four
"Ten nine eight seven six five four
Tell him that E P M D was in town
An outlaw, my horse drinkin' water from the reservoir
Quick with mine, smokin' up heaters, when I'm crushin'
Time to draw, I'm aimin' for your dome and jaw
Time to ride again until next time to draw
Drinkin' moonshine, writin' rhymes with the pants saggin'
Nice with the weapontry, you ain't shootin' me, you shot the deputy
Me and my dogs homey reppin'
Air the room out, take a picture, get the zoom out
P and Erick Sermon is like a Ruger German
Draw, draw
And focus, or go into hypnosis
(Ahh)
"Gimme that microphone
"Gimme that microphone
I'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zone"
Can't count ten paces, I'm already heated
Black dragon, puffin' L's in the truck wagon
