THE CLIPSE

THE CLIPSE - Wild Cowboy lyrics

rate me

(feat. Markita)

[Chorus - Terrar (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 - 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 records

So pay up or it's a, beef forever

Till I get the dough it's gon' be like we we're 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

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 think the places of men

[Chorus - Terrar (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 - 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 to slow

Tried to react, my final tap a spinal tap ball in his back

We never chance em, get the ransom, ambulance em

All or Nothing, my motto and anthem

I gotta watch my back, cause these niggaz 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

[Bridge]

And for all niggaz that study

Neptunes beats till they go nutty

Make you say what the fucky

Gonna do what my glock busty

Make the cops wonder where the older went like Tussy

[Verse - Terrar]

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!

[Chorus x4]

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