Dr. Dre: All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun Ready for the showdown, to go down, at one Sweat on my brow, let's settle it now I'ma show you how real cowboys get down Polish the gold, waiting for this drama to unfold I got a blunt rolled Feelin' bold, gangsta's blood runs cold It's time to reload this old 45 colt The wind's gusty, it's hot muggy and dusty Bust a couple shots to make sure I'm not rusty It's passed noon, he should be here soon sip a little moonshine inside a saloon All of a sudden I can hear the sounds of hooves Sound like a thousand wolves I cock back, with the toast in the holster and frooze I pose as a poster, he's closer than close I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty But I'ma put thirty inside and leave early Just when I went to fill him with hot lead I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said
Eminem: You never met me, you'll probably never see me again But I know you, the name is Slim You want revenge then don't shoot I'm in the same boots as you I'm telling the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you
Chorus: Ride like a cowboy toward the sun Life ain't fun, when your on the run Got your gold and you got your gun Life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride till there ain't no place to hide It's sad cause the bad guys always die
Dr. Dre: He was shady, could see it by the look on his face He said take ten paces, shit, I took eight Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain The shit went bang but it only fired a blank, he said {Eminem: You need bullets, hurry up run} I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs He pulled two at the same time and stood stunned {Eminem: Go ahead shoot me, but I'm not the one you want} I figured he was telling the truth, that's why I didn't shoot So what we gonna do, it's on you
Eminem: Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group {Dre: the Chronic} Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two And plus I know who's got it (Who) Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two
Dr. Dre: Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle Hid two pieces of gold inside of my satchel We rode two miles until we hit the spot An old ghost town that everybody forgot A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot Slim grabbed the shotgun
Eminem: Dre here's the plot This is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless He's going around saying he took the game from us {Dre: Let's shoot him in the kneecaps, he'll never see it coming} He ain't got no legs, they cut them off at the stomach He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs Plus he's well respected by the hip-hop heads Our mission, is to get him to stop laying eggs And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps
Dr. Dre: I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers Kicked the swinging doors in, and started gun slinging I could hear somebody singing It sounded like a G Thang, and a verse from Keep Their Heads Ringing I said it's Dre's Day and started to spray It's 1800, he pulls an AK Hollow tips started flying every which way
Eminem: That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gage I fired the first shot, spun his body around He hit the ground and landed upside down Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the gold I grabbed two girlies and a blunt that's rolled
Chorus: Ride like a cowboy toward the sun When life ain't fun, when your on the run Got your gold and you got your gun Life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your ride You ride till there ain't no place to hide It's sad cause the bad guys always die