Wild Wild West

The religion of the gun is the one that we profess

When the clock strikes 12 there's a bullet in your chest

Ride the bass like a horse, mother ******s we're the best

And there's nowhere you can hide in the wild wild west

Once upon a time in the wild wild west

Anarchy reigned supreme

And people were losing hope in institutions

Back then corrupted to the bone

There were only 4 entities left to withstand the chaos

Only these 4 to bring back the order:

The good (the good)

The bad (the bad)

The ugly (the ugly)

And the Wild Mother******s

I've got a gun in my hand and a bullet with your name

Finger on the trigger, click clack, okay

One slug for your head, another for your chest

Bang bang mother ******, it's the wild wild west

The good

The bad

The ugly

And the Wild Mother******s