Wild Wild West - Original Mix

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 fuckers 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 Motherfuckers
 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 fucker, it's the wild wild west
 The good (the good)
 The bad (the bad)
 The ugly (the ugly)
 And the Wild Motherfuckers