Cowboys (Ft. Outsidaz) (исполнитель: Fugees)

This is the Fugees, Outsidaz up in here:

[Hook: Wyclef]
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
.45 by my side, do he live?
No, the [bad word] die!

[Pacewon]
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your bullet, but the bullet went ****
"Desperado", new word for [bad word] quot;
I pull out my gun and plug two like [bad word] 

[Verse 1: Wyclef & Pacewon]
Wyclef
Pacewon
Yo this was how the West was won
(Our motto, a [bad word] Desperado)
Rappers want to be actors
So they play the Jesse James Character
(And get they bones fractured)
You ain't got no guns, you off to the precinct
Inside tuff guys are feminine like Sheena Easton
Woman cry, woman cry, Son still dies
Thrown off the building like The Fall Guy
Caved in the grave cause you didn't know how to behave
Playin' cowboy now you sleep with the slaves
Who's the desperado, sellin' bottles in the alley
On some villain [bad word]  wearin' a mask like Jim Carrey
With his gat [bad word]  stinkin' up the crack spot
Pacewon dies with both eyes on the jackpot
The town that I'm from beggars eat cat chowder
Sundance Kid is the everyday purse snatcher
If you see [bad word]  you better [bad word] 
Like a terrorist I guarantee you he'll be humming
(Dynamite, dynamite, Clef I got the cash)
Yo let's skip town like Harlem nights

[Verse 2: Rah Digga & Lauryn Hill]
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah Digga likes the roaches
If anyone approaches
We be like noches, buenos
And [bad word] a poem for the many gun-slingers
R&singers, perpetrating guns with two fingers
My style is perhaps one of the foulest
I inhale large clouds of smoke through my chalice
(Buckin' at stars) and write rhymes for hours
The ghetto missy, drinkin' whiskey sours
Bust this scenario, can't no other [bad word] in the barrio
From North to Ontario, bust us when we in stereo
Cause me and Rashida rock the battles
It's apparent, your no talent, cause your blazin' in your saddle
Watch these rap [bad word] get all up in your pockets
Then bounce with accountants that give me good stock tips
Cause props is up, Digga's through the roof
Burnin' [bad word] like I'm 90 proof
And for all you head beaters
The lead eaters, the cheaters soon to be retreaters
While mamacitas carry real heaters
I rock the Dooby and L rocks the Nubian twists 9-6
 [bad word] gettin' dissed

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Zee & Praz]
Yeah, when the OUT's hooked up with the Refugees
It be more niggas than the NAACP [bad word] #39; up on weed of all type
Smokin' home-grown out tobacco pipes
(You've got to know when to hold them
Know when to fold them)
I can take the sunshine, [bad word] in your wine
Steal your concubine, walk away with your goldmine
(So ooh aaah achiga, Mamase Mamasa Mamakusa)
 [bad word] the sheriff, I shot John Wayne
Push him off [bad word] train in the movie Shane
Yeah me and that kid, um "What's his name?"
That would be me, Young Zee from No Brain
Smokin' pure from the health fodd store
While my [bad word] slaps cops like Zsa Zsa Gabor
 [bad word] with OUT's it's like those Islam brothers
We march through your hood with a million [bad word] 
So let's get high off the Fu-Gee-La
When the east is in the house, like I'm Blahzay-blah

[Verse 4: Forté]
When pandemonium strikes, at midnight
Full moon splits soft niggas in a lunatic
On some absurd [bad word] 
You talk back, hustlin' crack don't make you bigger
Niggas who take your measurements quick, don't make it quicker
Stick and slide with vigor
City streets hot like liquor
21 gun salutin', shootin' niggas from the roof and
Got nerve to mouth about it and the weight you claim you movin'
Your whole style is loose and we gon' sew it like it's cotton
You fail to recognize that everybody could get gotten
The bounty on your head, says your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block
Medina is the east side of town lounge never till we yawnin'
Gun players regular front page is the bonus
Life will keep existing while I'm [bad word] #39; on opponents
Life will keep existing while I'm [bad word] #39; on opponents

[Hook]
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