Wild Wild West - Wild Motherfuckers

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