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Hang ‘Em High Lyrics By Sadat X

    sadat x and dv alias khrist
    wild cowboys and you know that
    legend of the cowboy and you know that they’re

    sadat x
    a lot of nigga’s stepped up to the bad man
    chest puffed out with your head wide open
    hoping to spot a chip in this frame
    ill live then die by the burning flame of the ok corral
    cowboy style from the corners on down to colorado’s
    big nigga’s from uptown riding into tahoe uh
    saloon setting kids is walking round drinking
    whiskey and scotch strictly out of shot glasses
    looking screwfaced at the next nigga who passes
    there’s women in garter belts and cigarettes
    and on the side there’s the price game
    nigga’splayingtheprice game
    indian red was banging nigga’s in the head
    with his man apache joe theyll take your money off the floor
    theyre sidebetting for a better theyre making cheddar
    that tribal shit is workingsound the wampum drums
    cause my indian mansll break the great dickuh
    walk in the new york territory
    on the back of a tree there’s a picture of me
    it says i’m lawless flawless a hustler plus a gunrustler
    wanted in carolina for selling some of new york’s finer
    marshal cooper say he want me marshal cooper got to get me
    marshal cooper say he need me marshal cooper better wet me
    i gathered all of y’all all of my trusted men
    all of my baddest nigga’s
    nigga’s that’s quickest with the triggers
    there’s disturbing news on the wire
    that my dome piece is done sent to piece out for hire
    i ain’t going down over no money exchange
    do they forsake i who reigns as king of the range

    hook dv alias khrist
    in this land of wildness yo you
    better pack your vest in the
    streets there’s nothing but crime so youre
    best to watch your behind uh huh

    sadat x
    meanwhile saloon setting is back to full swing
    bars getting money people doing they thing
    there’s strictly boss players with this kid named minnesota my man
    as women start to fill up turn the notch on the grill up
    and add more stakes to the house banks for gamblers
    halfpipes to scramblers are free for wild cowboys
    youll never bring decoys if you want to make real noise
    the bigger the stick the bigger the fire ill never hit
    a man in the backa coward acts like that
    lay out my black hat cause i feel like the bad man
    who on the rise the d’s to manhattan
    let’s walk the thirty paces on the now rule races
    oh it’s the marshal cooper and i love how he doing this
    women saying don’t get hurt and i ain’t planning on it
    ten steps taken as i hit the blam factor
    is dick an actor or is death the benefactor
    leave him twitching in the dirt like cousin harold from the menace
    i’m in this to win this on the great wide trail
    i’m ten times as bad as john wayne could ever be
    plus i’m down with the indian and hed have to begin his shit again
    i’m responsible for that body in the alley
    i’ll louisiana purchase that ass with remy’s purchase
    and hard shots of tequila where the dancing girls
    let’s get right as the story unfurls
    piano man keep playing keep them keys banging
    funeral man dig three gravesthere’s gon be a hanging
    now this right here ain’t for the youth to see
    a grown man assedout swinging from a tree

    hook dv alias khrist
    in this land of wildness yo you
    better pack your vest in the
    streets there’s nothing but crime so youre
    best to watch your behind uh huh

    sadat x
    joe tex was the biggest hombre from the projects
    had all the work locked down so he thought yeah yeah yeah
    but he drank and got looselipped let a lot of news slip
    stripped of his game and got his self murdered
    thoughts of him are passing like the buffalo
    got his self rocked in the ninetysix brandnew acura
    nigga’s said it was lightningblaoblew out the back mirror
    hah you knowm saying dig check it out
    they say that cowboys never die they just ride off into the sun
    a little tale from sadat x of how the world was won
    check it out remember this
    gunslingers deadringers with presidents
    is found tied with no explanation
    of how they died yo the great sadat x
    the high plains drifter no question

    hook dv alias khrist
    in this land of wildness yo you
    better pack your vest in the
    streets there’s nothing but crime so youre
    best to watch your behind uh huh

    Artist: Sadat X

    Year: 1996

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 462