Anybody around here seen Two Gun Billy? I said, did anybody around here seen Two Gun Billy? Ain't no Two Gun Billy 'round here Who the hell you think you are comin' up in here ya damn Yankee?You just pull a gun out on me? Now you know you done ****** up right? Now if any one of y'all see him Tell him that E P M D was in town Draw, cock it back, squeezin' metaphors Spurs on my Timb's, when I start blazin', hit the floor Cowards duckin', I'm emptyin' chambers when I'm bustin' Quick with mine, smokin' up heaters, when I'm crushin' Nice with the weapontry, you ain't shootin' me, you shot the deputy(Ahh) What you hearin' when you step with the Black dragon, puffin' L's in the truck wagon Drinkin' moonshine, writin' rhymes with the pants saggin' And hit the saloon, causin' the guns in my holster to make room Like Josie Wale and Clint Eastwood at High NoonSo amigo, take ten paces, move your feet slow Turn around and wave goodbye, to your people Time to draw, I'm aimin' for your dome and jaw Fastest ***** in the wild West or East you ever saw An outlaw, my horse drinkin' water from the reservoir Time to ride again until next time to draw"Ten nine eight seven six five fourThree two murder one lyric at your door" Draw, draw"Gimme that microphoneI'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zone""Ten nine eight seven six five fourThree two murder one lyric at your door" Draw, draw"Gimme that microphoneI'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zone" HahThose dudes quick fast to grab the mic Flee the scene, or see the infrared beam On the mic I dismantle, leave an impression And ruin you, like I'm the Bill Clinton scandal Impeach 'em, then I Erick can B. President Pass a law, hardcore in the residence Act fool, turn **** out, no doubt The hard route and watch all the B-boys sprout Air the room out, take a picture, get the zoom out And focus, or go into hypnosis I wasn't here when I wrote this(Where was you?) Up the top with the street team hangin' out, hangin' Squadron posters Me and my dogs homey reppin' In case some punks roll up, yo P, flash the weapon Forty-four caliber chrome, read it Can't count ten paces, I'm already heated P and Erick Sermon is like a Ruger German Put one up in your sternum, gun 'em down and burn 'em Any superhero we lettin' 'em know from door Come correct when it's time to draw
Anybody around here seen Two Gun Billy? I said, did anybody around here seen Two Gun Billy? Ain't no Two Gun Billy 'round here Who the hell you think you are comin' up in here ya damn Yankee?You just pull a gun out on me? Now you know you done ****** up right? Now if any one of y'all see him Tell him that E P M D was in town Draw, cock it back, squeezin' metaphors Spurs on my Timb's, when I start blazin', hit the floor Cowards duckin', I'm emptyin' chambers when I'm bustin' Quick with mine, smokin' up heaters, when I'm crushin' Nice with the weapontry, you ain't shootin' me, you shot the deputy(Ahh) What you hearin' when you step with the Black dragon, puffin' L's in the truck wagon Drinkin' moonshine, writin' rhymes with the pants saggin' And hit the saloon, causin' the guns in my holster to make room Like Josie Wale and Clint Eastwood at High NoonSo amigo, take ten paces, move your feet slow Turn around and wave goodbye, to your people Time to draw, I'm aimin' for your dome and jaw Fastest ***** in the wild West or East you ever saw An outlaw, my horse drinkin' water from the reservoir Time to ride again until next time to draw"Ten nine eight seven six five fourThree two murder one lyric at your door" Draw, draw"Gimme that microphoneI'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zone""Ten nine eight seven six five fourThree two murder one lyric at your door" Draw, draw"Gimme that microphoneI'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zone" HahThose dudes quick fast to grab the mic Flee the scene, or see the infrared beam On the mic I dismantle, leave an impression And ruin you, like I'm the Bill Clinton scandal Impeach 'em, then I Erick can B. President Pass a law, hardcore in the residence Act fool, turn **** out, no doubt The hard route and watch all the B-boys sprout Air the room out, take a picture, get the zoom out And focus, or go into hypnosis I wasn't here when I wrote this(Where was you?) Up the top with the street team hangin' out, hangin' Squadron posters Me and my dogs homey reppin' In case some punks roll up, yo P, flash the weapon Forty-four caliber chrome, read it Can't count ten paces, I'm already heated P and Erick Sermon is like a Ruger German Put one up in your sternum, gun 'em down and burn 'em Any superhero we lettin' 'em know from door Come correct when it's time to draw
