Wild Wild West Songtext
von Kool Moe Dee

The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west

The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west


I used to live downtown, 129th Street, Convent
Everything′s upbeat
Parties, ball in the park
Nothing, but girls after dark
We chill, nobody gets ill in the place
We call the hill but if you try 'em
That′s when they will get wild, but they don't fight
They kill at the...

The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west

I remember parties
Out in the park with the girlies
Rubbing up in the dark, I was smooth
Until someone pulled a gun
It was over, they spoiled my fun
I was flying, just like a track star
Dying, nah, I ran through the backyard
Trying to get into my building
Saying, "Why in the heck won't somebody kill them?"

One day the fellas got together
They vowed that no one would ever come on our block, and terrorize us
The gangs that used to do it, now they idolize us
Guns, we don′t like to use them unless, our enemies choose them
We prefer to fight you on like a man and beat you down with our hands
And body slam you at the...


The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west

We don′t start trouble, but boy do we end it
Our time, we like to spend it
Snapping, boy do we heat up
But we'll take time out to beat up a sucker, if he wants static
Beat down, yeah we got it
Good, and we′ll accommodate you
Thanks to us, a lot of brothers hate to come back, to this very day
'Cause losing′s one thing we don't play
If you′re ever in a fight and you're beating one of us
Break out
Before you get bum rushed at the...

The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west

The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
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The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west

I'm talking about Nappy Red, Theo, Tony and Milton
Mike Mike Sluggo and Mike Chillion
D.O.B., Reggie B, and Sidney
Dano B, Derrick B, Sean B, and don′t forget
Big Hank, Don Ice and Sire Rock
God bless Peter Wax, Chuck Chuck, and Pork Chop
El Dorado George way back in the day

Had all the brothers on the hill talking this way
They said, "God, have mercy L.A Sunshine"
And my DJ Easy Lee, are from around the way
Jock Jock, Philly Phil, Don D always
But they′re chillin', Keith Keith, KV
Steve O, Ross Ross and A Fi
Beroni, Toss Toss and Hung Hunk
We fight with our hands, and nobody′s a punk!
At the...

The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west

The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west
The wild, wild west