cowboy trouble

intro:
i tuck my cross inside my vest for protection
now hand me my beef jerky

no dis aint your ordinary western tales
dis aint no gang roses neither so farewell
this a story about, a young cowboy with knives
yall can choose to listen now, or go on with your lives
um riding on my horse leavin these in haters in the dust 
i hope all these vampires turn to ash by dusk
and i dont give a dang there aint no more to discuss
all these rappers dead to me like a cut with pus
when i dress up niggaz tell me that im sharper than cactus
bandana tied up i know this town like an axis
the only one you know that government let pass on taxes
cause a nigga stay grinding why yall sit on yall asses
like pus in bootz i make all these kitty niggaz pur
when i raided yall saloon didnt know who we were
stepped right unto your turf with my boots with the spurs
now everybody got amnesia, couldnt see, blurs
this the way it goes down in the wild wild wild west
i got more dames watching me now than will smiths chest
im the new sheriff in town so you niggaz, arrests
just murdered yall best rapper, now who is next 
these niggaz descending like elevators
4th floor, there go a hater
3rd floor, there my go paper
2nd floor, see ya later
cause im number one in everything that i do
got the fans going crazy like chimps at a zoo
bra-cing my-self for the a-pplause, never a boo
i popped up on these niggaz screens like a game of guess who
that, was my western tale now on to the credits
niggaz bidding on a true cowboy cash or debit
i know these lyrics so amazing that they just strange
im aiming at any nigga thats in my range