[Chorus: x2]

Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys

Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys

Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys

Wild cowboy, it's the wild cowboys



[Sadat X]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

All of y'all out there might think that I'm strange

But the wild cowboy never lived on no range

The only prairie I seen was in the library

And the last Indian I seen was headin towards Cleveland

Y'all can believe in what y'all believe in

But stop the bullshittin and deceivin

When the O.K. Corral bell rings for the winter

I'ma flash back to '79 with Thelma drinkin wine

You could see that it was me even with that small screen

Al Green had a major string of hits

And I wanna be like him, in the fact, that each one was a gem

My man Mashburn is killin 'em down in Dallas

I seen him one day after this bullshit show called Alice

The wild cowboy is hard to resist

Make the play, get the assist, girlfriends hate genesis

Me and Diamond D +Dug+ deep In The Crates

Been rhymin for high rates, did wild show dates

My name is X yo my name is X, worth more weight than gold

Precious than your baby who's a year old

Step to war without your armor, results in trauma

Mad drama, I'm the mad bomber

Young girls stay away cuz I'm dangerous

I'm a grown man, don't force my hand

I'll judge off cuz I can (Cuz I can and I will..)



[Chorus]



[Sadat X]

Hey I got a lot of family on both sides of the tracks

Some is livin positive while others is sellin crack

Two sides to livin yo step up and place your vote

Like a 'murder that she wrote,' hey that's my own qoute

Now should I clear myself for samples?

Or make cats examples of my cowboy status Boyd Roger?

You ever see Oliver Twist and his boostin man Dodger?

Takin wallets in the street, sign my name in the wet con-crete

A big X, so wide ya break ya fuckin legs

For me to be dead-ass, have bread and water in a tall glass,

is lunacy, madness, and I ain't on no badness

But in this point in time I can't take no backward steps (Uh-uh)

I like crisp, green, money, and a lot of it

In big bills, cuz money right here make this whole world spin

Say you went on a gin, cuz honey go home with strange men

Dance by the light of the silvery moon

Then wake up in the mornin with the hay in your eyes

Your purple with that herpes bump, who want the rump?

Some niggas joint got a lump from that late night hump

What does it take to be a cowboy? Hold on down boy

Cuz I don't got no contracts in my pockets

Kids run up our amp like they stuck they hands in sockets



[Chorus x2]



[Sadat X]

I rule uptown to Nairu with an iron fist

Grand Master, national titlest

I string people out, plus I bring people out

So Heineken's across the board for all my men

Check it out, I'm verse for now but I'ma do this again

Remember the wild cowboy's in the heart's of all men

But then again some kids ain't never gonna win

And they'll be played in here



[Chorus]



[Sadat X]

Yeah, Nubian style, so versatile

Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile

One nineteen and one twenty

8th Avenue, 7th Avenue

1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue

3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam

And Broadway, and even more

And Castle Hill, money fill the bill

And haha, ya don't stop

To my man Marcus Mark, ya don't stop

To my man Early Bird, ya don't stop...