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The religion of the gun is the one that we profess.
When the clock strikes 12 there's a bullet in your chest.
Ride the bass like a horse, mother fuckers we're the best.
And there's nowhere you can hide in the wild wild west.

Once upon a time in the wild wild west.
Anarchy reigned supreme.
And people were losing hope in institutions.
Back then corrupted to the bone.

There were only 4 entities left to withstand the chaos.
Only these 4 to bring back the order:
The good (the good)
The bad (the bad)
The ugly (the ugly)
And the Wild Motherfuckers.

I've got a gun in my hand and a bullet with your name.
Finger on the trigger, click clack, okay.
One slug for your head, another for your chest.
Bang bang mother fucker, it's the wild wild west.

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