Intelligent Hoodlum - The Posse (Shoot 'Em Up) lyrics

[ *shooting sounds from the tv set* ] Yo Yo, little man, what you're doin? We're watchin a western A western? Yeah, cowboys This ain't really no cowboy movie, man Yo, ain't nobody on here black Know what I'm sayin? Peep the real cowboy flicks What's a real cowboy flick? A real cowboy? I'ma show you what a real cowboy is I'ma show you what a true cowboy is Phat Katz, bring it [ VERSE 1 ] Billy The Kid was a well-known villain But I know a black villain that did more k**in Dismissed from the western movies and tv (Cherokee Bill) spillin blood, k**in em easy The final frontier adds another test For slaves and Indians headed towards the west Another showdown, so don't put your gun away You start shootin like your name was Doc Hollyday So it's safe to say real men wore black Gunslingers that were quick to put you on your back Cowboys that were black, we never heard of ya In order to get respect, you had to be a murderer In the year of 1895 Cowboys were wanted dead or alive (The Rufus Buck gang) ripped like a chainsaw The only law they followed was the law of the outlaw Cause justice was a cowboy's rifle You live by the gun, and you're bound to die trifle Real men shoot it out in a ghost town The six-shooters gonna spark after sundown It's The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up It's The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up Down with The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up It's The Posse Shoot em up Bang shoot em up [ VERSE 2: guest rapper ] Long before John Wayne or Bronson There was the gun-totin black cowboy named Britton Johnson He was a legend for runnin things in Texas He was reckless However some were brave enough to test his October 13th (what year?) 1864 Comanche and his boys started a all-out war So there were bloodstained soils in the west (Tell em why) Cause there was no such thing as a bullet-proof vest So he couldn't escape his date with fate, he was gunned down By a gang of villains shortly after sun down 25 villains on a Texas plane 25 villains with sk**s of pain 25 villains livin life on the run You live by the gun, you die by the gun (Wild wild west to your chest) (To your chest) --] [ VERSE 3 ] So now you know the real deal about the wild west About the land that puts a man to a test 1895 - the year of gold fever Black cowboys, and now you're a believer The blackman and redman, together we were riding Outlaws and rebels and the non-law-abiding In history the black cowboy was erased Jesse Lee is gonna show you his face One out of every three cowboys were black But if you watch tv, you'll never know that The blackman had a part in the west too But if you don't believe us, now we're gonna show you Another star in the wild west rodeo (Suprise) was a jet-black negro The blue-eyed cowboy wasn't the only one To get respect and fame with the loaded gun There were renegades quick with the fingers I give respect to the black gunslingers It's The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up It's The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up Down with The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up It's The Posse Shoot em up Bang shoot em up Tragedy (is a outlaw) House Of Pain (is a outlaw) Big Scram (is a outlaw) Mr. Freaknasti (is a outlaw) Phat Katz (is a outlaw) The Hit Squad (is a outlaw) Gang Starr (is a outlaw) Uncle L (is a outlaw) (I'm not a lawbreaker I'm a lawmaker, man)