"Red Dead Redemption Rap" lyrics
I'm an ex-outlaw; hardcore and raw
With the best trigger finger you'd ever saw
I'm the king of the West, I say "screw the East."
'Cause in the West, I best, you don't mess with this beast
Now I'm on the road, on my own, tryin' to find
The members of my old gang, get 'em dead or alive
Ridin' over the horizon, find ya bad guys
They can not fight back when I got 'em hogtied
Take your money on the side; turnin' towns to ghosts
Hop back on my horse and yell "Adios!"
I walk away with heavy pockets, now I'm rich
"Look a damsel in distress!"
Never mind, she's a bi- [*train whistle*]
I'm the predator out here, you'll come to see
You'll pick fight with bandits but not with me
I make my enemies fall under me
And then they'll drift with the breeze and the tumbleweed!
It's time to saddle up, get ya Buck-shot out, let's fuck shit up
Your best luck is just to run before I tear you up with my Gatling Gun
The Wild West is dangerous;
It's a life with carnage, blood and guts
You best high-tail it out of here son
This is my Red Dead Redemption
Swoopin' in, bonfire, hip shot, target locked
Using my Dead Eye to find vital spots and unleash what I got with every bullet I bought
Watch the bodies drop and away I trot
So have a couple Molotovs on me, buddy
And if you want me to spare your life, it ain't free
I'll kick your ass, take your cash, knock you out like a light
Then you'll be history, boy, and that's Dynamite!
I'll arrest some bandits and gain some Honor
If I don't wanna bother, I whip out my Revolver
Then, back to the slaughter in the wilderness
The West is the place to put my guns to the test
Bolt-Action Rifle is my type of long range
I'm a Knife-throwin' sniper so you better like pain
And don't expect that I'll change, if you do, you'll see
I got the eyes of a Hawk so don't screw with me
It's time to saddle up, get ya Buck-shot out, let's fuck shit up
You're outta luck, your time is done
I'm gonna hit you up with my Cannon
The Wild West is dangerous and nobodies gonna be changing us
So don't stick around, get out of this town
Now duck your head for the gunshot breakdown!
(Yeehaw!)
(Wahoo!)
(Hold it down-)
(Whatcha' say-, Whatcha' say-)
(Run-)
(Yippe-kai-ay!)
(Yeehaw!)
(Wahoo!)
(Hold it down-)
(Whatcha' say-, Whatcha' say-)
(Run-)
(Yippe-kai-ay!)
Drop your guns, now is the time but you don't reach your hands up to the sky
To the place where the Vultures flock and fly
Where the sun doth shine and the Eagles cry
Drop your guns, this game is up
In the West, there's no friend you can trust
I'ma crack my whip and don't you fuss or this town ain't gonna fit both of us!
It's time to saddle up, get ya Buck-shot out, let's fuck shit up
Your best luck is just to run or you'll be target practice just for fun!
The Wild West is meant for men so get on your way home; don't come again!
You want mercy?
You'll receive none
'Cause this is my Red Dead Redemption
With the best trigger finger you'd ever saw
I'm the king of the West, I say "screw the East."
'Cause in the West, I best, you don't mess with this beast
Now I'm on the road, on my own, tryin' to find
The members of my old gang, get 'em dead or alive
Ridin' over the horizon, find ya bad guys
They can not fight back when I got 'em hogtied
Take your money on the side; turnin' towns to ghosts
Hop back on my horse and yell "Adios!"
I walk away with heavy pockets, now I'm rich
"Look a damsel in distress!"
Never mind, she's a bi- [*train whistle*]
I'm the predator out here, you'll come to see
You'll pick fight with bandits but not with me
I make my enemies fall under me
And then they'll drift with the breeze and the tumbleweed!
It's time to saddle up, get ya Buck-shot out, let's fuck shit up
Your best luck is just to run before I tear you up with my Gatling Gun
The Wild West is dangerous;
It's a life with carnage, blood and guts
You best high-tail it out of here son
This is my Red Dead Redemption
Swoopin' in, bonfire, hip shot, target locked
Using my Dead Eye to find vital spots and unleash what I got with every bullet I bought
Watch the bodies drop and away I trot
So have a couple Molotovs on me, buddy
And if you want me to spare your life, it ain't free
I'll kick your ass, take your cash, knock you out like a light
Then you'll be history, boy, and that's Dynamite!
I'll arrest some bandits and gain some Honor
If I don't wanna bother, I whip out my Revolver
Then, back to the slaughter in the wilderness
The West is the place to put my guns to the test
Bolt-Action Rifle is my type of long range
I'm a Knife-throwin' sniper so you better like pain
And don't expect that I'll change, if you do, you'll see
I got the eyes of a Hawk so don't screw with me
It's time to saddle up, get ya Buck-shot out, let's fuck shit up
You're outta luck, your time is done
I'm gonna hit you up with my Cannon
The Wild West is dangerous and nobodies gonna be changing us
So don't stick around, get out of this town
Now duck your head for the gunshot breakdown!
(Yeehaw!)
(Wahoo!)
(Hold it down-)
(Whatcha' say-, Whatcha' say-)
(Run-)
(Yippe-kai-ay!)
(Yeehaw!)
(Wahoo!)
(Hold it down-)
(Whatcha' say-, Whatcha' say-)
(Run-)
(Yippe-kai-ay!)
Drop your guns, now is the time but you don't reach your hands up to the sky
To the place where the Vultures flock and fly
Where the sun doth shine and the Eagles cry
Drop your guns, this game is up
In the West, there's no friend you can trust
I'ma crack my whip and don't you fuss or this town ain't gonna fit both of us!
It's time to saddle up, get ya Buck-shot out, let's fuck shit up
Your best luck is just to run or you'll be target practice just for fun!
The Wild West is meant for men so get on your way home; don't come again!
You want mercy?
You'll receive none
'Cause this is my Red Dead Redemption
