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• Gunsmoke - Molly Hatchet
• Gunsmoke - The Coup
• Gunsmoke - Coup
• Gunsmoke - Soulja Slim

I rode into town with my ear to the ground,
Looking for the right band to play,
I felt just right in the heat of the night,
Ridden many miles that day.
I've heard of a place where men go together,
Playin' and layin' it down,
I'm going to win, but Lord, what a sin,
I didn't know they gun me down.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
Well, the dealer was blind, I was trying to find,
A way to keep the winnings I'd found.
The smoke was thick, the tension was thicker,
I still thought they'd gun me down.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
I didn't come into this ol' two horse town,
To get all shot up. I've got a little livin' on my mind,
Aces and eights, ha-ha-ha-ha.
Now the dealer dealt me eight and I had my straight,
I knew the other men would call.
The booze was a flowin', the cards were showing,
But my back was up against the wall.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
C'mon Thunder.

come on let's go
put this under your belt
Chorus
Smell the gunsmoke
repeat
I be having homicide running through my mind
Don't know what's up with me
Shit fuck with me all the time
Eating at my spine
Motherfucka in my prime
How you gonna get yours
when you're too busy getting mine
Now look is this murderous criminal
coming through
if you think it's eroc then the subliminals
is working on you
there's thirty million of us buried in the fucking sludge
cant come straight from fudge
I got a bloody grudge
Dead bodies lying all around me
but the real murderers aint never got no bounty
count it coroners as we sitting as statistics
with this ass if you think this
blast is coming from my residential district
There's something that I think you should know
its the motherfucking Coup we from the eastside O
peep my flow creep by slow
see all my folks is broke
survival for the cautious and the low
get a whiff of my gunsmoke
chorus
Im getting white hairs
from the nightmares everynight
cos somebody's got a contract
on my life
im in a gang that's in an all out war
they drop me in when
they knife my umbilical cord
so it begins with a slap on the ass
now you in in the workin class, trick
you here so fast we already made your casket
while its got one buck
so the phrase gunshot
gets hella tide
cant take the only motherfuckas getting fried
skeletons deep down in the ocean
cos them slave ships had that three stop motion
coasting down fulton on the mississippi river
burning crosses and
motherfuckas saying die nigga die nigga
it all started when we start producing scratch
some of my homies got no legs attached
without no food up in the fridge
you aint go never have peace
cos with a trigger
you can finger fuck without no grease
chorus
Off to the war
repeat
I say fuck the whole judge and the jury
my mind got delirous
my eyes got blurry
had my uncle strapped to the chair
hands oxtied
breathing in gas
breathing out carbon monoxide
whole systems stacked like a loaded bowel
cos aint no billionaires on the murder trial
make the ghetto concentration camps every mile
so march your ass through the gas chambers single file
whos the biggest problem that they show on the tv?
my peoples die of starvation and TB
see me with an angry face and a beanie
cos my relationship with uncle sam is steamy
its what ive been through
im like sinecue
what i got you got to get it put it in you
the ruling class was cut throat since we fresh off the boat
show em we aint no joke
let them choke off the gunsmoke
chorus

Come on let's go
Put this under your belt
Chorus
Smell the gunsmoke
Repeat
I be having homicide running through my mind
Don't know what's up with me
Shit fuck with me all the time
Eating at my spine
Motherfucka in my prime
How you gonna get yours
When you're too busy getting mine
Now look is this murderous criminal
Coming through
If you think it's eroc then the subliminals
Is working on you
There's thirty million of us buried in the fucking sludge
Cant come straight from fudge
I got a bloody grudge
Dead bodies lying all around me
But the real murderers aint never got no bounty
Count it coroners as we sitting as statistics
With this ass if you think this
Blast is coming from my residential district
There's something that I think you should know
Its the motherfucking Coup we from the eastside O
Peep my flow creep by slow
See all my folks is broke
Survival for the cautious and the low
Get a whiff of my gunsmoke
Chorus
Im getting white hairs
From the nightmares everynight
Cos somebody's got a contract
On my life
Im in a gang that's in an all out war
They jump me in when
They knife my umbilical cord
So it begins with a slap on the ass
Now you in in the workin class, trick
You here so fast we already made your casket
While it's got one buck
So the phrase gunshot
Gets hella tide
Cant take the only motherfuckas getting fried
Skeletons deep down in the ocean
Cos them slave ships had that three stop motion
Coasting down fulton on the mississippi river
Burning crosses and
Motherfuckas saying die nigga die nigga
It all started when we start producing scratch
Some of my homies got no legs attached
Without no food up in the fridge
You aint go never have peace
Cos with a trigger
You can finger fuck without no grease
Chorus
Off to the war
Repeat
I say fuck the whole judge and the jury
My mind got delirous
My eyes got blurry
Had my uncle strapped to the chair
Hands oxtied
Breathing in gas
Breathing out carbon monoxide
Whole systems stacked like a loaded bowel
Cos aint no billionaires on the murder trial
Make the ghetto concentration camps every mile
So march your ass through the gas chambers single file
Whos the biggest problem that they show on the tv?
My peoples die of starvation and TB
See me with an angry face and a beanie
Cos my relationship with uncle sam is steamy
Its what ive been through
Im like sinecue
What i got you got to get it put it in you
The ruling class was cut throat since we fresh off the boat
Show em we aint no joke
Let them choke off the gunsmoke

nigga u can expect, nuthn but war shit,
when dat nigga soulja slim, runs it,
nigga my heart beat slow, n pump blood,
sojas been around way b4 dey had thugs,
ima give it to ya raw n tell it how it is,
im still n da battlefield, n i been real 4 years,
i stepped on bullet shells and crossed over dead bodies,
looked up to niggas like glen mets n skully(sam) so fuck gotti,
da n.o. been way bout it, b4 P(master) told ya,
im a real soja lets go to war n ima sho ya,
i dont have a damn conscience about nathan,
how ya figure, i wont cut ya throat n leave ya shakin,
down south money makin, is all a nigga kno,
niggas i use to run wit, still like to snort coke,
lay it down let da gram go aroun, yea yall get full,
me i dont fuck wit it nomo, but if i could i would,
cuz aint nuthn like dat boot up nigga, suit up nigga,
lets go n get em i got sum niggas i want shoot up nigga,
na i get high, off stacking my mail,
dodgin back of town dont want c nomo jail cells.
chorusx2 is dat, gunsmoke i smell, was dat nigga, lying or dead, from bullets n shells, is my city really living hell, do i?, gotta keep my pistol everywhere dat i dwells?
nigga my mind is made to be respected,
when ya disrespect it, dats when shit get hectic,
i flex wit automatics dat'll bend u up,
once ya in ya fucked better have ur shit clutched,
i take nuts, n have em for, souvernoirs,
brains bust but so does guts, when shit get real,
blood spilled, on da curb, of dat 3rd,
kill da connect his head deserve it, magnolia nigga words,
y is dat, dey say uptowns a cut throat area,
da same nigga dat kill ya be one of ya pallbearers,
dope fiends dont give a lully fuck bout nuthn,
u aint never been thru wat i been thru,
u aint never seen wat i seen,
street machines, dat'll take off body parts, if u get caught, slippin n da dark, by niggas dat bang n niggas dat snort,
play smart, if u want live life on light terms,