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Rascalz - High Noon Lyrics

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  • [Red 1]
  • Yo yo
  • We rude bwoys Van-city outlaws
  • Yo, the Red reaper, bust back your street sweeper
  • Call Mr. Martin and the preacher
  • To the saloon, the showdown high noon
  • Men dressed all black, yo pon ***** platoon
  • Outlaws, shedding blood by the liter
  • Saddle up, ride into the sun, done defeat ya
  • Ride out and scout a safe hideout
  • With a bounty on my head, that's the word of the moth
  • Misfit and Red, wanted alive or dead
  • But Billy bad on the draw, cowboy ninja dread
  • Retreat to the bush where the Indians live
  • To survive off the land, recuperating
  • Yo, walk the warpath like a brave Mohican
  • Then scalpel the tongue chief rocker speaking
  • Young gun, bust and murder the sound boy
  • Anything in my way, no choice but to destroy
  • CHORUS
  • "Hold my ground like it's high noon"

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