Annie Oakley vs Bass Reeves

[Intro]
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Annie Oakley
Versus
Bass Reeves
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[Verse 1: Annie Oakley (JesseBoxVO)]
Breathe in, breathe out
The crowd screams and shouts
I never miss a target
Mrs. Moses opens fire, and your life's up and parted
Like the Red Sea now, it's a Bass to my Marlin
An honored globe trotter crossing countries off my checklist
Man, I've been to Paris, France, you? To Paris, Texas
Check who the best in the west is
I riddle those with holes n' wreck shit
All before breakfast
There's so many records I've been setting, ask Edison, I'll end a match in seconds
Sell a show like it's venison
I'm a high class lass you wear unbearable apparel
You're staring down my gun and the bottom of a barrel
Don't try me with libel
I tend to stifle rivals
Not someone to be trifled when I'm holding my rifle
Not Belle but when it comes to which of us is iller
I'm a shooting Starr, the one you sport? Silver

[Verse 2: Bass Reeves (Shadow Zel)]
I've learned you should play your cards close to the chest
But honest, you're a mess
Something we should address
I'm sorry, Miss, you tripped and I know you try your best
But you put me to sleep we're both under a rest
This the warm welcome I get to the Mild Mild West?
From a wild child dressed in a tired styled dress?
And correct me I guess
But does this make sense?
Lost battles in court but taught women self defense
Bring havoc on bandits there's famed names I'm stomping
Born outta bondage to put scum in Bondage
After film, no skills to pay the Buffalo Bills
I'll catch a beat robber not the countries least wanted
I'm a quick shooter with my six-shooter
Put a parlor trick loser in a sick stupor
The Lone Ranger's no stranger to being foe's danger
Kid Colt's a dolt if some teenager can upstage her

[Verse 3: Annie Oakley (JesseBoxVO)]
Got some brass, talkin' smack, I'm not some lil' lass Reeves
A chuffed frontier hunter, been cooking up some Bass, Reeves
Reading ain't your forte, so I'm taking you to class, Reeves
I crack a shot and drop a track more nasty than your stache, Reeves
Respect to the judge that just jumped the gun
But bud your neck's the one thing that should've been hung
Killed a cook just because, abuse power 'cause you want to
I've seen better Marshall Arts come from Keanu
As a parent? You're shifty
Like ya' missus? You miss me
Most Unimpressive Deputy the West of Mississippi
Getting busy, eleven kiddies
I treat deadbeats like they're mincemeat
Your son shot his wife 'cause you abused him like yer Kidneys
You get hats off when it's blast off yer head
Better back off or you'll be doing more than playing dead
I'm a go getter
Bonafide trend setter
And anything you can do I can do better

[Verse 4: Bass Reeves (Shadow Zel) & Annie Oakley (JesseBoxVO)]
No you can't
Yes I can
Shush and understand me
My plan wasn't to brandish, just manage your ranting
But damn, you forced my hand here's a letter: Plan "B"
There's a better musical out there starring Little Annie's
I couldn't read or write, that's true, you caught me
But does that even matter when you can't even outdraw me?
Settled with Sitting Bull, while I'm Cherokee wild
Don't need to write, it's abolition, 'cause I free style
"Annie are you Oakley?", 'cause that name was a front
So shucks, smooth criminal, quit acting so tough
Stole a black man's pants, but ya' couldn't cover up
Yer so far behind me, Coke-ley's only snorting dust
Mosey home, Miss, hopefully no one will be the wiser
Close with that smoke, but no cigar, unlike the Kaiser
Soft as Birch, your verse took a turn, like your spine
So your ashes have been urned, it's the end of the line

[Outro]
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