A Hip-Hop Spaghetti Western (The Lone Stranger of Rhyme)

Rap satire of classic westerns. A gang of punks meets the rapper with no name, The Lone Stranger of Rhyme! (Any resemblance to Stevie Ray Vaughn is unintentional!) Lyrics:
*Now once upon a time there was a town called Wherever,
Where the people were brave and honest and clever
*And cheerful and kind and gainfully employed
But you know how fast a good thing can be destroyed
*Y'see a gang of rogue bad apples of hip-hop
Kinda moved into town and they set up shop
*And all day they was out on the street corner rappin'
Now, you just know somethin' bad was gonna happen
*After a week or so listenin' to this buggin'
The upstanding citizens were stone-cold thuggin'
*It was obvious things had reached the breakin' point
When the mayor stood on Main Street rollin' up a --you know
*And the Widow Jones went up to Sheriff Briggs,
Got right up in his face and yelled, 'Step off, pig!'
*In the midst of all this chaos, in the nick of time
Rode a wandering hero, the Lone Stranger of Rhyme
¶
He said, 'Boys, I'm older. I've been around.
I've run the likes of you outta many a town
* You might have heard of me, the Lone Stranger of Rhyme
Yeah, I know, but it seemed like a good name at the time
* I mean 'Stranger', that's not too defamatory
And 'Lone' is... pretty self-explanatory...anyway

*I'm a rhyme-slinger, have mic, will travel
You're whole gig here's about to unravel
*This is a nice town, good folks, why you want to spoil it?
With your stupid saggy pants and your mouth like a toilet
*You're all punks, I hope you feel lucky
You say you bring fresh rhymes, but I think they're yucky
*Yeah, I said that, I'm not ashamed
Nobody laughs at the rapper with no name
*Why, you boys just clear out now, I'll count to three
But if you're still here, you'll have to rap against me.'
*But they wouldn't listen, they started dissin'
So he pulled out his mic and they all watched it glisten
¶
Then he let loose, spittin' like a llama, it was High Noon drama
All those tenderfoot youngsters was cryin' for they mama
*When he paused a moment to say, 'Havin' fun yet'?
They hopped up on their mounts and rode off into the sunset
¶ In a town called Wherever, 'bout once upon a time
When a gang of desperadoes met the Lone Stranger of Rhyme
Oh, yeah.

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• clint
• eastwood
• sergio
• leone
• fistful
• of
• dollars
• high
• plains
• drifter
• rap
• comedy
• spoof
• good
• bad
• ugly