Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wanted, artist - CMW - Compton's Most Wanted. Album song Straight Checkn' Em, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.07.1991
Record label: Bump Johnson
Song language: English
Wanted |
| Just like a prisoner, because I’m brown with some black skin |
| A fugitive, running cause I just won’t give in |
| And its hard when it’s black on black |
| Gotta blast another brother trying to scheme on my stack |
| For me to be a busta, oh no |
| Police is hunting a brother like an animal |
| So I play my cards right, watch my back |
| Because the enemy is scheming, trying to kick a rat pack |
| Straight up, a gangsta, ain’t got time for faking |
| Label me a pusher, dead presidents I’m making |
| A brother who’s young, got the neighbourhood sprung |
| Police riding my tip, if they catch me I’m hung |
| But no, I don’t sleep as they creep. |
| Take a peep out the scene |
| Cause they trying to stop the flow of my green |
| So I keep stepping, and bailing hard because a brother is up on it |
| Catch me if you can cause fool, Eiht is wanted |
| I lace up my kicks, because a brother’s on the run |
| Chase me down with a gun, because my lyrics weigh a ton |
| Now I’m sweating cause you’re sweating me big time |
| Hang me up by a rope for my murder rhyme |
| No shorts given, thats how I’m living in the 91 |
| Slide my car in, and smoking with my Mike gun |
| Pop off 2 lyrics so they can slack up |
| If it gets too deep Mike’s got the back up |
| Packin' tools, droppin' fools, I’m from Compton |
| So that should be your first rule |
| Here comes the pick of the weak, so dont sneek |
| If you do, Eiht’ll take 2 to your cheek |
| So don’t get uptight if you a victim |
| Got a gang of gangsta rhymes so let me kick em |
| Geah, I can’t be stopped, cause I’m up on it |
| And a brother like Eiht’s still wanted |
| So now I break faster, not because I want to, cause I got ta |
| Now your homies after me because I grabbed my mike and shot a- |
| Nother sucker dead, lyrics straight to your head |
| Cannot bite, no. |
| The Compton cyco |
| Quick on the gank, so you might get shanked |
| And I dont need a gatt just to jack your bank |
| Another stick-up kid just got crazy |
| Try to double cross the Eiht you’ll be pushing up daisies |
| Or you can get the backwash |
| From the 40 thats poured on the ground, so I clown |
| So your mad, but your bad and you press your luck |
| But you still wanna nag, yeah you’ll get stuck |
| So who’s got the Compton funk? |
| And it’s illegal if you bump it too loud in your trunk |
| So now you know that Eiht’s your top rap dealer |
| But you a punk ass New Jack squeeler |
| Thats why I’m wanted |
| Tha odds against me. |
| So now its time to break |
| Seconds tick off the clock so I don’t fake |
| I gots to keep on steppin, dont run outta breath |
| Cause if I slow down punk it might spell death |
| I confuse the mark, throw him off the trail |
| This ain’t no picnic punk you picked hell |
| Better known as Rambro, not afraid |
| Mike T starts the gatt, Eihts a hand grenade |
| And who’s got the 411? |
| Just can’t do me punk your getting done |
| Eiht is the nigga eating them up |
| Yeah thats my cue so I start kicking but |
| And you don’t want to witness the Compton rage |
| Trapped just like a rat in a snake cage |
| Boy you diss the crew, geah you flaunt it |
| Now I hunt you down because your wanted |