| Want me dead or alive, I’m a wanted man, dead or alive
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| They want me dead or alive, like bring that nigga dead or alive
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| Niggas want me dead or alive, they want me dead or alive
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| Want my head, dead or alive, like bring that nigga dead or alive
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| I’m wanted dead or alive, niggas want me dead or alive
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| Niggas want me dead or alive
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| Living legend, prince raised amongst the peasants
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| Now I’m here, they can feel my presence, crown me, nigga
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| Your baby mother suck me up and she gon' down me, nigga
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| She look up at me and say drown me, nigga
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| Still a wanted man, ducking a bounty, nigga
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| Couple stints up in that county, now I’m making motion
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| Pictures like I’m Robert Downy, Junior
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| Keep the ruger stashed between the hooters
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| Still love my shooters, as for the paper it’s piling
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| Phone ringing, it’s my son on the island
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| Got my kite, now we laughing and smiling
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| Last week he was wilding, poking niggas, slicing niggas over jack mack
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| Half a brick Hef, I’m bringing trap back
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| Send her outta town, she bring them stacks back
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| Career criminal, shooter turned to a general
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| Headshots, no subliminals
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| Breaking bricks into minerals, you know my forte
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| Got raw yay from a oye off of Broadway
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| And now it’s broad day, know what I’m 'bout
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| Still looking for handouts like they giving grams out
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| These niggas ran mouth, they say a closed mouth don’t get fed, but I don’t talk
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| to the feds
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| If I catch a cop slipping I’ma beat him 'til he dead
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| Niggas know I bang blood, so I beat him 'til he red
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| And I mean that, four zones got me leaned back
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| Posted up where the fiends at, focused to bring the cream back
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| It’s in my DNA, I spit crack and sweat E & J
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| Sold a ounce of Molly at the VMA’s
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| To Miley Cyrus, O.T.M's to the wildest
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| Couple cases that’s violent, label me as the violence
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| Everyday mom’s calling to say that she pray for me
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| Hope that God bless me and somehow make a way for me
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| I got a show, so told to go make the play for me
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| Seen him at the led out, handed a couple K to me
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| Pull off with BB and handed a baby K to me
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| Half the models with me that just signed to the agency
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| A road runner, my biggest fear is complacency
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| Ran the streets faithfully, Poppy put all his faith in me
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| Fronted the brick, it’s nothing to bring the order back
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| I’m the head coach, it’s nothing to make a quarterback
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| Try to burn me, it’s nothing to get his daughter snatched
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| Had to pop the bitch, fuck him, he shoulda brought her back
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| Dead or alive, these niggas want me dead or alive
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| They want me dead or alive, like bring that nigga dead or alive
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| Niggas want a nigga dead or alive, they need me dead or alive
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| Want my head, dead or alive
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| Niggas on me, want me dead or alive
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| They need me dead or alive, like bring that nigga dead or alive
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| Niggas on me, want me dead or alive |