(feat. Cam'ron)
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[Running] [Breathing]
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[Beanie Sigel]
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Wanted, 100 miles and runnin'
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Through the rain and the sunnin, when them feed folks comin
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Keep your head up youngin', gotta keep ya heads up youngin'
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The streets'll give your head up youngin'
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Listen, flip your con 'tacs, stay focused like contacts
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Your head's open for a contract
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Can't go where mom at, the last place you wanna bring the dram at
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The first place they gonna track I promise
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Can't relax, but remain the calmest
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Couple rules that your play by, stay by, stay live
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You keep your boots on your laces tied
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And only troop on the late night if you play right, you stay right, right
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You never play the day light, jakes get on your tail
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Never let them see the break lights
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Catch me if you can when I'm dippin from the cops
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Mr. Gingerbread never falling victim of the fox
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[Chorus:] Wanted: Dead or Alive [2x]
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[Beanie Sigel]
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Wanted, but you can't stop runnin'
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With a price on your head, be prepared to gunnin'
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Don't be scared like the Red Coats comin' nigga
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Stay underground and keep runnin' like Tugman
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You can't sleep, not a peep, no slumber
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Man I sleeped about a 100 hours rest this summer
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No stress when your dealin' with the running
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Waking up in cold sweats, pissed scared of the rumblin'
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Fuck it, just prepare for the trouble
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Don't be shit scared nigga with your head undercovers
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This not a broad threat, I got something for 'em
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On the steps with two tecs, this is not a warnin'
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Nigga they close like camera flash
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When the hammer blast, put on your State Prop camouflage
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Crack the box or the avalanche, put on your Montana mask
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Get to clappin' like it's Pakistan
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What every strap, cause an accident
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Make a traffic jam, dodge all the traps you can, keep runnin'
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[Chorus:] Wanted: Dead or Alive [2x]
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[Cam'Ron]
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All you got to say is hide me, I ride free
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I be, the one to change your birth, S.S., or ID (I got all that)
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Ain't no more hangin' with the Y.G. State Prop
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No Roc, private dock, incase you need an IV
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No more Bent', that's Accord money, 420
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Schemes can't afford money, money yous award money
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Whether 90 or the first degree, any murder in the first degree
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Well be the third degree, and they looking for the perjury
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If you ain't merk the g, perfectly, you'll be in surgery
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Take the seed out the nursery, nurse him at the precinct
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Give 'em desert, that ain't where he deserve to be
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And I went through this personally, certainly
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3-2 for burglary, now it was referred to me
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So they play us in no way, know way
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Blaze up the roadways, A.C. and O.J
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Read the paper, eggs and OJ
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Call CD head of the O'Jays
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That's a gipsy caps, risky all the chips we had
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45 flee-flicker, we niggaz, hit the gas
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When the operation go stale, ain't no jail
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I did my whole album on bail (That's the truth )
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I got you mac mittens, I send them a black ribbon
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Attached to Mac spitten, I can't go back prison
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[Chorus: Wanted: Dead or Alive (2x)]
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Wanted(On The Run)
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Beanie Sigel |