Wanted: Dead or Alive

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Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo is a hip-hop duo consisting of rapper Kool G Rap and DJ Polo. They gained prominence in the late 1980s and early 1990s with their innovative storytelling rhymes and gritty lyricism. Kool G Rap's intricate wordplay and vivid descriptions, combined with DJ Polo's skillful production, contributed to their influential status in the genre. They are considered pioneers of hardcore and mafioso rap. more »

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1994

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I'm wanted dead or alive 
I stalk the New York sidewalk 
All the girls hawk but I don't stop to talk 
I keep stepping with a nine on my waistline 
Got sixteen shots and I don't waste mine 
Never fess cause I'm dressed with a bulletproof vest 
Try to test, I leave a bloody-ass mess 
Driving a Saab that connects with the mob 
Bank job, plenty niggers I rob 
Blood stains are on my Ballys 
A sucker got rowdy, so I shot him in an alley 
Pumped his face full of dumb-dums 
Then left him for the cast of rats and the bums 
Yo a lot of suckers hate me with a passion 
'Cause they know I can catch them one night and I ain't flashing 
I got a crazy big posse or should I say a crew? 
Of niggers that belong in the zoo 
Watch you spit up, blood when you get hit up 
One in the head, making sure you don't get up 
This is what happens and nobody can't stop it 
Crackheads searching a dead man's pockets 
Streets are filled with brothers that kill like Illville 
They murdered before and they still will 
Posse's roar in a drug war 
'Cause some believe in death before poor 
Shooting galleries, for a rich man's salary 
Pockets so fat they need dough or low calories 
I got an order for another manslaughter 
Wear the musty badge like his ass fell in water 
I had to run up in the kid's crib 
For something he did, I didn't dig, the little pig 
Anyway I didn't have it 
In fact now the little faggot is crawling with maggots 
Try to bother the neighborhood godfather 
And I'll burn your ass up like lava 
Took alive the suckers that tried to get live 
I never fronted, I'm wanted dead or alive 

Here's the plan: Shannon, you bring the van 
Everybody's wearing gloves on their hand 
Strictly army suits and long black Timberland boots 
I want us all to roll like troops 
See now we get the roll on them 
'Cause the punk little sucker they shot up came and told on them 
I want him bagged them too 
'Cause ain't no telling of what he might do to my crew 
Shoot a sucker at point-blank range 
If he seems like he's acting strange 
Dump the chump chain, go straight for the green and the jewels 
And we can even take niggers' jewels 
Shoot to kill and don't leave no witness 
Survivors try to get live and get with this 
Snatch up the top man and start slapping him 
And put a cap in him and then start wrapping him 
Up and pass no time to shiver 
Stop on the bridge and deliver bodies into the river 
Next stop, blow away that pain-in-the-ass cop 
The one that keeps getting niggers knocked 
Put an end to his shit and he ain't about making collars 
The crooked-ass rookie wants dollars 
My man Ron's on the rooftop, waiting to snipe 
Two bullets went right through his windpipe 
Cold blooded, shot down taking his very last breath 
Left to bleed to death 
Skip the jive, suckers that try to get live 
Yo, I'm wanted dead or alive 

I'm wanted dead or alive 
So you better go and pin up posters 
Souls are burning like bread in the toaster 
You stand in a trance with your pants full of manure 
Flesh and blood clogs up the street sewers 
Ready to kill some one else and 
'Cause I'm wanted dead or alive like Baby Face Nelson 
Kick butts, a lot of heart, a lot of guts 
And I'm quick to kick a n*gger in his nuts 
Armed robbery, homicide, third degree murder 
Plus shit you never heard of 
Come in my face with the he say, she say 
And I'mma kick you up your ass like Pelé 
One night some kids went for broke 
And you can almost choke from the gunsmoke 
Somebody got robbed and got fed up 
So he set up the block to get wet up 
One kid got caught down a dead-end street 
Gunned him down from his head to his feet 
One brother got smoked in a car chase 
Through the windshield, a bullet in the face 
Left his head wide open like a basket 
Went to his funeral, shot up his casket 
This is the type of shit on the street I survive 
Yo, I'm wanted dead or alive

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