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"When you're on the run from the police, you got two options
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Turn yourself in.. or come out BLASTING!" *boom*
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[Kool G. Rap]
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The chase ain't over, the battle ain't done yet
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Get your ass out of town before sunset
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Bullets you felt got you runnin for help
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You gettin struck and my nine is STILL tucked under the belt
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I'm wanted dead or alive, but I'm still standin
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Just tell Shannon, got the van with the cannon
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When I hit, either the nine or the pound spits
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I even flipped on a mob I was down with
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So I'm packin a mac at night
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And blue and whites are everywhere in a nigga sight
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So come on, you little pigs, who's the bravest?
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Cause I'ma spit on your ass like Larry Davis
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Bumpin em off somethin decent
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Jump out slow and drop the cocktail bomb in the precinct
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And drop ten with the Glock-10 *boom boom boom*
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I made another cop spin
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Now Uncle Sam really wants me
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But I'ma hit some more spots, then I'm flyin out the country
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It ain't about runnin off like a sucker
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I dug my own grave out this motherfucker
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So I gotta hustle and gamble
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But before I split, believe I leavin shit in shambles
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It's a long plane ride, but a nigga gotta survive
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I'm still wanted dead or alive
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I'm turnin the city morgue to a deli
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Was in the belly of the beast now the beast is in my belly
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I gotta get up more loot
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Time to throw back on the army suits and Timberland boots
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Blast at the niggaz from the East New York scene
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I got my man C with me from Fort Greene
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Al Capone, D Creative G, and peep my man named B
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Ready to peel caps like potatoes
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Kev and Akinyele's on the lookout
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Up in the spot, niggaz are crooked out and took out
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*bang* There goes a brain *bang* There goes a liver
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Ain't no time, for dumpin niggaz in the river
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I ain't lovin you niggaz no more
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*vrrrrrrrrrroom* It's time for the chainsaw
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Off with the legs, arms, and head later
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And throw the shit down in the incinerator
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Then I'm off with the drugs and ends
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Now it's time to get some motherfuckin revenge
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To the nigga that stuck me in jail
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I sent his momma's fingers to him in the mail
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caught up with his ass inside the 10th floor hall
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*bullets spray* Painted the motherfuckin walls
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Never mind having balls, you niggaz better duck and dive
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I'm still wanted dead or alive
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Aiyyo Jinx, bust em in they motherfuckin face
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"I pop in my Kool G. Rap and Polo tape" -> Chuck D
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They was - straight goin out like a gunner
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Because a nigga's wanted, I'm even hunted by bounty hunters
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But I'm spittin out bigger lead
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They got about a half a million dollar reward on a nigga's head
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But I murdered the whole crew
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I saw they spirits leave they bodies and I shot at them bitches too
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I put the nine to their it's so simple
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*bang bang* Now that's what I call a Holy Temple
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You put a nigga to the test
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But if you fuck with me, then you fuckin with the best
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I'm wettin niggaz and I'm fleein G
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Cause Sing-Sing ? ? ? ain't seein me
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You gettin zipped up in leather
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Cause if your ass leaks once, then your ass leaks forever
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To the nigga that threatened my life
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Went up to his crib, started wettin his wife
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Nigga hidin in a closet
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Checked his ass, and made a motherfuckin deposit
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Sucker tried to get live
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Yeah, I'm still wanted dead or alive
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Still Wanted Dead or Alive
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Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo |