Still Wanted Dead Or Alive

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Kool G Rap

Nathaniel Thomas Wilson (born July 20, 1968), better known by his stage names Kool G Rap (or simply G Rap, and originally Kool Genius of Rap) is an American rapper. He hails from the Corona neighborhood of Queens, New York City. He began his career in the mid-1980s as one half of the group Kool G Rap & DJ Polo and as a member of the Juice Crew. He is often cited as one of the most influential and skilled MCs of all time as he is a pioneer of mafioso rap/street/hardcore content and multisyllabic rhyming. On his album The Giancana Story, he stated that the "G" in his name stands for "Giancana" (after the mobster Sam Giancana), but on other occasions he's stated that it stands for "Genius". more »

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1992

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"When you're on the run from the police you got two options 
Turn yourself in, or come out blasting!" 

The chase ain't over the battle ain't done yet 
Get your ass out of town before sunset 
Bullets you felt got you runnin' for help 
You gettin' struck and my nine is still tucked under the belt 
I'm wanted dead or alive but I'm still standin' 
Just tell Shannon, got the van with the cannon 
When I hit, either the nine or the pound spits 
I even flipped on a mob I was down with 
So I'm packin' a mac at night 
And blue and whites are everywhere in a nigga sight 
So come on, you little pigs, who's the bravest? 
'Cause I'ma spit on your ass like Larry Davis 
Bumpin' 'em off somethin' decent 
Jump out slow and drop the cocktail bomb in the precinct 
And drop ten with the Glock-10 
I made another cop spin 
Now Uncle Sam really wants me 
But I'ma hit some more spots, then I'm flyin' out the country 
It ain't about runnin' off like a sucker 
I dug my own grave out this motherfucker 
So I gotta hustle and gamble 
But before I split, believe I leavin' shit in shambles 
It's a long plane ride, but a nigga gotta survive 
I'm still wanted dead or alive 

I'm turnin' the city morgue to a deli 
Was in the belly of the beast now the beast is in my belly 
I gotta get up more loot 
Time to throw back on the army suits and Timberland boots 
Blast at the niggaz from the East New York scene 
I got my man see with me from Fort Greene 
Al Capone, D Creative G, and peep my man named be	 
Ready to peel caps like potatoes 
Kev and Akinyele's on the lookout 
Up in the spot, niggaz are crooked out and took out 
There goes a brain, there goes a liver 
Ain't no time, for dumpin' niggaz in the river 
I ain't lovin you niggaz no more 
It's time for the chainsaw 
Off with the legs, arms, and head later 
And throw the shit down in the incinerator 
Then I'm off with the drugs and ends 
Now it's time to get some motherfuckin' revenge 
To the nigga that stuck me in jail 
I sent his momma's fingers to him in the mail 
Caught up with his ass inside the tenth floor hall 
Painted the motherfuckin' walls 
Never mind having balls, you niggaz better duck and dive 
I'm still wanted dead or alive 

Aiyyo Jinx, bust em in they motherfuckin' face 
"I pop in my cool G. Rap and Polo tape"  
They was straight goin' out like a gunner 
Because a nigga's wanted, I'm even hunted by bounty hunters 
But I'm spittin' out bigger lead 
They got about a half a million dollar reward on a nigga's head 
But I murdered the whole crew 
I saw they spirits leave they bodies and I shot at them bitches too 
I put the nine to their it's so simple 
Now that's what I call a Holy Temple 
You put a nigga to the test 
But if you f*ck with me, then you fuckin with the best 
I'm wettin niggaz and I'm fleein G 
'Cause Sing-Sing ? ? ? ain't seein' me 
You gettin' zipped up in leather 
'Cause if your ass leaks once, then your ass leaks forever 
To the nigga that threatened my life 
Went up to his crib, started wettin' his wife 
Nigga hidin' in a closet 
Checked his ass, and made a motherfuckin' deposit 
Sucker tried to get live 
Yeah, I'm still wanted dead or alive

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