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Wanted: Dead Or Alive


by Kool G. Rap. Buy album CD: The Giancana Story


[Kool Keith]
Yeah! Straight from New York City
It's all the way live youknowhatI'msayin?
And I gotta tell you like this
Like Shan saidI pioneered this
And I'ma let you have it

Super statusstructurelyrically the baddest
No time to perpetrate on front streetI rock the fattest
Ultimate egoyour rap stylesounds feeble
Bionic black mancrowd packed with tons of people
No one the equal, should grab the mic, stop my sequel
Purchase your ticket, I been here since Wilson Pickett
Shut off your rap dream, career's over, that's on high beam
You on the trampoline learnin, you still concernin
I burn your index, spray your raps like they insects
I want that action

Chorus: Kool Keith (repeat 2X)

I do this all the time
(Every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
I do this all the time
(Every night and every day, Kool Keith does his thing his way)

[Kool Keith]
Movin steady through yo' zip code, arrangements, your lip fold
Y'all Billboard hype companies line that y'all ship go
Got your mom believin the label clown pick your room up
Y'all stuck in contracts in pop's house, clean your room up
I pull your charter from the blind side, to the start up
There'll be no star, pull them stickers off your rented car
Your man is playin also, a fake mafioso
His rap is so-so, I'm warmed up like chocolate cocoa
Who you know go? Get that kid, off your promo
I move like Marko, New York City think I'm Cuomo
You sayin, "Oh no, Keith is droppin big solo"
I hang on Grand Street, with shoppin bags down on SoHo

Chorus

[Kool Keith]
Catch you out there, with mic stands, cords in yo' hand
Youse a first year rookie, duplicatin Method Man
I test yo' skills, fanbase that only go to Peteskil
Servin headwork, new MC's, watch your neck jerk
I'm such an expert, I pull you quick, stop your concert
I drop my interludes sharp now, words and inserts
Back your face up, while sound man, turn the bass up
You wearin makeup, your skirt is short, sippin a quart
You think you're hardcore? You're opposite, rappin softcore
Kickin metaphor with zeroes, I give you a score
Monster amateur, I move up kid, then I damage ya
Check one two

Chorus

(Every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
(Every night and every day, Kool Keith does his thing his way)
(Every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
(Every night and every day, Kool Keith does his thing his way)
(Every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
(Every night and every day, Kool Keith does his thing his way)



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Album: The Giancana Story Lyrics
cd Buy "The Giancana Story" CD
  1. Bad To The Bone
  2. Black Widow
  3. Butcher Shop
  4. Can't Stop The Shine
  5. Cars
  6. Crime Pays
  7. Death Wish
  8. Edge Of Sanity
  9. Gangsta Gangsta
  10. Go For Your Guns
  11. Good Die Young
  12. Holla Back
  13. Home Sweet Home
  14. Ill Street Blues
  15. Jive Talk
  16. Kool Is Back
  17. Letters
  18. Live And Let Die
  19. Men At Work
  20. Nuff Said
  21. On The Run
  22. Operation CB
  23. Play It Again, Polo
  24. Play It Kool
  25. Poison
  26. Rhymes I Express
  27. Road To The Riches
  28. She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not
  29. Still Wanted Dead Or Alive
  30. Straight Jacket
  31. Streets Of New York
  32. Talk Like Sex
  33. The Streets
  34. Thug For Life
  35. Train Robbery
  36. Trilogy Of Terror
  37. Truly Yours
  38. Two To The Head
  39. Wanted: Dead Or Alive

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