Dutch - I'm Wanted lyrics

[Kel Spencer]: C'mon [Richie Sambora]: (Dead or alive)*repeat throughout song* [Kel Spencer]: Wanted dead or alive Dead or alive Yeah I see y'all coming, ha, ha Yeah y'all want me right, why? Cause I'm the hottest thing coming Yeah I know, yeah I know Yeah, yeah, come on Y'all want me, come get me C'mon, what y'all afraid or something Scared today might be your expiration date or something I'm made of something larger than life From trife, so in deaf for tax I'm hawking these bullets and dodging his snipe, all right I'm on the road to being sacked with dough Kelvin Spencer is what I'm clapping for Fresh in the streets with the Lex and Rover But y'all trying to stop the process you know Cover your chest I'll spray these through your thin vest Feared like an outlaw from the East, getting stalked by Jim West On the humbly, y'all trying to come for me Sending chunks for me to join a gun for me Don't get it twisty I'll leave you laying with the tumbleweeds I'm Loveless partner Kel The number one vet Leave a trail of dust and disappear into the sunset Everyday I'm gonna stay true to me Ain't much ya'll can do to me This ain't new to me I come through the streets, crew Leave you black and blue, see Pretty thug needs heat and j**elry Ain't nothing but the fifties gonna do for me Y'all ain't moving me, sly smoothly Get your crew for me, yeah I'm on it, c'mon 1 - [Richie Sambora]: Where I'm gonna go Where I'm gonna hide I'm wanted dead or alive I'm trying to survive They just creep on me Prey on me They want me Dead or alive Repeat 1 [Kel Spencer]: You know what dog, let's just square off like the Westerns You know ten paces, turn around and see who's chest burns For me to hate'cha is not my nature Erase ya, I'm hard to follow Being the desperado's my major The cowboy hat is Yankees fitted The cowboy boots is Timbs That horse you call Silver is a chrome Lex with rims The saloon is a bodega That leather vest is a low fleece And the sheriff in this boys is police We line up empty bean cans On the fence for target practice Feared by ma**es, draw the fastest Scars on my face to be posted on cactuses It's cream, mental scheme, all in the green Spencer for hire, type of guy you want on your team Y'all gotta realize what's happening There's more to rapping and See them outside the saloon back them in I'm just trying to do shows and pack them in Want to find out where my gat descend Poisonous, the confidant man works in silence So I understand why y'all making noise in this Y'all young boys in this, I'm wanted Repeat 1 (2x) [Kel Spencer]: Feel me, spit gold, danger when my clique roll We shine bright like Senso, big guns let off big blows Kel the voice of Ghetto, USA needs to be heard Love and loyalty baby gotta believe in me, word Check it you shooken, I'll step up while you're looking Plus for the fame, nice with the game Y'all weak still sky hooking Trying to knock the hustle I'm a flex the muscle Go ahead bust yours, rush the front door I run with the big dogs that bite right through the muzzle I'm pushing my product, Kel Spence the track pimp Dangerous when I murder ba** lines like Shawn Kemp Cause my whole game official, my hot ones ain't going to miss you What they gonna be missing you If I got to send them kids for you Hear my heart through my voice A spark and your moist Give you a full scholarship to the graveyard and get tossed Y'all want my corpse laid out for the undertaker to fit me Dead or alive, but Feds the only way y'all gonna get me Blow! Repeat 1 (3x) [Kel Spencer]: Come get me, y'all ain't serious If y'all really want me dead or alive Yeah can't stand the heat huh Yeah, yeah Wild Wild East to the Wild Wild West uh Yeah y'all ain't know who y'all was dealing with Kel Spence baby Kel Spence baby Yeah, yeah, love and loyalty Blow, blow, blow, blow (sounds of breathing and running away)