[Intro: Bon Jovi]
"Yeah— yeah—"
"Yeah— wanted—"
"Yeah— yeah—"
"Wan— wan— wan— wan— wanted—"
[Chorus: Bon Jovi & Beanie Sigel]
"Wanted (Runin', runnin')
Dead or alive" (Keep runin', yo)
"Wanted (Uh)
Dead or alive" (Keep runin', yo)
"Yeah— Yeah—"
"Wan— wan— wanted—"
[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
Uh, wanted, hundred miles and runnin'
Through the rain and the sun, when them fed folks comin'
Keep your head up youngin', gotta keep ya heads up youngin'
The streets'll give your head up youngin'
Listen, clip your contacts, stay focused like contacts
Your head's open for a contract
Can't go where mom at, the last place you wanna bring the dram at
The first place they gonna track, I promise
Can't relax, but remain the calmest
Couple rules that your play by, stay by, stay live
You keep your boots on your laces tight
And only troop on the late night if you play right, you stay live
Right? You never play the day light
Jakes get on your tail, never let them see the break lights
Catch me if you can when I'm dippin' from the cops
Mr. Gingerbread never falling victim of the fox
[Chorus: Bon Jovi & Beanie Sigel]
"Wanted (The Roc, runnin')
Dead or alive"
"Wanted (Runnin', runnin')
Dead or alive"
"Yeah— Yeah—"
"Wan— wan— wanted—"
[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]
Uh, wanted, but you can't stop runnin'
With a price on your head, be prepared to gunnin'
Don't be scared like the Red Coats comin', nigga
Stay underground and keep runnin' like Tubman
You can't sleep, not a peep, no slumber
Man, I sleeped about a hundred hours rest this summer
No stress when your dealin' with the run in
Waking up in cold sweats, pissed scared of the rumblin'
Fuck it, just prepare for the trouble
Don't be shit scared nigga with your head undercovers
This not a broad threat, I got something for 'em
On the steps with two TECs, this is not a warnin'
Nigga, they close like camera flash
When the hammer blast, put on your State Prop camouflage
Crack the box or the avalanche
Put on your Montana mask, get to clappin' like it's Pakistan
What every strap, 'cause an accident
Make a traffic jam, dodge all the traps you can, keep runnin'
[Chorus: Bon Jovi, Beanie Sigel & Cam'ron]
"Wanted (Runnin', runnin', Okay)
Dead or alive" (Killa, Killa)
"Wa— wanted (I got you, Sigel, let's go, Dipset, we gonna get louder)
Dead or alive" (Let's go, uh-huh, let's go)
[Verse 3: Cam'ron]
All you got to say is hide me, I ride free, I be
The one to change your birth, S.S. or I.D. (I got all that)
Ain't no more hangin' with the Y.G. State Prop
No Roc, private doc, 'case you need an IV ([?])
No more Bent', that's Accord money
420 schemes can't afford money, money yous award money
Whether 90 or the first degree (First degree)
Any murder in the first degree, well be the third degree
And they looking for the perjury (What else?)
If you ain't murk the G, perfectly, you'll be in surgery (What else?)
Take the seed out the nursery, nurse him at the precinct
Give 'em dessert, that ain't where he deserve to be (Not at all)
And I went through this personally, certainly
3-2 for burglary, now it was referred to me (Referred)
So they play us in no way, know way
Blaze up the roadways, A.C. and O.J.
Read the paper, eggs and O.J.
Call CD the head of the O'Jays
That's a gypsy cab, risky all the trips we had
45 flee-flicker, we niggas, hit the gas (Hit the gas)
When the operation go stale (What?)
Ain't no jail, I did my whole album on bail (That's the truth)
I got you Mac Mittens, I send them a black ribbon
Attached to Mac spittin', I can't go back prison
[Chorus: Bon Jovi, & Cam'ron]
"Wanted (Killa)
Dead or alive"
"Wan— wanted
Dead or alive"
[Outro: Bon Jovi]
"Yeah— yeah—
Wan— wanted—
Yeah— yeah—
Wan— wan— wan— wan— wanted—
Yeah—"
