Kel Spencer I`m Wanted Lyrics

I`m Wanted Lyrics

"

 

 I'm Wanted" 

 Kel Spencer feat. Richie Sambora 

 

 [Kel Spencer]    

 C'mon 

 

 [Richie Sambora] 

 (Dead or alive) 

 *repeat throughout song* 

 

 [Kel Spencer] 

 Wanted dead or alive 

 Dead or alive 

 Yeah I see yall coming, ha, ha 

 Yeah yall want me right, why? 

 Cause I'm the hottest thing coming 

 Yeah I know, yeah I know 

 Yeah, yeah, come on 

 

 Yall want me, come get me 

 C'mon, what yall 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 yall 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, yall 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 jewelry 

 Ain't nothing but the fifties gonna do for me 

 Yall 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 hatecha 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 masses, 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 

 Yall 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 yall making noise in this 

 Yall 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 youre looking 

 Plus for the fame, nice with the game 

 Yall 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 bass 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 

 Yall want my corpse laid out for the undertaker to fit me 

 Dead or alive, but Feds the only way yall gonna get me 

 Blow! 

 

 Repeat 1 (3x) 

 

 [Kel Spencer] 

 Come get me, yall ain't serious 

 If yall 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 yall ain't know who yall was dealing with 

 Kel Spence baby 

 Kel Spence baby 

 Yeah, yeah, love and loyalty 

 Blow, blow, blow, blow 

 

 (sounds of breathing and running away)