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Wanted Dead or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

by M. Cerf/K. Fowley
c. 1970 United Artists/c. 1996 EMI-Capital Music Special Markets

I am wanted dead or alive
I’m wanted everywhere
I’ve got to survive
They say I am a violent man
Only trying to do the best I can
Dig it?

I am wanted dead or alive
Fifteen states I’ve got to survive
I am wanted dead or alive
I’m a new kind of man
I’ve got to survive

Running a long way

I am wanted dead or alive
I’m wanted everywhere
I’ve got to survive
Now all I’m trying to do
Is find a peaceful place
But they say I have an outlaw face
My lord, I have an outlaw’s face
I have an outlaw’s face
They say I have an outlaw’s face
My, my, yes I have an outlaw’s face
I have an outlaw’s face
I have an outlaw’s face
Oh my lord, I have an outlaw’s face
Sweet God almighty, I have an outlaw’s face

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Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I am wanted dead or alive
I’m wanted everywhere
I’ve got to survive
They say I am a violent man
Only trying to do the best I can
Dig it?

I am wanted dead or alive
Fifteen states I’ve got to survive
I am wanted dead or alive
I’m a new kind of man
I’ve got to survive

Running a long way

I am wanted dead or alive
I’m wanted everywhere
I’ve got to survive
Now all I’m trying to do
Is find a peaceful place
But they say I have an outlaw face
My lord, I have an outlaw’s face
I have an outlaw’s face
They say I have an outlaw’s face
My, my, yes I have an outlaw’s face
I have an outlaw’s face
I have an outlaw’s face
Oh my lord, I have an outlaw’s face
Sweet God almighty, I have an outlaw’s face

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[recorded instrumentally by john petrucci for a student, before ]
[images and words was released. chris collins, one of dream ]
[theater’s earliest vocalists got a hold of the tape and decided ]
[to add some vocals of his own to the background music. ]
[lines in {} are the "extra" lyrics. ]
– jon bon jovi and richie sambora
(bon jovi – from the album "slippery when wet")

It’s all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we’re wasted away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I drive all night
Just to {…a wise ass} get back home

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse i ride {i ride}
{uh, wanted} i’m wanted {yah! dead or alive} dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive {yah! this song sucks}

{…man this has got to be boring}
Sometimes i sleep {uh oh, here we go again},
Sometimes it’s not {man, give it a rest} for days
And people {you suck} i meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes i tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you’re alone {i told ya you suck} all you do is think

Cause i’m a cowboy {no you’re a dick},
On a steel horse i ride {bah}
I’m wanted {yah!} dead or alive
Wanted {wanted} dead or alive

{…uh check out that, check out that that…}
{check out this… }

Cause i’m a cowboy,
On a steel horse i ride {yeah ride this you faggot}
I’m wanted dead or alive
{yeah, gimme a gun i’ll fuckin shoot you}

Well i walk the streets {what are you a prostitute?},
A loaded six string on my back
{yeah i bet you got something else on your back}
I play for keeps {yah!},
‘cause i might not make it back {make it back}
I been everywhere {everywhere},
Still i’m standing tall {standing tall, yeah yeah}
I’ve seen a million faces
And i’ve rocked them all
{yeah i’ll fuckin rock you, you dick}

I’m a cowboy {…a cowboy}, on a steel horse i ride
{…i’ll steel horse your lucky faggot}
I’m wanted {wanted} dead or alive {dead or alive}
Cause i’m a cowboy {cowboy},
I got the night on my side {night on my side}
I’m wanted {wanted} dead or alive, and all right {yeah!}
Dead or alive
Still i try {don’t try me man}
Dead or alive {alive}
Dead or alive
{john man give me a gun} dead or alive
Dead or alive, yeah {yeah}

{oh man it’s over already, we’ll miss you. we’d like to }
{personally thank bon jovi and richie sambora for their }
{uh, effort in this project, and personally i’ve got a }
{contract out on them for 5,000 dollars, so um i gotta go.}

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s all the same, only the names will change 
Everyday it seems we’re wasting away 
Another place where the faces are so cold 
I’d drive all night 
Just to get back home 

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride 
I’m wanted dead or alive 
Wanted dead or alive 

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it’s not for days 
And the people I meet always go their separate ways 
Sometimes you tell the day 
By the bottle that you drink 
And times when you’re alone and all you do is think 

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride 
I’m wanted dead or alive 
Wanted dead or alive 

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride 
I’m wanted dead or alive 
Wanted dead or alive 

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back 
I play for keeps, ‘cause I might not make it back 
I been everywhere, still I’m standing tall 
I’ve seen a million faces 
And I’ve rocked them all 

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride 
I’m wanted dead or alive 
I’m a cowboy, I got the night on my side 
I’m wanted dead or alive 
Wanted dead or alive

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we’re wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I’d drive all night just to get back home

Chorus:
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse i ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes i sleep, sometimes it’s not for days
And the people i meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you’re all alone all you do is think

Chorus

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, ‘cause i might not make it back
I been everywhere, still i’m standing tall
I’ve seen a million faces an i’ve rocked them all

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse i ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
I’m a cowboy, i got the night on my side
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we’re wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I’d drive all night just to get back home

Chorus:
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse i ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes i sleep, sometimes it’s not for days
And the people i meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you’re all alone all you do is think

Chorus

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, ‘cause i might not make it back
I been everywhere, still i’m standing tall
I’ve seen a million faces an i’ve rocked them all

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse i ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
I’m a cowboy, i got the night on my side
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Written by: j. cannata and m. soldan

Dead or alive
They say that crime don’t pay
(wanted) dead or alive
I was born to be a runaway

When you’re out on your own
You can be so alone
City livin’ means breakin’ the rules

Once you’re in you never get out
There’s just no way to stop
There’s nowhere to go they’re draggin’ you down
‘cos you’re the one they want

Dead or alive
They say that crime don’t pay
(wanted) dead or alive
I was born to be a runaway

If the street is your friend
Gotta fight to the end
Soldiers of fortune they never give up

And once you’re out you have it made
You rake your way to the top
Nowhere to go they’re draggin’ you down
‘cos you’re the one they want

Dead or alive
They say that crime don’t pay
(wanted) dead or alive
I was born to be a runaway
Wanted dead or alive

Take it or leave it break all the rules

Once you’re in you never get out
There’s just no way to stop
There’s nowhere to go they’re draggin’ you down
‘cos you’re the one they want

Dead or alive
I was born to be a runaway
(wanted) dead or alive
I was born to be a runaway, anyway, (runaway)
Wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(2pac)

Got me up against the fence, back against the wall
Get to actin like a fool, cause ain’t no justice for the dogg
Got to take it out on all y’all, better read the papers
All my homies goin crazy baby only god could save us.
Got my mind on currency hurry i ain’t worried
It’s a gangta party, so bad boy gettin buried
Snoop dogg, wht they fantasize? (snoop) (fantasize)
When we ride, it’s a must adversaries die.

(snoop doggy dogg)

Yes, yes y’all not short but snoop dogg
And you know it’s like that y’all
I’m so smooth about my paper, check it just how it’s done
I’m servin any on a platter snoop dogg coleone
Coleone, now do you know what that mean?
A teflon don to this hip-hop game, super supreme
It’s like what happen can happen but will it stop
That won’t happen i’m feelin good about the mission for jackin
Yo patnah, can you feel me?
Why these fools, tryin ta kill me?
It’s so hard to stay focused on my eyes and prize
But if i don’t, the dogg won’t survive.

(2pac)

We ballin in my opinion eternal was wild wheel spinnin
One simple a minute is represented for five minutes
Two of the livest wanted dead or alive
We riders inventers because we ain’t quiet and watch the g’s ride
Two of amerikkaz most, straight out the west coast
Bow down fool this is death row. (snoop) (for life)
Been waiten way too long, fresh out the pen, now it’s on
C’mon snoop dogg, time to bone.

(snoop doggy dogg)

Ain’t nuttin changed too down to hang i slang a bang with a rhyme
Me and my homey pac trippin death row on knobs
Strong survivor by eastside of dpg’z
Still creepin bumpin through the hood, always involved in the streets
(2pac) (westside!) it’s doggy dogg homey, did you forget who i was…
Now take a look through the eyes of a g
And just ride to the rhythm of a gangsta beat.

(2pac)

All my homies tellin me, ain’t no love for a real g
You straight cowards all you playa haters kill me
Throw up your hands if you feel me
We gettin dollars, homey hollar if you hear me
One time for my comrades doin bad lockdown
Fresh out bust the top and bounce drop down
Can you visualize perfection?
Cause every rider in my set labelled a vet best in their profession
Don’t hold your breath, stick to smith and wessun
Steady study your lessons to keep the crowd guessin

(snoop doggy dogg)

Straight gangsta, y’know?
Money to be made, situations get deep
Niggaz always tryin ta creep
But i know what time it is

Gangstas, yeah yeah
Yeah, gangstas
Play or stay
Yeah, play or stay
Y’know? stay a gangsta
All my doggs, all my niggaz on lockdown, big dogg
This for you nigga
We gonna ride this muthafucker til the wheels fall of
Yeah, yeah
Play or stay
Yeah, play or stay
Yeah, yeah, play or stay
Yeah, yeah, death row!
Yeah, yeah, my nigga 2pac rest in peace
Dogg pound
Dippin real hard y’know what i’m sayin?

Yeah yeah, stay down
Gangstas gangstas
Foe life, eastside!
Westside of the coast
Yeah, eastside!
Mmmm, for all my soliders
Yeah
Where ya at?
Yeah

Y’know? yeah
Stay down
For real
Y’know? what it look like?
Mmm, what it feel like?
It ain’t easy, y’know? death row

2pac….. makaveli

(wanted) Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

The rule of the tyrants decline
The year, 1979
From uganda to nicaragua
It’s bombs and bullets all the time
So they corrupt, so they vile
So it’s coup after coup all the while
Human rights they violate
They think they too damn great
So in disgrace now they live in exile

Gairy is a wanted man
Idi amin is a wanted man
Shah of iran tried so hard to survive
He too was wanted dead or alive

Strikes, demonstrations & wars
Injustice is always the cause
Politicians turn too soon from
Poor people into tycoons
Corruption must bring harass
South african vorster resign in disgrace
Muzurewa take away ian smith place
The uganda devil was easily cat straddled
Beaten up and chased, what a waste.

Gairy is a wanted man
Bokassa is a wanted man
Ali bhutto try so hard to survive
He too was wanted dead or alive.

The shah had a short time to live
Because the ayatollah don’t forgive
When you see church ruling state
With pure vengeance and hate
Situation must be explosive
General somoza from nicaragua
Thought it was easy with the sandanistas
With the help of venezuela, panama and cuba
They kick him straight to america

Gairy is a wanted man
Park chung hee was a wanted man
Achem pong tried so hard to survive
He too was wanted dead or alive

Gairy is a wanted man
Idi amin is a wanted man
Shah of iran tried so hard to survive
He too was wanted dead or alive

Bang…you’re dead

Wanted: Dead Or Alive (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

<calling all units, be on the lookout for a nissan sedan
License plates reads: k-o-o-l-g-r-a-p
Be alert, suspect is armed and extremely dangerous
And also, he’s wanted dead or alive
Find him…>

I’m wanted dead or alive
I stalk the new york sidewalk
All the girls hawk, but i don’t stop to talk
I keep stepping with a nine on my waistline
Got 16 shots and i don’t waste mine
Never fess cause i’m dressed with a bulletproof vest
Try to test, i leave a bloody-ass mess
Driving a saab that connects with the mob
Bank job, plenty niggers i rob
Blood stains are on my ballys
A sucker got rowdy, so i shot him in an alley
Pumped his face full of dum-dums
Then left him for the cast of rats and the bums
Yo a lot of suckers hate me with a passion
Cause they know i can catch them one night and i ain’t flashing
I got a crazy big posse or should i say a crew?
Of niggers that belong in the zoo
Watch you spit up, blood when you get hit up
One in the head, making sure you don’t get up
This is what happens and nobody can’t stop it
Crackheads searching a dead man’s pockets
Streets are filled with brothers that kill like illville
They murdered before and they still will
Posse’s roar in a drug war
Cause some believe in death before poor
Shooting galleries, for a rich man’s salary
Pockets so fat they need dough or low calories
I got an order for another manslaughter
Wear the musty badge like his ass fell in water
I had to run up in the kid’s crib
For something he did, i didn’t dig, the little pig
Anyway i didn’t have it
In fact now the little faggot is crawling with maggots
Try to bother the neighborhood godfather
And i’ll burn your ass up like lava
Took alive the suckers that tried to get live
I never fronted, i’m wanted dead or alive

<break:
Unit one, 10-13, suspects in pursuit between 7th and broadway…
This is unit two, we’re closing in…
Proceed with caution…>

Here’s the plan: shannon, you bring the van
Everybody’s wearing gloves on their hand
Strictly army suits and long black timberland boots
I want us all to roll like troops
See now we get the roll on them
Cause the punk little sucker they shot up came and told on them
I want him bagged them too
Cause ain’t no telling of what he might do to my crew
Shoot a sucker at point-blank range
If he seems like he’s acting strange
Dump the chump chain, go straight for the green and the jewels
And we can even take niggers’ jewels
Shoot to kill and don’t leave no witness
Survivors try to get live and get with this
Snatch up the top man and start slapping him
And put a cap in him and then start wrapping him
Up and pass no time to shiver
Stop on the bridge and deliver bodies into the river
Next stop, blow away that pain-in-the-ass cop
The one that keeps getting niggers knocked
Put an end to his shit and he ain’t about making collars
The crooked-ass rookie wants dollars
My man ron’s on the rooftop, waiting to snipe
Two bullets went right through his windpipe
Cold blooded, shot down taking his very last breath
Left to bleed to death
Skip the jive, suckers that try to get live
Yo, i’m wanted dead or alive

<unit one, officer down, in need of paramedic…
Unit three, requesting back-up
I repeat, officer requesting back-up…
Yo this is unit two
Yo i’m in pursuit of him right now
I got him, i got him, i got him
But when you see him, he won’t be alive
Cause i’m gonna get him…>

I’m wanted dead or alive
So you better go and pin up posters
Souls are burning like bread in the toaster
You stand in a trance with your pants full of manure
Flesh and blood clogs up the street sewers
Ready to kill some one else and
Cause i’m wanted dead or alive like baby face nelson
Kick butts, a lot of heart, a lot of guts
And i’m quick to kick a nigger in his nuts
Armed robbery, homicide, third degree murder
Plus shit you never heard of
Come in my face with the he say, she say
And i’mma kick you up your ass like pel?one night some kids went for broke
And you can almost choke from the gunsmoke
Somebody got robbed and got fed up
So he set up the block to get wet up
One kid got caught down a dead-end street
Gunned him down from his head to his feet
One brother got smoked in a car chase
Through the windshield, a bullet in the face
Left his head wide open like a basket
Went to his funeral, shot up his casket
This is the type of shit on the street i survive
Yo, i’m wanted dead or alive

<latest bulletin: suspect seen approaching west side highway
I repeat, all units cease pursuit, cease pursuit
Roadblock is now being set up
Over and out…>

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Letra)

2Pac

2Pac

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[2pac]
Got me up against the fence, back against the wall
Get to actin like a fool, cause ain’t no justice for the dog
Got to take it out on all y’all, better read the papers
All my homies goin crazy baby only god could save us
Got my, min on currency hurry see i ain’t worried
It’s a gangsta party, so bad boy gettin buried
Snoop dogg, why they fantasize? (fantasize)
When we ride, it’s a must havin sets die, everytime

[snoop dogg]
*singing*
Yes yes y’all, not $hort but snoop dogg
And you know it’s like that y’all
*rapping*
I’m so smooth about my paper check it just how it’s done
I’m servin any on a platter snoop dogg corleone
Corleone, now do you know what that mean?
A teflon don to this hip-hop game, super supreme
It’s like what happen can happen but will it stop
That won’t happen i’m feelin good about the mission for jackin
*singing*
Aiyyo patnah, can you feel me?
Why these fools, tryin ta kill me?
*rapping*
It’s so hard to stay focused on my eyes and prize
But if i don’t, the dogg won’t survive

[2pac]
We ballin in my opinion eternal was wild wheel spinnin
One sip a minute is represented for five minutes
Two of the livest wanted dead or alive
We riders inventers because we ain’t quiet and watch the g’s ride
Two of amerikkkaz most, straight out the west coast
Bow down fool, this is death row
Been waitin way too long, bust out the pen, now it’s on
C’mon, snoop dogg, time to bone

[snoop dogg]
Ain’t nuttin changed too down to hang i slang a bang with a rhyme
Me and the homey pac trippin death row on knobs
Gon survive by eastside of dpg’z
Still creepin bump through the hood, always involved in the streets
(westside!) snoop doggy dogg homey, did you forget who i was
The big homey to you, there it is and there it was…
Now take a look through the eyes of g
And just ride to the rhythm of a gangsta beat

[2pac]
All my homies tellin, me, ain’t no love for a real g
You straight cowards all you playa haters kill me
Throw up your hands if you feel me
We gettin dollars homey holla if you hear me
It’s one time for my comrades doin bad lockdown
Fresh out bust the top and bounce drop down
Can you visualize perfection?
Cause every rider in my set labelled a vet best in their profession
Don’t hold your breath, stick to smith and wessun
Steady study your lessons to keep the crowd guessin

[snoop]
Straight gangsta, y’know?
Money to be made, situations get deeper
Niggaz always tryin ta creep
But i know what time it is

Gangstas, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, gangstas
Play or stay
Yeah, play or stay
Y’know? stay a gangsta
All my doggs, all my niggaz on lockdown, big dogg
It’s for you nigga
We gonna ride this motherfucker til the wheels fall off
Yeah yeah
Play or stay
Yeah, play or stay
Yeah yeah, play or stay
Yeah yeah, death row!
Yeah yeah, my nigga 2pac rest in peace
Dogg pound
Dippin real hard y’knowhati’msayin?

Yeah yeah, stay down
Gangstas gangstas
Foe life, eastside!
Westside of the coast
Yeah, eastside!
Mmmm, for all my soldiers
Yeah
Where ya at?
Yeah

Y’know? yeah
Stay down
For real
Y’know? what it look like?
Mmm, what it feel like?
It ain’t easy, y’know? death row