Wanted Dead or Alive – Song and Lyrics by 2Pac


Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’ by 2Pac. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2Pac or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

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, every time

Yes yes y’all, not $hort 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 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

Aiyyo 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

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

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

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 lock down
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’

Straight gangsta, why’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
Why’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 why’knowhatI’msayin’?

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

Why’know? Yeah
Stay down
For real
Why’know? What it look like?
Mmm, what it feel like?
It ain’t easy, why’know? Death Row