Wanted Man - Star One, Ghetts, Aynzli Jones

I’m a wanted man

They say that I’m a wanted man

They say that I’m a wanted man

She say that I’m a wanted

She wants it, I’m wanted

I’m a wanted man

Tell a rudeboy run

She say that I’m a wanted man

She say that I’m a wanted man

She say that I’m a wanted man

Tell a rudeboy run

She says I am a wanted man

And they’re gonna hunt me down

She says I am a wanted man

And they’re gonna hunt me down

Wanted cuh men are on tings

Black girls, blonde tings

Lighties, options

99 problems

And the first three start a boy

Boy dem, boyfriends

When he see me with my kettle on

Blood boiling

Fresh body boy, no tax

Built body boy, no

I’ve slept with Ivy one or two times

And I ain’t been poisoned

Pigs at my front door

I can hear them oinking

My neighbours, nosy

I can see them pointing

Cause I’m wanted,

Every night I be raising the level of crime

I’m out here on a hell of a hype, good with guns

But I’m better with knives, I creep up on a bredda with mine

Front line, never behind

You ever felt like you’ve got the devil inside?

What kind of a rebel am I?