Intro

To be sought after
Desire to apprehend and/or question
Suspected criminal
That is to be wanted

Hundred percent, I'm a full-fledged gangsta
Guts how we fight, no need to knock, try and shank ya
You better sit and listen 'fore the bullets get to whistling
Months turn to years while you riding dead in Benson

Think you's a Jedi, sensei master
Hollow tips fly faster than you catch a cancer
I'm a banger, hanger, right off of Kramer
Flex the index finger, ball in the chamber
Are you ready for my anger? Surrounded by the danger

Coming all black while I'm looking like a stranger
Steady with my aim, accurate at long range
They call me Max Payne, I ain't playing no games
So when I click, clack, make for sure I make it bang
Turn the city to a ghost town when we mob blaze
When you messing with my tank, better deep thought think
I make your breath go faint when you stepping in my bank