Run, Catch, And Kill Lyrics

Intro: excerpt from movie:

"That's how you want is Mousse?

Fine bitch, you got it! Just you and me.... one on one!"

Hook:

Run, catch and kill, this comes back

like a boomerang with a dildo for real though (repeat)

[Bo$$]

Sell me some more dreams sucker but this ain't gettin better

In fact, this whole thing is just a game Mr. Tripsetter!

Everything was fly boy, til I took this little bullet

leaving traces of cyanide in my thyroid

Not, one of you wanna be busters gave a fuck!

Just out here chucklin on

The corner bout these war stories

Some more glory for the gat!

Glory for the snaps, crack the hoodrats

I use to think that it was good but

Fuck that! Now i'm the one witches are hating

Because . . . Bombs keep reiterating

Sista it dont take, earl to get a clue

On what you lovely cluckers are thinkin

you want to plan and try to do, but to who?

Cuz im a take a few, with me

Leaving caps all off in your femor, collar bone and kidneys!

Then im out to chase papes throwin bricks to rake in diamonds

On some new thing in some cackys and carefully criming

I talk to you when i walk to you was the message, no more cap bustin

Just strap hustlin

Ya stove top stuffin damon, watch where ya roamin!

It gets hotter than an oven havent you heard of the omen?

Hook: uh! (repeat)

[Bo$$]

You ask how could I kill a snake? On my real estate!

Cuz i can feel a fake phony comin' at me from a whole hemisphere away!

And what-do-ya know my former homey wants to roam

In my circumference

Now my bump the dumb thang its on!

So give it up cuz i'm so crazy! Trip! Hey!

A nine is a terrible thing to waist

So i bring it, like i sing it just in case you

Biting the hand that feeds you, and plus you ain't said your grace

I guess them stiches in yo face, wasn't enough to stop another fiasco

That's exactly what you askin' fo hoe!

But when napalm, like bombs, are dropped i

Don't see how any one can really remain calm

My target was her head!

So settle for metal returning your mental into lead bleeeed heffer!!

Bo$$ is back and ain't na sista celebrating (mmmm...)

Wonder if hey can tell I'm satan?

Why you tailgating? Break trick! You out there bad! Boss - Run, Catch, And Kill - http://motolyrics.com/boss/run-catch-and-kill-lyrics.html

Its time to swag, off ya baby's daddy

Look at em' still slangin', still flaming

he better watch where he roamin'

It gets hotter than an oven,

Haven't ya head of the omen?

Bridge: (repeat 1st part of hook)

Oooooh don't let me catch ya creepin (fool)

I'm sleepin' with my eyes (like a)

open wide (with a dildo for real doe)

(well hello hello)

We got the roughest, toughest "g" ya ever seen ya'll

Toughest "g" ya ever seen ya'll

(well hello hello)

Bo$$ breaking, "g" ya ever seen ya'll

Very intelligent but still a' break ya jaw offfff,

(well hello hello)

Trigger happy, laughing with a sawed offff,

Shot gun

The most scantless "g" ya ever saw,

Rough tough quick to snuff and call ya fuckin bluff

Dat "g", dat "g", dat "g", dat "g"

[Bo$$]

Mousse, Mousse wants to douse me, douse me

With some bullets if you think ya can, can

Go through with ya plan!

Use to be the cool sista you could kick it with

Now i'm feelin wicked again and finna' trip!

Sad girl is living in a mad world

Because my baby represents ernesto and

Like a bitch she had a girl!

And on the cool mona know that i'm the locest, trust

But while we tripping some cocazoid put the joke on us

(us, us, us, us) Rest in peace as we build a nation

Whisper to giggles, time to build our own operation

Cuz our men are just about skins and bustin over a truck

But i could give a damn about 500 bucks?

What about the runnin', catchin' bullets, and the killings?

What goes around comes back around to hit our siblings

If we don't recognize that we don't

Own the streets we roamin'

The worse encounter of our kind will be the omen!

While we......

Hook: (repeat)

G skills? Tight

Blast? All night

Da org? Original righteous g's (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Outro excerpt:

"when you lose ya homeboy, you lose ya best camarada,

You lose a part of who you are inside