[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,
' murda, mo' murda Come, come again Mo' murda, mo' murda Come, come again Mo' murda, mo' murda Come, come again Gotta kill, get 'em nowhere to run Can
, now everything is all right. If it wasn??° for this music, i??? be dead, fuck a jail, ??¶ ause a nigga ain??° never goinback to that hell. Feel me. Kill
murder Killer when the night falls And it ain't shit to kill, 'cuz I really don't love ya Don't run, run, run, I like my knife Run up with that gun, gun
for your temple It's really that simple when I seen it splatter Had I even killed one of you clones Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter scattered Run
crack took toll Went from being fine as hell to look at my guest or roll I'm swoll, a boss with a perm and a frown They say chicks don't run for witness
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Niggas Know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you
ain't going back and forth Your boss and your captain's soft (Bitch) Niggas know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to You can run
Said You Was A Solja You Runnin With Killas Yeah Tha Truth Hurts Nigga But Im More Than Bullets I Make A Bun Get A Gun Run Up On You And Pull It [Chorus
n My new name from now on, don't even call me Royce Da 5'9" no mo' Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*)
' be around here 'bout long as Justin Bieber's virginity This is Jesus identity, mixed with weed, Hennessey, Kennedy, King Mixed with a kill-or-be-killed killer
make the deal go through If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo' killings clean, slugs up in between they eyes, like "True Lies," kill
of murder Bodyguard, who used to do physical fitness His business, is catching to terrifying the witness In the gym is where he gained his powers Boss
the attic, long dist' the target After that, do the walk-through like phone booths What'chu gon' do when them dudes run up on you And rock ya body, body, catch
beef, Big Pun speak and let these motherfuckers know how we run the streets [Big Punisher] Fuck peace, I run the streets deep with no compassion, Puerto Ricans known for slashing catching
niggaz want beef, Big Pun speak And let these motherfuckers know how we run the streets Fuck peace, I run the streets deep with no compassion Puerto Ricans known for slashin' catchin
in and cum, soon as you done run This is real talk, nigga one-on-one Between me and you, now this mono-a-mono How you gon' catch mono from a hoe that
I'm a motherfuckin' G Goddamn I'm a Knock you out like NyQuil, I'll kill you quick You sucker-for-love-ass trick So don't run up, wit' ya gun up 'Cause
