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letra de catch and kill - insane clown posse

[intro: sh-ggy 2 dope]
you know, b-tch?
you’ve been running like a b-tch for so long
you starting to morph into an actual b-tch!
you looking extra goood to my axe! -ching-
and he really wants to get wit ya
and straight split ya punk -ss into chunks, punk chunks!
and my pitbulls love punk chunks!

run, ho! ho, ho!
psychpathic!
catch and k!ll!
run, ho! ho, ho!

[verse 1: violent j]
i hang a left real slowly, you could p-ss me walkin’
it’s 3:07 a.m. and my -ss be stalkin’
my task, to find him; my headlights are blindin’
i’m sipping on red pop; my gears are grindin’
he overheard a conversation, now he’s takin’ the stand
but he’s mistaken, uh uh, must be satan shakin’ his hand
’cause i’ma throw this big axe, and pin him dead to the door
leave him hanging in his boots, three inches from the floor

[verse 2: young wicked]
run away b-tch, don’t say sh-t
i’m over here digging your grave in my bas-m-nt
in my cellar under the drill is where i place them
after i catch ’em and then i k!ll ’em ’cause i’m dangerous
see i’m a villain on a roll
my body count deeper than it ever was before
got him running down the road, and you know i’m finna explode
cause i’m a k!ller with a blood thirst i could never let go!
(run!) run away ho, (run!) don’t stay, bro (run!)
or i’ma put this double-axe to your face, yo
5-0 ain’t nothing i’m gonna break fo’
i can make the police run away if i say so
i represent a scenario for the sake of
really understandin’ what a k!ller’s made of
nothing but vengeance, nothing but hatred
you can run away but ain’t no escapin’ young wicked!

[verse 3: big hoodoo]
(run!) big hoodoo, homie i ain’t f-cking wit ya
recite some wicked scriptures, make the demons come to get ya
don’t try and break away ’cause when i catch ya, then ya done
i let the hollows do the chasing, i ain’t tryna run!
my n-ggas ratchet and i’m ill like i got ebola
swingin’ my hatchet like a real psychopathic soldier
b-tch n-ggas everywhere so you know we always workin’
k!llers for hire when we catch you then it’s close curtains

[verse 4: sh-ggy 2 dope]
i’m searching through the east side, i search through the west
and i give a sh-t less if any eggs in your nest
i don’t feel sorry, you brought this on yourself, run for that wealth
and now your head’s going on my shelf because i’m stealth
as i’m huntin’ you down, you should just try to relax
because i’m all over your tracks. get ready for the stabs and hacks
i simply place you in a body bag, then zip up the zipper
bury you at midnight underneath the big dipper

[chorus]
run, ho! no place to hide in!
right on your trail, catch and k!ll!
run, ho! like a hyena, leopard or lion
right on your trail, catch and k!ll!
run, ho! you become so tired, whoa!
right on your trail, catch and k!ll!
run, ho! your time, time, time is up!
right on your trail, catch and k!ll!
run, ho! no, no, nowhere to run! whoa
right on your trail, catch and k!ll!
run, ho! never, never, never, never, never gonna escape!
right on your trail, catch and k!ll!

[verse 5: violent j]
i’m like a bounty hunter huntin’ my bounty in hot pursuit
he’s worth more alive then dead but still i find i’ve got to shoot
because, he’s p-ssing me off. this f-cker’s ducking every corner
in another mile or so, this lucky f-ck will cross the border
i can’t have it in my grand national, stab it to the metal
if i have to i’ll bring back his head; i have a debt to settle
he finally turned and got burned that f-cking alley dead ends
i popped the trunk and got the chopper out and shot like armageddon

[outro]
run, ho! woo! (ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho)

- insane clown posse

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