The Chase

RZA

Burst better run better run for your life!



Burst break run jet flee boogey move be audi (yo)



Slide duck dip bounce be ghost escape blazini poof



The Genie disappear cast out like they ain't seen me (yo) ...



(Yo) Burst!



Put the gear in the ignition first it spark my transmission



I'm gear shiftin fast lane switchin tryin to ditch em



Escape I got the briefcase full of papers



Plus the microtape of all the secret society snakes



Recordings, plan how they want to destroy the black man



and take every square inch of land and kill the Wu Clan



What the fuck? My four hundred horsepower truck



High speed with the Ironman CD turned all the way up



Shots fired in back of me, they practically hit my tire



Though I smell smoke, I hope my engine ain't on fire



Pulled off the road, hope this damn truck won't explode



Felt like The Saint from the last James Bond episode



Drivin sixty miles per hour through weed trees and dead flowers



Bust the overdrive, couldn't control the power



Pushin through bushes, mud, bugs



Covered the front and back windshield like carwash suds



I couldn't sleep, I knew these niggaz was gainin on me



I tried to bust a 360, I crashed into a tree



It felt like a bulldozer, knocked my ass over



I fell out the Rover, grabbed the briefcase ran over



to a log cabin, had a sign posted DO NOT ENTER



I bust through the door my body got cut up with splinters



I ain't give a FUCK, tryin to find somewhere to duck



Ahh, ahh, uhhhhh, ahh



and catch my breath, count how many shots I had left



My clip was full, the first nigga walk through I'm gonna pull



It was Ivan Korlof, he came through with a sawed off



Bust the cannon shot and tore the rest of the fuckin door off



Burst, break, run, jet, flee, boogey, move, be audi