The RZA
Bulworth soundtrack
The Chase
[The RZA]
Burst, better run, better run for your life
Burst
Break
Run
Jet
Flee
Boogie
Move
Be outtie
Slide
Duck
Dip
Bounce
Be ghost
Escape
Blazini
Poof
The genie
Disappear
Cats out like they ain't see me
Burst!
Yo, yo, yo, put the key in the ignition
Press this, spark my transmission
I'm gear shiftin
Fast lane switchin, tryin to ditch em
Escape, I got the briefcase full of papes
Plus the microtape about the secret society snakes
Record this 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 400 horsepower truck
High speed with the Ironman CD turned all the way up
Shots firin in back of me, they practically hit my tire
Do I smell smoke? I hope my engine ain't on fire
Pulled off the road, hope this damn truck don't explode
Felt like a scene from the last days gone episode
Drivin sixty miles per hour through weed trees and dead flowers
Bust a overdrive, couldn't control the power
Pushin through bushes, mud, bugs
Covered the front and back windshield like carwash suds
I couldn't see, I knew these niggas 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 some way to duck
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
And catch my breath, count how many shots I had left
My clip was full, the first nigga to walk through I'm gonna pull
It was Ima Fallof, he came through with a sawed-off
Bust a cane inside him, tore the rest of the fuckin door off
Chorus: (2x)
Burst
Break
Run
Jet
Flee
Boogie
Move
Be outtie
Slide
Duck
Dip
Bounce
Be ghost
Escape
Blazini
Poof
The genie
Disappear
Cats out like they ain't see me
Killa Bee fast lamborghinis
Shotgun fragments scattered in all directions
One graze me on my kneecap but didn't faze me
Count to three, jumped up, I fired back!
A fo-fo snug slug dug a hole in his head like Dig Dug
Partin the grass incision with the infrared scissors
Shots kept missin
Night vision goggles, shit had me boggled
.44 Mags with too much to swallow
Held the briefcase in front of my face, jumped through the window
Nearly caught up and went like Dr. Killbone
I burst
Broke
Ran
Jetted
Fleed
Boogied
Moved
Was outtie
Slid
Ducked
Dipped
Bounced
Ghost
Escape
Blazini
Poof
The genie
Disappear
Niggas out like they ain't see me
Killa Bee move with the speed of lamborghini
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