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
 Slide, duck, dip, bounce, be ghost, escape, blazini, poof
 The Genie, disappear, cast out like they ain't seen me
 Killer Bee, fast lamborghini
 (repeat 2X)
 Junk turned fragments scattered in all direction
 One grazed me, on my kneecap but didn't faze me
 ?Count Latree? jumped up, I fired back
 My four-four snub slug, dug a hole in his head
 like Dig Dug, partner crashes in
 with the infrared precision shots, just missin
 Night vision goggles, shit had me boggled
 Forty-Four mag, was too much to swallow
 Held the briefcase in front of my face, jumped through the window
 Daring, got up and went like Dr. Kimball
 I burst, broke, ran, jetted, fleed, boogied, moved, was audi
 Slid, ducked, dipped, bounced, ghost, escaped, blazini, poof
 The Genie, disappear, niggaz out like they ain't seen me
 Killer Bee move with the speed of lamborghini
 Bobby Steels on the track, word up
 Bout to escape with the tape
 Word up