Fleet-Footed Man

Oh try and catch me, catch me if you can
Cos I’m one muthafuckin fleet-footed man
I can run and run and run and run and run

I was born in the desert, but I got outta there
I left the sand behind, but I kept all that hot air
I’m too fast to worry, I’m too fast to care
I’ll be such a blur you won’t even know I was there

I was raised by a lion that couldn’t raise a cub
And I came across a coyote that tried to steal a rub
So I took off like a bullet from the gun I wish I had
Yea, I wish I’d shot that motherfucker dead

But I just kept going on and on
I tried to go so fast by evening
That I skipped right to the dawn
Yea I just keep going on and on
I try to go so fast by evening
That I skip right to the dawn