Fast Lane Lyrics

Uh, first verse, uh, I'm on till I'm on an island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form Slap up a cop and then snatch 'im out of his uniform Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on And hangin' by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know Claimin' you bangin', you flamin' Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole Me and Shady deaded the past So that basically resurrected my cash flow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood type's the '80s, my '90s was like the Navy You was like the Bradys, you still fly kites daily
Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' Ice Ice Baby Screamin' Shady 'til I die, like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady
Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Damn) Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is 'Cause she's kinda famous And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my penis in your anus
You morons think that I'm a genius Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum cleanin' Try them trailer parks, crazy, I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby And that's back with a capital "B" with an exclamation mark
Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics 'Cause I'ma rip this mystical slick shit You don't wanna become another victim or statistic of this shit 'Cause after I spit the bullets I'ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball I'ma kick the ballistics, so get this dick, I'ma live this
Livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit At war with a bottle, as Captain Morgan attacks my organs [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/fast-lane-lyrics-bad-meets-evil.html ] My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins I made a pact with the Devil that says "I'll let you take me
You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian" Go back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down My tenement, too many now To send my serenity powers, spin 'em around, enterin' in the vicinity
Now, was called M&M But he threw away the candy and ate the rapper Chewed him up and spitted him out, girl giddy-up, now get-get down He's lookin' around this club And it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town
Did I s-s-stutter, mothafucka? Fuck them all, he shuts The whole mothafuckin' Wal-Mart d-d-down Every time he comes a-r-r-round And he came to the club tonight with 5'9" to hold this bitch down Like a mothafuckin' chick underwater, he tryin' d-d-drown
Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated, just by the way That you keep lickin' them dicks like lips, I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick Then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head, then I'm have to take it
And then after takin' that, I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin' It's gon' say "The whole rap game passed away" On top of the affidavit Graduated from master debater slash massive masturbator To Michael Jackson's activator, meanin' I'm on fire off the top
Might wanna back up data, runnin' over hip hop In a verbal tractor trailer Homie this sick, you can normally ask a hater Don't it make sense, these shell casings is just like a bag of paper Drop in the lap of a tax evader, homie they spent
Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes, what girl I'm the crack-a-lator Percolator to this party, be my penis ejaculator later Tell you boyfriend that you just struck pay dirt You rollin' with a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin'
I'm livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)