Fast Lane by Eminem
Fast Lane lyrics
Songwriters: Damu Mtume;Andre Young;Faulu Dalili Mtume;Bilal Oliver;Michael Flowers;Scott Storch Lyrics
Featuring: Royce Da 5'9
First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a islandMy life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilotBefore I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindnessI kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can formSlap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniformLeave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers onAnd hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggers intellect mad slow, y'all fags knowClaimin' you bangin', you flamin'Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya assholeMe and Shady deaded the pastSo that basically resurrected my cash flow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dykeThough I ain't wrapped tightMy blood type's the '80sMy '90s was like the Navy, you was like the BradysYou still fly kites daily
Catch me in my MercedesBumpin' 'Ice, Ice, Baby', screamin' Shady 'til I dieLike a half a pair of dice, life's crazySo I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze
And you only live it onceSo I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice ladyWait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll(Damn)
Let me tell youWhat this pretty little dame's name is'Cause she's kinda famousAnd 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 geniusReally I belong inside a dang insane asylum cleanin'Try them trailer parksCrazy, I am back and I am razor-sharp, baby
And that's back with a capital B with an exclamation markMaybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics'Cause I'm on a rip this mystical slick shitYou don't wanna become another victimOr statistic of this shit
'Cause after I spit the bulletsI'ma treat these shell casin's like a soccer ballI'ma kick the ballisticsSo get this dick, I'ma live this
I'm livin' life in the fast laneMovin' at the speed of life and I can't slow downOnly got a gallon in the gas tankBut I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headedJust enjoyin' the rideJust gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane(Pedal to the metal)I'm livin' life in the fast lane(Pedal to the metal)
Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbitAt war with a bottle, this Captain Morgan attacks my organs(C'mon)My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins(Woo)
I made a pact with the Devil that says, "I'll let you take meYou let me take this shovel, dig up the corpses Jack Kevorkian"(C'mon)Go 'back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork inI'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down
My tenement, too many nowTo send my serenity powersSpin 'em around, enterin' in the vicinity
Now was called Eminem but he threw away the candyAnd ate the rapper, chewed him up and spitted him outGirl, giddy-up, now get, get downHe's lookin' around this clubAnd 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-townDid I s-st-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck them allHe's just a whole motherfuckin' WalmartD-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round
And he came to the club tonightWith 5'9 [unverified] to hold this bitch downLike a motherfuckin' chick underwaterHe's tryna d-dr-drown
Shawty, when you danceYou got me captivatedJust by the way that you keep lickin' 'em dicksLike her lips I'm agitated, aggravated
To the point you don't suck my dickThen you're gonna get decapitatedOther words, you don't fuckin' give me headThen I'm have to take it
And then after takin' thatI'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 debaterSlash massive masturbatorTo Michael Jackson activator(Woo)
Meanin' I'm on fire off the topMight wanna back up the dataRunnin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor-trailerHomie, this sick, you can normally ask a hater
Don't it make senseThese shell casin's is just like a bag of paperDrop in the lap of a tax evader(Homie, they spent)
Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoesWhat, girl, I'm the crack-a-latorBrung ya lay to this party, be my penis ejaculator later
Tell ya boyfriendThat you just struck pay dirtYou rollin' wit' a playerYou won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin'
I'm livin' life in the fast laneMovin' at the speed of life and I can't slow downOnly got a gallon in the gas tankBut I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headedJust enjoyin' the rideJust gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane(Pedal to the metal)I'm livin' life in the fast lane(Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane(Pedal to the metal)I'm livin' life in the fast lane(Pedal to the metal)
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