FASTLANE

First verse (uh) I'm armed ‘til I'm on a island my life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot before I touch dirt, or kill ya'll with kindness I kill ya! My natural personas much worse you've been warned if you been borned or if you conformed slap up a cop and then snatch him up outta of his uniform leave him with his socks hard bottoms and bloomers on and hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn ya'll niggas intellect mad slow, ya fags know claimin' you bangin' you flamin', bet you could light your own cigarette with your 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 80's my 90's was like the Navy, you was like the Brady's you still fly kites daily... Catch me in my Mercedes bumpin' “Ice, Ice Baby” screamin' Shady till 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 don't stop me now ‘fore I get on a roll, danish let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is cuz she's kinda famous, and I hope that I don't sound to heinous when I say this Nicki Minaj, but I want to stick my penis in your anus you morons think that I'm a genius, really I belong inside a dang insane asylum came to drive 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 cuz when I rip this mystical slick shit you don't wanna become another victim a statistic of this shit cuz 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 I'm living 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 cant stop now I don't really know where I'm headed just enjoying the ride just gonna roll ‘til I drop and ride ‘til I die I'm living life in the fast lane (peddle to the metal) living life in the fast lane (peddle to the metal) (Ugh,) yeah my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit at war with a bottle as Captain Morgan attacks my organs 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 a shovel dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian go back and forth and more beef than you can pack a fork in I'm living the life of the infinite enemy down, my tenement chimney now the semi's the remedy, pow spin him around entering in the vicinity... ...Now he's called Eminem but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper chewed him up (thew) and spitted him out girl gitty-up and now get-get down he's lookin' around this club and it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now yeah little t-t-trailer trash take a look whose back in t-t-town did I s-s-stutter muthafucker?, fuck the mall he shuts the whole muthafuckin' Walmart 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 muthafuckin' chick under water, he tryin' to dr-dr-drown shorty when you dance you got me captivated just by the way that you keep lickin' them dick suckin' lips, I'm agitated aggravated to the point you don't suck my dick then your gonna get decapitated other words you don't fuckin' give me head then I'ma have to take it... ...And then after takin' that I'ma catch a case it's gonna be fascinatin' it's gon' say the whole rap game passed away on top the affidavit graduated from master debater slash massive masterbator to Michael Jackson's activator meanin' I'm on fire, off the top might want to back up data rollin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor trailer, homie they sick-you could normally ask a hater don't it make sense? That these shell cases is just like a bag of paper dropped in the lap of a tax evader homie they spent. Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes girl I'm the crackalator percolator of this party, be my penis ejaculator later tell ‘ya boyfriend that you just struck pay dirt you're rollin' with a player, you wont be exaggeratin' when you say that you're... I'm living 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 cant stop now I don't really know where I'm headed just enjoying the ride just gonna roll ‘til I drop and ride ‘til I die I'm living life in the fast lane (peddle to the metal) living life in the fast lane (peddle to the metal)