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Fast Lane



Текст песни Eminem - Fast Lane

First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island 
My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot 
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all wit' 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 wit' his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on 
And hang him 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 witcha asshole 
Me and Shady deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my cashflow 
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! 

Eminem 

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 wit' a capital B wit' an exclamation mark 
Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics 
'Cause I'm'onna 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 

(Hook) 

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) 
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) 

Royce 

Yeah 
My whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit 
At war wit' 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 me 
You let me take this shovel, dig up the corspes, Jack Kevorkian" (C'mon) 
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 

Eminem 

Now 
Was called Eminem, but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper 
Chewed him up (Pt!) 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-st-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck them all 
He's just a whole motherfuckin' Walmart d-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round 
And he came to the club tonight wit' 5'9? to hold this bitch down 
Like a motherfuckin' chick underwater, he's tryna d-dr-drown 
Shawty, when you dance, you got me captivated 
Just by the way that you keep lickin' 'em dicks like her 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 

Royce 

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 affadavit 
Graduated from master debater slash massive masturbator 
To Michael Jackson' activator (Woo!) 
Meanin' I'm on fire off the top, might wanna back up the 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) 

Eminem 

Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes 
What, girl, I'm the crack-a-lator 
Brung ya lay to this party, be my penis ejaculator later 
Tell ya boyfriend that you just struck paydirt 
You rollin' wit' 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) 
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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