Fast Lane

Uh, first verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on an island My life's ridin' on the autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt or kill y'all with kindness I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse You've been warned if you've been borne or if you conformed Slap-up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on And hang him by his - from the horn of a unicorn Y'all - intellect mad slow, y'all - know Claimin' you bangin', you flamin' Bet you could light your own cigarette with your - Me and Shady deaded the past, so That basically resurrected my cashflow I might rap tight as the - of a fat - Though I ain't wrapped tight, my blood type's the 80s My 90s was like the Navy, you was like the Brady's You still fly kites daily Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' 'Ice, Ice baby' Screaming, "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 thinking 'bout this nice, nice lady Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Danish) Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is 'Cause she's kind of famous And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this It's Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my - in your - 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 'Cause I wanna rip this mystical slick - You don't wanna become another victim, a statistic of this - 'Cause after I spit the bullets, I'ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball I'ma kick the ballistics, so get this - I'ma live this - Life in the fast lane (aye) Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank (oh) But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (yeah) I don't really know where I'm headed (no) just enjoyin' the ride (yeah) Just gon' roll 'til I drop (oh) and ride 'til I die (ah-hah) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal) Uh, yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit At war with a bottle as Captain Morgan attacks my organs (come on) 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 a shovel Dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian" (come on) Go back and forthin', more beef than you can pack a fork in I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy, down My tenement chimney now, the semi's the remedy, pow Spin him around, enterin' in the vicinity now Was called M and 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 -fit now Yeah, little tr-tr-trailer trash, take a look, who's back in t-t-town? Did I st-st-stutter, -? -, the mall, he shuts the whole - Walmart D-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round When he came to the club tonight with five - nine to hold this - down Like a - chick underwater he's tryin' to dr-dr-drown Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated Just by the way that you keep lickin' them, - suckin' lips I'm agitated, aggravated to the point you don't - my - Then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't - give me head Then I'ma 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 - To Michael Jackson's activator (woo) Meanin' I'm on fire off the top, might wanna 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 casings is just like a bag of paper Dropped in the lap of a tax evader, homie, they spent Now make that - drop like a sack of potatoes (what?) Girl, I'm the crack-a-lator, percolator of this party Be my - ejaculator later Tell your boyfriend that you just struck paydirt You rollin' with a player You won't be exaggeratin' when you say you're livin' Livin' life in the fast lane (aye) Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank (oh) But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (yeah) I don't really know where I'm headed (no), just enjoyin' the ride (yeah) Just gon' roll 'til I drop (oh) and ride 'til I die (ah-ah) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (ledal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal) (Hey) (Woo, yeah) (Hey) (Aha) Pedal to the metal Pedal to the metal