Fast Lane - Bad meets evil lyrics

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[Royce Da 5'9"]

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 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 'em outta his uniform

Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on

And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn

Y'all niggas's 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 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, danish, 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'mma rip this mystical slick shit

You don't wanna become another victim or statistic of this shit, cause after

I spit the bullets, I'mma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball

I'mma kick the ballistics, so get this dick, I'mma live this

[Hook]

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 Da 5'9"]

Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit

At war with a bottle, this 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 this shovel, dig up the corpes, 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

[Eminem]

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

A whole mothafuckin' 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 mothafuckin' chick underwater, he tryna 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

[Royce]

And then after takin' that, I'mma 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, 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, percolator to this party, be my penis ejaculator later

Tell you boyfriend that you just struck paydirt

You rollin' with a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin'<br />

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Thanks to oana