Fast Lane - Bad Meets Evil

Uh, first verse, uh, I'm on till I'm on an 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 'im out of his uniform

Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on

And hangin' 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 with ya 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 '80s, my '90s was like the Navy

You was like the Bradys, you still fly kites daily

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 with a capital "B" with an exclamation mark

Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics

'Cause I'ma 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

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)

Life in the fast lane

(Pedal to the metal)

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 this shovel, dig up the corpse of 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

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

The whole motha****** ' Wal-Mart d-d-down

Every time he comes a-r-r-round

And he came to the club tonight with 5'9

Like a mothafuckin' chick underwater, he tryin' 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

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 masturbator

To Michael Jackson's activator, meanin' I'm on fire off the top

Might wanna back up 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

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 pay dirt

You rollin' with 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)

Life in the fast lane

(Pedal to the metal)