Fast Lane

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Bad Meets Evil

Bad Meets Evil is an American hip hop duo from Detroit, Michigan that consists of rappers Royce da 5'9" (Bad) and Eminem (Evil). They are best known for collaborating on a self-titled song that appeared on Eminem's major-label debut album The Slim Shady LP in 1999, their early association with Dr. … more »

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 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 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

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)

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 

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 shuts the 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

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)

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 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)

Written by: BEN MOODY, KARA DIOGUARDI, LINDSAY LOHAN, MITCH ALLEN

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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