Lyrics:
I'm on the fast track
Mad Max
Mad Max
All the problems in the world a n*gga mad at
I put my foot right on the gas, I had to dash fast
And you know I'm
Now I got a murder case
You speak of heaven punk? I never heard of the place
Wanted to come up fast, got a Uz' and a black mask
Duckin', fuckin'
Easy to consume
More than enough
Flesh to move around
Fast track methods
Masses for review
Chew on your neighbors' bone
Meat packs in the queue
Wait
the land
Is everybody in?
Laughin' gas these hazmats, fast cats
Linin' 'em up like a cracks
Play these ponies at the track
It's my chocolate attack
S, I'm
will be flipped I'm sure
Long Beach, right by the water
Respect is due when you walk through the border
Line, if you don't you might find your face in
the devil's back
She wouldn't know any other way
Now it's over that ridge for one last mile
'Til we're fast asleep by the fire side
Dreamin' these dreams
Night fell fast, like it did in the past when the phone rang
Twice and a voice said "I think I'm alone"
I gave my advice and the voice said "Nice,
Yep, yep, yep, beat it by the king pimp
Call mix if you wanna peep game simp
Freak daddy if you wanna get nasty, call freak momma fast g, fast g, fast g
of the Mohicans
I'm gonna start multiplying
Like a fast eagle in disguise
Won't help you none
Redskin is about to track you down
Disguise protect you no
Speeding through the city lights
With my fast car
We burnin fuel aint burnin hearts
Racing tracks be city roads
Let me pull up in my fast car
Show
out of the past
And though your mind is cool your heart is beating fast
You've been through it all before
Each time you wish a little more that you
[ CHORUS ]
The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin, ain't nothin funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
You take my love for granted
I just don't understand it
Years go by too fast
I can't keep track
How long did we last?
I feel bad for asking
It
ready for the set weights by the ton (ton ton ton ton ton ton ton)
Bass lines and ass
Anything fast
Humpin' on my leg
Yo, mind my fuckin' glass
I am, I run this fucking club
(Club-a-dub-dub-dub club-a-dub-a-club-a-lub)
Bass lines and ass
Anything fast
Humpin' on my leg
Yo, mind my fuckin'
it's what you're good at
The low road for the fast track, make every second last
'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me
Highway groove, we feel the beat Fast cars race, can't be beat
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Neon lights passing by Endless night, touch the sky
No looking back, watch us
a watch himself
Somehow he always knew what the time was
He trusted this skill and never really kept the track of time
(he never kept the track of time)
I'm on the track
Moving fast
We be moving fast
Pull up to the club
I'm dressed so fine
Getting in from back door
Ain't getting in line
Drop molly in
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
show
Because my tongue is actually fast but then again it's slow
See yo (Throw it bro) you say cheeka-boo
A name pertained for niggas who WHO
Who
before I'd got the chance to lay a nickel on the track.
[Chorus]
Look out here she comes, she's comin',
Look out there she goes, she's gone,
on the side
No, rules aren't applied
Won the race, on fast pace
But they got my trace
Turned around, punched his face
Start running, track race
Start
hoo-ray
Hammer in the louie duff
Take a nigga bitch she give me brains until I knew enough
Bullets come too fast to adjust
I dont give a fuck about my
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