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Fast Lane
Bad Meets Evil Lyrics


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)

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, ME GUSTA MUSIC
Written by: BEN MOODY, KARA DIOGUARDI, LINDSAY LOHAN, MITCH ALLEN

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King of Shadows

Eminem needs a new clone body every half year to a full year! - Donald Marshall Cloning Center Whistleblower

"he is supposed to be dead, and a permanent clone that needs a new replacement body every 6 months to a year. Unknown if it is even his original consciousness running the clone. Could be a Vrill, could be a dead consciousness recorded on chip. It's why he was slurring his speech and acting mentally handicapped in a few of his interviews, His clone brain was degrading and he needed to get a replacement. They go to specific hospitals, like one near camp David somewhere to get the replacements, they grow multiples and choose the most similar looking one." - Donald Marshall

[Websites in which you can read this info]

-DONALD MARSHALL PROBOARDS
-ASTRAL7 BLOGSITE (Website might be slow but its all worth it)

Enjoy what you read and spread donalds name and info

DON'T EVER THINK THAT WHAT GOES BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION, CAN'T BE A REALITY!



King of Shadows

Eminem needs a new clone body every half year to a full year! - Donald Marshall Cloning Center Whistleblower

"he is supposed to be dead, and a permanent clone that needs a new replacement body every 6 months to a year. Unknown if it is even his original consciousness running the clone. Could be a Vrill, could be a dead consciousness recorded on chip. It's why he was slurring his speech and acting mentally handicapped in a few of his interviews, His clone brain was degrading and he needed to get a replacement. They go to specific hospitals, like one near camp David somewhere to get the replacements, they grow multiples and choose the most similar looking one." - Donald Marshall

[Websites in which you can read this info]

-DONALD MARSHALL PROBOARDS
-ASTRAL7 BLOGSITE (Website might be slow but its all worth it)

Enjoy what you read and spread donalds name and info

DON'T EVER THINK THAT WHAT GOES BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION, CAN'T BE A REALITY!



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Efe Aydal

As always, whenever I say Eminem is at his best, he gets better.

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SimpleDotTV

It's been officially 10 years and the song is still legendary.

Gon D

@SimpleDotTV lucky

SimpleDotTV

@Gon D It's officially 10 years now for us in Europe.

Ahmed Thanoon

Yes it is

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