fast life ft. kool g rap
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The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis didn't cream?
With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin' the live of rowdy packin' fifty cali's
Rockin' lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos just me and my dino primo
Pushin' beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly Latinos
Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli dashin' out there on the Queens half
Three major players gettin' papers by the layers
And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
Fakers get used to shootin' targets, soon as the dark hits
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
That'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, lookin' straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army
The celo rollers money folders sippin' bola holdin' mad payola
Slangin' a Coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son

[Chorus]

[Repeat x2]
Livin' the fast life, in fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the American dream
So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerably
Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my niggaz be
The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores
A perpendicular, angle of the clout war
Police searchin' up my Lex over who's petrol
My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though
But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed
The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin' with scuffed Nike's
Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs
These years I got they names in my swears
Poppin' Cristal like it's my first child, lickin' shots, holiday style
Rockin' Steele sweaters, Wallaby down
Twenty-four carats, countin' cabbage, like the Arabs
The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance
Guzzlin' Guinness shootin' catchin' cases concurrent
It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys
The Luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

Brother you've got to make it happen
Yeah yeah, get this money, yeah
Brother you've got to make it happen
When you're living in the fast life, hey yeah yeah

Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
It's choir attire standin' on ground with one pivot
Two players rockin' silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers
Lands with name brand seats reclinin' like in spaceships
Bodies on ice
Livin' trife, rollin' fixed up dice
Gamblin' Grants
Handlin' stamps
Moves are sheist
My bankrolls, got the cops comin' in plain clothes
Tryin' to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the game goes
True
Right out the slammer with the fame and glamor
Cookin' up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin' scramblers in Alabama
Rub out faces and leave no traces
My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races
Servin' us Dom P my cliquo
Dimes with magnifico, puttin' in cut inside perico
Heat for foes, shoppin' sprees with my fleet for clothes
In Caribbean suites, deep, rippin' beats with flows
Aiyyo, we went from standin' on blocks, without some socks
Sellin' rocks, to pickin' up stock and boat docks with Glocks
And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills
Packin' all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In Nas feat. Kool G Rap's song Fast Life, the lyrics describe the expansion of an illegal drug operation that spans across New York, Chicago, and Los Angeles. The singer is living a life of luxury, engaging in drug deals in dark alleys, holding stacks of cash, and wearing designer clothing. The chorus describes their fast-paced lifestyle, driving fast cars and being known everywhere they go. The verses include mentions of guns, drug deals, and police surveillance. The lyrics also mention the challenges of living this way, including legal trouble and being handcuffed. Despite these challenges, the singer is determined to continue living the life of luxury and plotting ways to increase their profits.


Line by Line Meaning

The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
It is time to expand our business operation.


Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We need to distribute our products from New York to Chicago and Los Angeles.


We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
We need to establish our own market, and protect it fiercely.


Champagne wishes of caviar dreams, a penis didn't cream?
We dream of lavish lifestyles filled with the finest things, but in reality we struggle to survive.


With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
We make a living selling drugs, specifically cocaine.


Livin' the live of rowdy packin' fifty cali's
We lead a rough life, armed with .50 caliber guns.


Rockin' lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
We dress in expensive shoes, even when conducting illegal drug deals in dangerous places.


Up in casinos just me and my dino primo
We visit casinos, only me and my close friends.


Pushin' beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly Latinos
After making drug sales, we enjoy our profits in Reno with two attractive Latina women.


Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
Nas is the leader of our group, and we work hard to make money.


We've seen a half a milli dashin' out there on the Queens half
We have witnessed drug dealers make a lot of money in Queens.


Three major players gettin' papers by the layers
There are three influential drug dealers making profits from multiple sources.


And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
Anyone who tries to betray or slander us on the streets will be punished severely.


Fakers get used to shootin' targets, soon as the dark hits
People who try to imitate us quickly learn to shoot targets and defend themselves in the dark.


Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
If someone tries to interfere with our drug business, they will be killed and their body will be hidden.


Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
Anyone who tries to cheat us will be threatened by prostitutes with guns.


That'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
These prostitutes are dangerous and skilled marksmen who can shoot people multiple times.


Da leaders, lookin' straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
As leaders, we dress stylishly in our Armani suits.


You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army
If someone wants to harm us, they will have to defeat our entire group.


The celo rollers money folders sippin' bola holdin' mad payola
We are wealthy and enjoy spending our money, while holding onto our drug profits.


Slangin' a Coke without the Cola
We sell cocaine without the added ingredients found in Coca-Cola.


Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
We are honest in our dealings, but we may resort to shady behavior if necessary.


It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son
We are proud of our lifestyle and make no apologies for it.


Livin' the fast life, in fast cars
Our lives are characterized by fast cars and a fast-paced lifestyle.


Everywhere we go, people know who we are
We are famous and well-known wherever we go.


A team from out of Queens with the American dream
We are a group from Queens who strive for success and wealth.


So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream
We are planning a scheme to earn millions of dollars.


Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerably
I have guns from Italy and enjoy smoking marijuana.


Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my niggaz be
My friends and associates are mostly located in the Mid-state and Green areas.


The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores
Living in the ghetto is difficult, with frequent shootouts and high alcohol consumption.


A perpendicular, angle of the clout war
The battle for power is fought from all angles.


Police searchin' up my Lex over who's petrol
The police are searching my car, suspecting me of purchasing gasoline for illegal purposes.


My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though
I am not afraid to use my gun to defend myself or earn respect.


But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed
Money does not always buy respect or freedom, as I am currently handcuffed.


The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin' with scuffed Nike's
My life is rough and I often stay up late, wearing worn-out Nike shoes.


Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs
I enjoy drinking beer with my friends who live under the stairs.


These years I got they names in my swears
I will never forget my friends' names, no matter what happens.


Poppin' Cristal like it's my first child, lickin' shots, holiday style
I am celebrating with expensive champagne and firing shots into the air.


Rockin' Steele sweaters, Wallaby down
I wear stylish sweaters and comfortable Wallaby shoes.


Twenty-four carats, countin' cabbage, like the Arabs
I have expensive 24-carat jewelry and count money like wealthy Arab businessmen.


The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
My relationship with music and performing is magical.


Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance
I perform elegantly and drive a safe car with full insurance.


Guzzlin' Guinness shootin' catchin' cases concurrent
I am drinking Guinness beer and committing crimes at the same time.


It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
I am Nas, a famous rapper with many women, similar to King Solomon.


We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys
My friend G and I are becoming more successful, and we are street-smart.


The Luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
We are like famous mafia figures Luciano, Frankie Aiel, and Bugsy Seagal.


Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal
We have illegally obtained money with eagle emblems on it.


Brother you've got to make it happen
You must take action and make your dreams a reality.


Yeah yeah, get this money, yeah
Yes, prioritize earning money.


When you're living in the fast life, hey yeah yeah
When you live a life of luxury and indulgence, it is important to keep up with the fast pace.


Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
My lifestyle is extravagant and indulgent, with frequent cocaine use.


It's choir attire standin' on ground with one pivot
I stand proudly and confidently, dressed sharply like a choir member.


Two players rockin' silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers
My friend and I wear fancy silk blazers and sparkling diamonds.


Lands with name brand seats reclinin' like in spaceships
We travel in luxurious cars with expensive, comfortable seats.


Bodies on ice
We have killed people and frozen their bodies to avoid detection.


Livin' trife, rollin' fixed up dice, gamblin' Grants
We live dangerously, cheating at games of chance and gambling with large sums of money.


Handlin' stamps, moves are sheist
We handle drugs and make deceptive moves to outsmart our competition.


My bankrolls, got the cops comin' in plain clothes
I have so much money that the police are investigating me in plain clothes.


Tryin' to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the game goes
The police are trying to arrest us again because of our notorious reputation.


True
Yes, that is the truth.


Right out the slammer with the fame and glamor
We have become famous and glamorous after just getting out of prison.


Cookin' up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin' scramblers in Alabama
We are producing and selling cocaine using Arm & Hammer baking soda as a cutting agent in Alabama.


Rub out faces and leave no traces
We are skilled at killing people and hiding the evidence.


My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races
My close friends have killed many people and left no evidence, allowing them to enjoy horse racing without worry.


Servin' us Dom P my cliquo
We are served expensive Champagne, Dom Perignon, by our waiters.


Dimes with magnifico, puttin' in cut inside perico
We see attractive women and use drugs, Perico, to impress them.


Heat for foes, shoppin' sprees with my fleet for clothes
We are armed and ready to fight our enemies while shopping for new clothes.


In Caribbean suites, deep, rippin' beats with flows
We enjoy luxurious Caribbean hotel suites and make music with impressive rap verses.


Aiyyo, we went from standin' on blocks, without some socks, sellin' rocks
We used to sell drugs on the streets, without even wearing socks.


To pickin' up stock and boat docks with Glocks
Now we trade stocks and own boats, while still carrying guns.


And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills
We have access to opium poppy fields, which earn us millions of dollars.


Packin' all the blue steel, we keeps it real inside the battlefield
We carry guns and are always ready for any dangerous situation that may arise.


Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things
Let's cheers to our wealth and material possessions.


Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings
We are involved in violent conflicts and our enemies are often killed and buried in unmarked graves.




Lyrics © DistroKid, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: DAN SMITH, DANIEL GRESHAM, PAUL RICHARD, JAMES EARL WILSON

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@HDitzzDH

G Rap's rhyme-scheme on the first verse, my fucking god..

1. "Eam" (dreams, team, cream, gleam)
2. "Ali" (riley, calis, bally's, alley)
3. "Ino" (casinos, dino, primo, beam-o's, Reno, latinos)
4. "Aff" (staff, math, baths, half)
5. "Ay" (major, players, papers, layers, portray-us, Amadeus, fakers)
6. "Ar" (targets, dark-hits, market, carpet)
7. "E" (cheat-us, beat-us, heaters, Adidas, Da-leaders)
8. "Ar/Me" (Armani's, harm-me, army)
9. "Ol" (Cee-lo rollers, folders, Bolla, payola, Cola)
10. "Ack" (black, jacks)
11. "Ing" (Slanging, sling, thing)
12. "One" (one, son)
13. "Ame" (shame, game)

I probably missed many rhyme patterns but fuck it.



All comments from YouTube:

@jkbzz

The first verse on this song is greater than 99.9% of rappers entire careers.
Kool G remains one of my favorite of all time.

@georgemaxwell3467

Easily...

@felipe3354

You’re not wrong

@BudsCartoon

Any good albums you can put me on? I've seen him for years in my real Giancana research.

@felipe3354

Anybody who wants to hear a Kool G verse that you haven’t ever heard. He did a bonus track on Diabolic’s album Liar and a Thief back in 2010. Just type in “Diabolic cursed” and you’ll get it.

@cori3093

That opening verse from G rap..... gotta be up there with one of the best verses of all time!!! Insane

@spencerdoss1571

3 major players getting papers by the layers, and those that portray us on the block man they rock like Amadeus

@simonpitt4080

Don’t get the end of that line about Amadeus anyone

@YoungShadTv

@Simon Pitt it's a song by falco came out in the 80s

@Clint_tha_great

Song by Falco called “Rock me Amadeus”

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