Fast Lane

Royce da 5'9 / Eminem

专辑：NBA 2K12 Soundtrack

歌词

Eminem x Royce Da 5’9″–Fast Lane Lyrics

Royce Da 5'9"]

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 conform

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 ***** from the horn of a unicorn

Y’all b*****s’ intellect mad slow, y’all fags kno

Claimin ’you bangin ’,you flamin ’

Bet you could light your own cigarette witcha d**k

Me and Shady deaded the past,so that basically resurrected my cashflow

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!

Eminem]

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 （Danish）

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 d**k in your a**s

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 shit, I'ma live thi

（Hook）

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）

Royce

Royce Da 5'9"]

My whole goal as a poet ’s to be relaxed in orbit

At war wit ’a bottle,this 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 corpes,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

Eminem]

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, mother****er? **** the mall, he's jus

A whole mother****in' Walmart d-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-roun

And he came to the club tonight wit' 5'9" to hold this shit dow

Like a motherf-ckin ’chick underwater,he tryna d-dr-drown

Shawty,when you dance,you got me captivated

Just by the way that you keep lickin' them d**ks like lips, I'm agitated, aggravate

To the point you don't suck my d**k, then you're gonna get decapitate

Other words, you don't ****in' give me head, then I'm have to take i

And then after takin ’that,I ’ma catch a case,it ’s gon ’be fascinatin ’

Royce]

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

Homey,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 this party, be my semen ejaculator late

Tell you boyfriend that you just struck paydirt

You rollin ’wit ’a player,you won ’t be exaggeratin ’when you sayin ’