Fast Lane Lyrics - Bad Meets Evil: Hell The Sequel - Eminem

Uh, first verse, uh, I'm on till I'm on an island 

My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot 

Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with 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 with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on 

And hangin' 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 with ya 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 

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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 with a capital "B" with an exclamation mark 

Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics 

'Cause I'ma rip this mystical slick shit 

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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 

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) 

Life in the fast lane 

(Pedal to the metal) 

Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit 

At war with a bottle, as 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 corpse of 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 

Now, was called M&M 

But he threw away the candy and ate the rapper 

Chewed him up 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-s-stutter, mothafucka? Fuck them all, he shuts 

The whole motha****** ' Wal-Mart d-d-down 

Every time he comes a-r-r-round 

And he came to the club tonight with 5'9 

Like a mothafuckin' chick underwater, he tryin' d-d-drown 

Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated, just by the way 

That you keep lickin' them dicks like 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 affidavit 

Graduated from master debater slash massive masturbator 

To Michael Jackson's activator, meanin' I'm on fire off the top 

Might wanna back up 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 you boyfriend that you just struck pay dirt 

You rollin' with 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) 

Life in the fast lane 

(Pedal to the metal)