| La da da di. |
| la da da di.
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| Hey… livin in the fast lane
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| Drivin fast 'broads'
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| With them fast 'chains'
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| When you pimpin through life
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| See some people get caught up
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| And some charges brought up
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| With some people they shoot up
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| Hey. |
| there it goes again
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| Different face to the same old tragic end
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| Who’s to blame if he never saw it commin
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| Yet he heard the bullet hummin
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| And he never though of runnin
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| It’s too late for him now layin out on the ground so cold. |
| so cold
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| Nothin much to live up to. |
| damn
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| It’s so far gone. |
| so gone
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| Livin in the fast lane
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| Drivin fast broads
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| With you fast chains
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| When you pimpin through life
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| See some people got caught up
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| With some charges brought up
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| From some people they shoot up
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| Hey. |
| tell me when will it end
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| When the baby pays for its mothers sinnin
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| Trapped inside the four walls of a 'penty'
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| Way too strong. |
| way too strong
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| Now shes out in the cold, dying slow and the spoon still warm
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| It started when they birthed me
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| Running 'round stuck in the project now he can’t wait to the first come
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| Little older now and can’t wait till the dope come
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| Sleep all these years and nobody awoke him
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| Getting it so he can cover the whole border
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| Question is how many of us can hold water
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| It seemed like tellin is in
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| Signed states get an order of protection and tell him again
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| I’m a left lane
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| My life is much faster than yours
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| I’m with a chick and its attached to a brawl
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| Got the air ones matchin the car
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| All white. |
| slingin all night
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| So we rapidly spar
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| Thats what they wanna clap at me for
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| Understand that the flow is like the coke that he naturally grows
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| So I’ma get my cash on, and my mash on
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| And get my ass up out of the fast lane
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| Livin in the fast lane
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| Drivin fast broads
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| With you fast chains
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| When you pimpin through life
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| . |
| got caught up
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| And some charges brought up
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| From some people you shoot up |