Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fast Lane, artist - Bilal. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Fast Lane |
| La da da di. |
| la da da di. |
| Hey… livin in the fast lane |
| Drivin fast 'broads' |
| With them fast 'chains' |
| When you pimpin through life |
| See some people get caught up |
| And some charges brought up |
| With some people they shoot up |
| Hey. |
| there it goes again |
| Different face to the same old tragic end |
| Who’s to blame if he never saw it commin |
| Yet he heard the bullet hummin |
| And he never though of runnin |
| It’s too late for him now layin out on the ground so cold. |
| so cold |
| Nothin much to live up to. |
| damn |
| It’s so far gone. |
| so gone |
| Livin in the fast lane |
| Drivin fast broads |
| With you fast chains |
| When you pimpin through life |
| See some people got caught up |
| With some charges brought up |
| From some people they shoot up |
| Hey. |
| tell me when will it end |
| When the baby pays for its mothers sinnin |
| Trapped inside the four walls of a 'penty' |
| Way too strong. |
| way too strong |
| Now shes out in the cold, dying slow and the spoon still warm |
| It started when they birthed me |
| Running 'round stuck in the project now he can’t wait to the first come |
| Little older now and can’t wait till the dope come |
| Sleep all these years and nobody awoke him |
| Getting it so he can cover the whole border |
| Question is how many of us can hold water |
| It seemed like tellin is in |
| Signed states get an order of protection and tell him again |
| I’m a left lane |
| My life is much faster than yours |
| I’m with a chick and its attached to a brawl |
| Got the air ones matchin the car |
| All white. |
| slingin all night |
| So we rapidly spar |
| Thats what they wanna clap at me for |
| Understand that the flow is like the coke that he naturally grows |
| So I’ma get my cash on, and my mash on |
| And get my ass up out of the fast lane |
| Livin in the fast lane |
| Drivin fast broads |
| With you fast chains |
| When you pimpin through life |
| . |
| got caught up |
| And some charges brought up |
| From some people you shoot up |