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Instrumental for Fast Lane, by Bad Meets Evil, from the NBA 2K12 Soundtrack)

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' 'Ice, Ice baby'
Screaming, "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 thinking '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 kind of famous
And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this
You morons think that I'm a genius
Really, I belong inside a dang insane asylum
Came to drive 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 wanna rip this mystical slick -
You don't wanna become another victim, a statistic of this -
[Chorus]
Life in the fast lane (aye)
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down
Only got a gallon in the gas tank (oh)
But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (yeah)
I don't really know where I'm headed (no) just enjoyin' the ride (yeah)
Just gon' roll 'til I drop (oh) and ride 'til I die (ah-hah)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal)
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit
My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins
Go back and forthin', more beef than you can pack a fork in
I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy, down
My tenement chimney now, the semi's the remedy, pow
Spin him around, enterin' in the vicinity now
Was called M and 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 - fit now
Here, little tr-tr-trailer trash, take a look, who's back in t-t-town?
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,
Meanin' I'm on fire off the top, might wanna back up data
Rollin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor trailer
Homie, they sick, you could normally ask a hater
Don't it make sense?
That these shell casings is just like a bag of paper
Dropped in the lap of a tax evader, homie, they spent
Now make that - drop like a sack of potatoes (what?)
Girl, I'm the crack-a-lator
Tell your boyfriend that you just struck paydirt
You rollin' with a player
You won't be exaggeratin' when you say you're livin'
[Chorus]
Livin' life in the fast lane (aye)
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down
Only got a gallon in the gas tank (oh)
But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (yeah)
I don't really know where I'm headed (no), just enjoyin' the ride (yeah)
Just gon' roll 'til I drop (oh) and ride 'til I die (ah-ah)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (ledal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal)
[Outro]
Pedal to the metal
Pedal to the metal