First verse, I'm armed till I'm on an island My life's riding on an autobahn, on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness I'll kill ya, my natural persona's much worse You've been warned if you've been born or if you conform Slap up a creep in the snatchy mind of his uniform Leaving with his socks, hard bottoms, and boomers on And hanging my d*** from the horn of a unicorn Y'all n****s intellect mad slow, y'all d***s know Claiming you, banging you, flaming Bet you could light your own cigarette with your a** on Me and Shady dead in the past, so I basically resurrected my cash flow I might rap tight as the d*** of a fat d*** though I ain't rap tight, my blood type's the 80's My 90's was like the Navy, you was like the Brady's You still fly kites daily Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' ice, nice baby Screamin' Shady till I die, like I have a paradise Life's crazy, so I live it to the fullest Till I'm Swayze and you only live it once So I'm thinkin' bout this nice, nice lady Wait, don't stop me now before I get on a roll 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's what I wanna stick my d*** on your a** You morons think that I'm a genius Really, I belong inside a dang insane Asylum, canine, trotting, trailer parks Crazy, I am back and I am razor sharp Baby in this back with a capital P with an exclamation mark Maybe you should listen when I rip the linguistics Cause when I rip this musical, it's like s*** You don't wanna become another victim or statistic of this s*** Cause after I spit the bullets, I'ma treat these cell cakes, seems like a soccer ball I'ma kick the ballistics, so get this d***, I'ma lick 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 cause I'm joinin' the ride I'm cold till I drop and ride till I die Livin' life in the fast lane Pedal to the metal Livin' life in the fast lane Pedal to the metal Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit In 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 a shovel, dig up your corpse and jack a fork in Go back and forfeit, 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-ceremony pal Spin him around, enterin' in the vicinity Nah, I was callin' him, but he threw in a candy and ate the rap I chewed him up, s***, and spitted him out Girl, giddy up, now kick it down He's lookin' around this club And it looks like people are havin' a sh** now Yeah, little ch-ch-trailer trash Take a look who's back and tip the town To the sister, son of a motherf***er Molly's just a home of the f***er Born on a gifted pound Every time he comes, I flip it round And he came to the club tonight with 5'9 to hold this d*** down Like a motherf***in' chink in the water He's tryin' to trick the drown Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated Just by the way that you keep lickin' it F***, it's like my lips are magitated, aggravated To the point you don't f*** my d*** And you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't f***in' give me d*** Then I'ma have to take it And after takin' that, I'ma catch a case It's gon' be fascinating This gon' say the whole rap game passed away On top of the affidavit Graduated from master debater Slash massive f***er Faded to Michael Jackson's activator Meaning I'm on fire off the top Might wanna back up later Rollin' over here poppin' a verbal tractor trailer Homie, they sick You can normally ask a hater Don't it make sense? 60 shell cases It's just like a bag of paper Dropped in the lap of a tax evader Homie, they spit I make that d*** drop Like a sack of potatoes What, girl, I'm the crack-a-lator Broke your ladder this party Be my f***in' teacher F*** you later, later Tell your boyfriend that you just struck pay That you're rollin' with a player You won't be exaggeratin' when you say you livin' 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 Let's enjoyin' the ride It ain't cold till I drop Don't ride till I die Livin' life in the fast lane Metal to the metal Livin' life in the fast lane Metal to the metal Metal Livin' life in the fast lane Metal Metal to the metal Metal to the metal