🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fast Lane - Bad Meets Evil - Eminem

 [Royce  5'9"]
  verse, uh
 I’m  ’til I’m on a island
 My life’s ridin’ on the  on autopilot
 Before I touch dirt, I’ll kill you all  kindness
 I  ya, my natural persona’s much worse
 You’ve been  if you’ve been born or if you conform
 Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his 
 Leave  with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
 And hang him by his balls from the horn of a 
 Y’all niggas’ intellect mad slow, y’all  know
 Claimin’  bangin’, you flamin’
  you could light your own cigarette witcha asshole
 Me and Shady deaded the past, so that  resurrected my cashflow
 I might rap tight as the  of a fat dyke
  I ain’t wrapped tight
 My  type’s the ’80s!
 My ’90s was like the Navy, you was like  Bradys
  still fly kites daily!
 
 [Eminem]
  me in my Mercedes
 Bumpin’ “Ice, Ice Baby,” screamin’  ’til I die
 Like I have  pair of dice, life’s crazy
 So I live it to the fullest ’til  Swayze
 And you only live it once, so I’m thinkin’  this nice, nice lady
 Wait, no, stop  now before I get on a roll (Danish)
 Let me tell you what this pretty little dame’s name is, ’cause  kinda famous
 And I hope that I don’t sound too heinous  I say this
 Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my  in your anus!
 You morons think  I’m a genius
 Really I belong  a dang insane asylum, cleanin’, try them trailer parks
 Crazy,  am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby
 And that’s back wit’ a capital B  an exclamation mark, maybe
 You should listen when I flip the 
 ‘Cause  gonna rip this mystical slick shit
 You don’t wanna become another victim or statistic  this shit
 ‘Cause after I spit the bullets, I’ma treat these shell casings like a soccer 
 I’ma kick the  So get this dick, I’ma live this
 
 [Hook]
 Livin’ life in  fast lane
 Movin’ at the speed of life  I can’t slow down
 Only got a gallon in the  tank
 But  almost at the finish line, so I can’t stop now
 
 I don’t really  where I’m headed, just enjoyin’ the ride
 Just gon’ roll ’til I drop and ride  I die
 I’m livin’ life in the fast lane (Pedal to the 
 I’m livin’ life  the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
 Royce
 
 [Royce Da 
  whole goal as a poet’s to be relaxed in orbit
 At war wit’ a bottle, this Captain Morgan attacks  organs
 My slow flow is euphoric, it’s  I rap endorphins
 I made a pact with the Devil that says “I’ll let  take me
 You let  take this shovel, dig up the corpes, Jack Kevorkian”
 Go ‘back and  in more beef than you can pack a fork in
 I’m  the life of the infinite enemy down
 My tenement, too many now, to send  serenity powers
 Spin ‘em around,  in the vicinity
 
 [Eminem]
 Now, was called Eminem, but he threw away the candy and ate  rapper
 Chewed him up (Pt!) and  him out
 Girl, giddy-up, now  get down
 He’s lookin’ around this club and it looks like  are havin’ a shit fit now
 Here,  t-t-trailer trash, take a look who’s back in t-t-town
 Did I s-st-stutter, motherfucker? F-ck  all,
 He shuts the whole motherfuckin’ Walmart d-d-down  time he comes a-r-r-round
 And he  to the club tonight wit’ 5’9″ to hold this bitch down
 Like a motherfuckin’ chick  he tryna d-dr-drown
 Shawty, when  dance, you got me captivated
 Just by the way that you keep lickin’  dick suckin' lips, I’m agitated, aggravated
  the point you don’t suck my dick, then you’re gonna get decapitated
 Other words, you don’t fuckin’ give me  then I’m have to take it
 
 [Royce]
 And then after  that, I’ma catch a case, it’s gon’ be fascinatin’
 It’s gon’ say “The whole rap game passed away” on top of  affadavit
 Graduated from  debater slash massive masturbator
  Michael Jackson’ activator (Woo!)
 Meanin’  on fire off the top, might wanna back up the data
  over hip-hop in a verbal tractor-trailer
 Homie, they sick, you can normally ask a 
 Don’t it make  these shell casings is just like a bag of paper
  in the lap of a tax evader (Homie, they spent)
 
 [Eminem]
  make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes
  girl, I’m the crack-a-lator
 Percolator  this party, be my penis ejaculator later
 Tell your boyfriend that you just struck 
 You rollin’ with a player, you won’t be exaggeratin’ when  sayin’
 
 [Hook]
  life in the fast lane
 Movin’ at the speed of life and I  slow down
 Only got  gallon in the gas tank
 But I’m almost at the finish line, so I can’t  now
 
  don’t really know where I’m headed, just enjoyin’ the ride
  gon’ roll ’til I drop and ride ’til I die
 I’m livin’ life in the  lane (Pedal to the metal)
 I’m livin’ life in the fast lane  to the metal)