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

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