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

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