Krayzie Bone - Fast Lane (feat. Keef G) Lyrics
Verse 1 (Krazie bone)Too much strain from all this pain,I wanna go but don't nobody know my nameSick of living in this material world,Times done changed the grind is getting criticalEverybody wanna ball, (they want it all)Be the boss with nice cars & floss just like starsJust give me everything you claim to be,You wanna relieve in this pain you should hang with meThese blues I bet you wouldn't want to sing with meI'm in the fast lane switching living dangerouslyAnxiously, trying to flipin' get a grip on my mind,No more strippin' no more slippin' my GodNo matter what I try to fight for my life& even if I die I, I got by at least I made it in this cold cold worldI'd rather be a corpse than be warped in your worldChorusEverybody wanna cruise(?) in the fast laneDiamonds and their dreams and their champagne They gonna sell them out their soul just to have fame 'Cause in the end it ain't gonna mean a damn thing('Cause this ain't really living no we ain't really living) x4Verse 2 (keef G)Peeping out my window on my soul I feelPeople taking it far for this money to killScrambling for position watch us turn to shade We was better to each other when they had us in chainsSee we done got a couple dollars and done lost our mindsAll these crabs in the barrel, everybody wanna shine Outdoing each other claiming keeping it real,Why you so fresh to death with your big ass wheelsHustle for the paper is what we showing the kidsAt the crib watching cribs got you hating where you liveLife in the fast lane you're popping your champagne,A fool & his money now that's a terrible sight manWhen will we learn to get back to how it was Look at us niggas standing around with a phantom at the clubHoping they see us so the ladies could show you loveShe ain't tripping of your car you can't bring it in the club niggaChorusEverybody wanna cruise(?) in the fast laneDiamonds and their dreams and their champagne They gonna sell them out their soul just to have fame 'Cause in the end it ain't gonna mean a damn thing('Cause this ain't really living no we ain't really living) x4(Talking)Rich man, there will be a time when your money won't spendThere will be a time when your flashy clothes and cars come to an endSo I varely say unto you, what shall a profitable man if a manIs to gain the entire world and lose his own soulChorusEverybody wanna cruise(?) in the fast laneDiamonds and their dreams and their champagne They gonna sell them out their soul just to have fame 'Cause in the end it ain't gonna mean a damn thing('Cause this ain't really living no we ain't really living) x4
