Fast Lane - J-Dub

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Fast Lane Lyrics

First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island
My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggers intellect mad slow, y'all fags know
Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'
Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole
Me and Shady deaded the past
So that basically resurrected my cash flow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke
Though I ain't wrapped tight
My blood type's the '80s
My '90s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys
You still fly kites daily

Catch me in my Mercedes
Bumpin' 'Ice, Ice, Baby', screamin' Shady 'til I die
Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy
So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze
And you only live it once
So I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady
Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll
(Damn)
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 but I wanna stick
(My penis in your anus)
You morons think that I'm a genius
Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum cleanin'
Try them trailer parks
Crazy, I am back and I am razor-sharp, baby
And that's back with a capital B with an exclamation mark
Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics
'Cause I'm on a rip this mystical slick shit
You don't wanna become another victim
Or statistic of this shit
'Cause after I spit the bullets
I'ma treat these shell casin's like a soccer ball
I'ma kick the ballistics
So get this dick, I'ma live this
I'm 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
Just enjoyin' the ride
Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane
(Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane
(Pedal to the metal)
Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit
At war with a bottle, this Captain Morgan attacks my organs
(C'mon)
My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins
(Woo)
I made a pact with the Devil that says, "I'll let you take me
You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpses Jack Kevorkian"
(C'mon)
Go 'back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in
I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down
My tenement, too many now
To send my serenity powers
Spin 'em around, enterin' in the vicinity
Now was called Eminem but he threw away the candy
And ate the rapper, chewed him up and spitted him out
Girl, giddy-up, now get, get down
He's lookin' around this club
And it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now
Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town
Did I s-st-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck them all
He's just a whole motherfuckin' Walmart
D-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round
And he came to the club tonight
With 5'9 [unverified] to hold this bitch down
Like a motherfuckin' chick underwater
He's tryna d-dr-drown
Shawty, when you dance
You got me captivated
Just by the way that you keep lickin' 'em dicks
Like her lips I'm agitated, aggravated
To the point you don't suck my dick
Then you're gonna get decapitated
Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head
Then I'm have to take it
And then after takin' that
I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin'
It's gon' say 'The whole rap game passed away'
On top of the affidavit
Graduated from master debater
Slash massive masturbator
To Michael Jackson activator
(Woo)
Meanin' I'm on fire off the top
Might wanna back up the data
Runnin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor-trailer
Homie, this sick, you can normally ask a hater
Don't it make sense
These shell casin's is just like a bag of paper
Drop in the lap of a tax evader
(Homie, they spent)
Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes
What, girl, I'm the crack-a-lator
Brung ya lay to this party, be my penis ejaculator later
Tell ya boyfriend
That you just struck pay dirt
You rollin' wit' a player
You won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin'
I'm 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
Just enjoyin' the ride
Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane
(Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane
(Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane
(Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane
(Pedal to the metal)

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

J-Dub

There are at least 2 artists by the name of J-Dub. One is a DJ representing Chicago, IL. Another is a podcaster from Pittsburgh, PA.

For nearly a decade, J-Dub has been traveling North America and Europe laying down his own unique brand of new-school house with a hypnotic, versatile and irresistible sound that both dance floor massives and hardcore heads can vibe to. With a combination of seamless cut and paste blends, eclectic programming, funky, elegant bass lines, deeply soulful vocals, and relentless percussion, this Chicago bred house sensei shuns convention opting instead to forge a highly personal style based on the great Windy City house tradition of crossing boundaries and breaking rules. His highly developed deep jacking technique, developed in the fires of Chicago’s heated DJ scene, has opened the doors to many residencies at top venues across North America including Shelter (Chicago), Crobar (Chicago), Red Dog (Chicago), Common Thread @ Sonar (Vancouver), 360 (Los Angeles), Sorted @ Smart Bar (Chicago), Material @ Rednofive (Chicago), and, most recently, Hush/Underbar (Toronto).
J-Dub has established a reputation as a versatile showstopper with an infectious energy and verve that inspires and invigorates long after his sets are over. In 2000, he toured North America with house legend Mark Farina on his San Francisco Sessions tour. This led to his becoming a frequent guest at the top house venues across North America and Europe over the years including Industry (Toronto), Crobar (Miami), The End (London), Folies Pigalle (Paris), Transit (Philadelphia), and Melodic (Los Angeles). He’s also played shows with some of the top talents in the industry including Moby, Fat Boy Slim, Derrick Carter, Josh Wink, King Britt, Francois Kevorkian, and Derrick May to name a few. It was at Industry that he became a key figure in the Canadian house scene, with his performances at DJ Sneak’s Solid monthly. Since those days in the late 90s, J-Dub has toured Canada from coast to coast and become a regular at Sneak Beats events in Chicago, Miami, London, and Toronto.
Trained as a filmmaker and in the theatre, J-Dub mixes genres, eras, and new school/old school methods without diluting the essence of his style. As the lead vocalist of Greenskeepers, J-Dub has dived headfirst into an entirely new arena to showcase his writing and performance talents. His first release, “On The Line”, featured remixes from house production luminaries Kaskade, J.T. Donaldson, Mark Farina, and Pete Moss. Relocating to London in 2005, he began to hone his writing and branch out into other genres outside of house. He also became one of Ministry of Sound’s US resident DJ’s as well as a regular with the Artizan Music crew. Returning stateside in late 2007, the releases started to flow with “Buffalo Girl” originally on Drop Music and later remixed by Derrick Carter and DJ Sneak. “You Know What To Do” quickly followed also receiving the remix treatment from D.C. Rockstar Games commissioned the Greenskeepers to write a song to help launch the latest installment of the global phenomenon known as Grand Theft Auto. GTA IV blasted onto shelves in April of 2008 heralded by a non-stop media blitz accompanied by “Vagabond” a Greenskeepers featuring J-Dub dance rock monster. During the summer of 2008, J-Dub joined James Curd and L.A. indie rock/electro superstar DJ Chris Holmes in forming Science & Industry, a new dance rock band committed to making fun party rocking jams with wit and a wink. Their debut EP will be dropping on Liar Liar Records this summer. Also coming is the fourth collaboration between James Curd and J-Dub, “We Just Won’t Stop” on DFA Records engineered by LCD Soundsystem’s James Murphy. Later in the year, J-Dub will be featured on Justin Long’s debut solo release “Strange” on Dot Bleep Recordings. With live tour dates, DJ sets, and production releases on a wide range of labels, 2009 is shaping up to be the strongest ever for the multi-dimensional J-Dub from Chicago.
Visit http://www.myspace/jdubfromchicago for more information on J-Dub

There is a another J-Dub hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA. J-Dub of Pittsburgh is CEO of Vocal Publishing, a highly opinionated editorial journalist, writer, and relationship adviser. He podcasts his show "I Know Everything" from Podomatic.com. See http://vocal.podomatic.com/ for more information on J-Dub. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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