"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Fabolous, Jagged Edge
Don't be fooled
I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything
I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, I've never been so sure
Your skin's so pure, the type men go for
The type I drive the Benz slow for
The type I be beepin' the horn, rollin' down the windows for
Never been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you everything in those stores
This, that, and those yours
As long as Fabolous the only one you let that grin show for
You ain't gotta spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You ain't gotta say "we just friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it never been no flaws
I ain't like most who just wanna get in those drawers
'Cause every king need a queen
And with me and you, girl, I ain't tryna let a thing in between
It ain't a thing, nah mean?
Chicks hate, show 'em the ring and the green
And let your middle finger be seen, it's on
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street dreams (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I don't care baby)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all (I'd trade it, yeah)
Even give up my good green
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (oh yeah)
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Uh, don't front ma'
You know the way I ball's to pick and roll
Like Stockton and Malone when we play the mall
I be goin out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk about them light-browns under your shades
Bust right, thus tight
Got a thick set of thighs and struts like, uh
Yo, the game taught this brother to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got everything that others would lack
Along with the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your patience I personally admire
'Cause I started out a player now I'm 'bout to have my jersey retired, for real
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything (you can have it all)
All, even give up my street dreams
All, anything to have you on my team (baby, know that I love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All, anything to have you on my team (baby, baby)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all ('cause you can have it all)
There ain't no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a make sure it's right for my baby
You know how tight that my day be
And how long and stressin' them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no rumors gon' get back to your friends
Before I let a nigga disrespect you I be back in the pen
Front to back, you a ten
You got me thinkin 'bout puttin' a car seat in back of the Benz, uh
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything (I'd trade it all)
All, even give up my street dreams (trade it all)
All, anything to have you on my team (yeah)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all (girl, I'd trade it)
Even give up my good green (all my cars, girl)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (all of my money)
All, anything to have you on my team (everything, girl)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Money, cars and everything (everything)
All, even give up my street dreams (everything, girl)
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all (trade it all)
Even give up my good green
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street dreams
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
"I am the DX21 crazo schizophrenic
And this is breaking news from the Back Staircase Broadcasting Network
Brooklyn born rapper Fabolous
Who's Debut Album 'Ghetto Fabolous' is being bumped at hooky parties
And street corners cyphers throughout the projects
As well as in gated suburban communities
Has been arrested and arraigned in connection
With an alleged hijacking
Of a truckload of ranch and cheddar cheese flavored sunflower seeds
And quarter water juices
In addition to these charges
Fabolous has been accused of stealing over $53
In cash and coins left as tips for bartenders at various New York nightclubs
Fabolous who has been seen staggering across dancefloors nationwide
Inebriated off of Crystal and second-hand hydro smoke
Also stands accused of selling defective slip mats to DJs
And counterfeit cardboard mats to Puerto Rican break dancers
Here's what one Brevard Projects resident had to say about Fabolous"
"Yeah, man, he be selling drugs to all the fiends
Trading them for my stereo systems and all that
You know what I'm saying?
Stealing rims and he coming through in all kinda whips
I mean crazy lightshows
I mean, it be, it be looking like, you know what I'm saying
Like spaceships is coming to the projects at nighttime
I can't even sleep sometimes, man
And I don't know what to do, man"
"Fabolous recently came under assault from the Parental Council Against Ebonics
For his seemingly illiterate spelling of what they have termed
A gangster wrapped contortion of the word fabulous
When asked for a comment Fabolous simply said
'It's the F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S' and declined further comment
I am the DX21 crazo schizophrenic
Reporting for the Back Staircase Broadcasting Network"
Don't be fooled
I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything
I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, I've never been so sure
Your skin's so pure, the type men go for
The type I drive the Benz slow for
The type I be beepin' the horn, rollin' down the windows for
Never been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you everything in those stores
This, that, and those yours
As long as Fabolous the only one you let that grin show for
You ain't gotta spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You ain't gotta say "we just friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it never been no flaws
I ain't like most who just wanna get in those drawers
'Cause every king need a queen
And with me and you, girl, I ain't tryna let a thing in between
It ain't a thing, nah mean?
Chicks hate, show 'em the ring and the green
And let your middle finger be seen, it's on
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street dreams (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I don't care baby)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all (I'd trade it, yeah)
Even give up my good green
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (oh yeah)
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Uh, don't front ma'
You know the way I ball's to pick and roll
Like Stockton and Malone when we play the mall
I be goin out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk about them light-browns under your shades
Bust right, thus tight
Got a thick set of thighs and struts like, uh
Yo, the game taught this brother to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got everything that others would lack
Along with the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your patience I personally admire
'Cause I started out a player now I'm 'bout to have my jersey retired, for real
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything (you can have it all)
All, even give up my street dreams
All, anything to have you on my team (baby, know that I love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All, anything to have you on my team (baby, baby)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all ('cause you can have it all)
There ain't no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a make sure it's right for my baby
You know how tight that my day be
And how long and stressin' them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no rumors gon' get back to your friends
Before I let a nigga disrespect you I be back in the pen
Front to back, you a ten
You got me thinkin 'bout puttin' a car seat in back of the Benz, uh
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything (I'd trade it all)
All, even give up my street dreams (trade it all)
All, anything to have you on my team (yeah)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all (girl, I'd trade it)
Even give up my good green (all my cars, girl)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (all of my money)
All, anything to have you on my team (everything, girl)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Money, cars and everything (everything)
All, even give up my street dreams (everything, girl)
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all (trade it all)
Even give up my good green
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street dreams
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring
All, anything to have you on my team
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
"I am the DX21 crazo schizophrenic
And this is breaking news from the Back Staircase Broadcasting Network
Brooklyn born rapper Fabolous
Who's Debut Album 'Ghetto Fabolous' is being bumped at hooky parties
And street corners cyphers throughout the projects
As well as in gated suburban communities
Has been arrested and arraigned in connection
With an alleged hijacking
Of a truckload of ranch and cheddar cheese flavored sunflower seeds
And quarter water juices
In addition to these charges
Fabolous has been accused of stealing over $53
In cash and coins left as tips for bartenders at various New York nightclubs
Fabolous who has been seen staggering across dancefloors nationwide
Inebriated off of Crystal and second-hand hydro smoke
Also stands accused of selling defective slip mats to DJs
And counterfeit cardboard mats to Puerto Rican break dancers
Here's what one Brevard Projects resident had to say about Fabolous"
"Yeah, man, he be selling drugs to all the fiends
Trading them for my stereo systems and all that
You know what I'm saying?
Stealing rims and he coming through in all kinda whips
I mean crazy lightshows
I mean, it be, it be looking like, you know what I'm saying
Like spaceships is coming to the projects at nighttime
I can't even sleep sometimes, man
And I don't know what to do, man"
"Fabolous recently came under assault from the Parental Council Against Ebonics
For his seemingly illiterate spelling of what they have termed
A gangster wrapped contortion of the word fabulous
When asked for a comment Fabolous simply said
'It's the F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S' and declined further comment
I am the DX21 crazo schizophrenic
Reporting for the Back Staircase Broadcasting Network"
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This is one of my favorite songs. https://fnfgo.io
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you guys dont get it, its about the perfect woman. your probably right they wouldnt give everything, but its just expressions showing how much they want her.