"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.
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
thomas:
(southside stand up)
yo yo size 12 Converse throught the back door
and a Dodgers hat to me is what the Yankees is to Fat Joe
Rim low khaki stayed creased up
It has been that way since B.street (what)
Hood niggaz need Ben Wallace to block shots
but young East the beast will make the .45 pop lock
Do the snake on them
I blow out his candles and spill the whole birthday cake on em
Aint nothing fake homey
this is classical music and I'm the Los Angelas Beethoven
And the wait is over
M.O.B is gonna bang cuz Game is the crack
This aint ova
The Game:
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
Technic:
Sitting in a hoving tank
No shoe strings or belt
Hit up The Game
Mayne I need all ya help
nigga I got teh toe jamz
cuz my nigga jt wrote this mayng
Out on bail
Soon as my Chucks hits the pavement
Touch my bucks and leave the whole world in amazement
Courdroys creazed up
Name on the back left
Throwing up the DC
Since niggaz want act deaf
Banging nothing but the .38 untill he back fresh
Dieing for nothing living for everything
On the blacktef
And its a mess
When the 44 hits ya brains
Send a lil homie get ya chain
M.O.B.
Yeah fuck the clique ya claim
From N.Y.C. to C.P.T.
This L.B.C.
The Game:
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
Eastwood:
Blood in Blood out
Tell the Crips to stay locing
Them niggaz doing time in the pen remain focused
The WestCoast was sleeping
The Game woke him
Its a hard knock live
Yeah Word to Jay Hova
The flow is straight jolla
Fuck your payrolla
This hennesy making it harder to stay sober
When from gray skies to pushing the grey Rover
Hes pushin up flowers at the 38 foldem
Like it or not I might pop back at the cops
as long as i make it home before the album drops
Yeah and its the gunnerman
Its the 500 grand
And I dont want to talk what we did at Summerjam (damn)
The Game:
Chi town this how we get down.
ATL, MIA
I love New York but i rock my..
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
thomas:
(southside stand up)
yo yo size 12 Converse throught the back door
and a Dodgers hat to me is what the Yankees is to Fat Joe
Rim low khaki stayed creased up
It has been that way since B.street (what)
Hood niggaz need Ben Wallace to block shots
but young East the beast will make the .45 pop lock
Do the snake on them
I blow out his candles and spill the whole birthday cake on em
Aint nothing fake homey
this is classical music and I'm the Los Angelas Beethoven
And the wait is over
M.O.B is gonna bang cuz Game is the crack
This aint ova
The Game:
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
Technic:
Sitting in a hoving tank
No shoe strings or belt
Hit up The Game
Mayne I need all ya help
nigga I got teh toe jamz
cuz my nigga jt wrote this mayng
Out on bail
Soon as my Chucks hits the pavement
Touch my bucks and leave the whole world in amazement
Courdroys creazed up
Name on the back left
Throwing up the DC
Since niggaz want act deaf
Banging nothing but the .38 untill he back fresh
Dieing for nothing living for everything
On the blacktef
And its a mess
When the 44 hits ya brains
Send a lil homie get ya chain
M.O.B.
Yeah fuck the clique ya claim
From N.Y.C. to C.P.T.
This L.B.C.
The Game:
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
Eastwood:
Blood in Blood out
Tell the Crips to stay locing
Them niggaz doing time in the pen remain focused
The WestCoast was sleeping
The Game woke him
Its a hard knock live
Yeah Word to Jay Hova
The flow is straight jolla
Fuck your payrolla
This hennesy making it harder to stay sober
When from gray skies to pushing the grey Rover
Hes pushin up flowers at the 38 foldem
Like it or not I might pop back at the cops
as long as i make it home before the album drops
Yeah and its the gunnerman
Its the 500 grand
And I dont want to talk what we did at Summerjam (damn)
The Game:
Chi town this how we get down.
ATL, MIA
I love New York but i rock my..
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,
Im walking in the rain
Lyrics submitted by ButNeverOutgunned
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