"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.
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Juvenile and Jigga
The remix
You at the point of no return, ha?
If your daddy get out the way with you
You gon' see that he learn, ha?
Life's a bitch, ha?
Niggas be beggin' but you ain't givin' 'em shit, ha?
You stealin' the bricks, ha?
You got a wife and three kids, ha?
But you be fuckin' around right in the neighborhood you live, ha?
You own a truck, ha?
With TV's and cd's rimmed up, ha?
Fuckin' em up, ha?
You wanna be stuntin' on your cell, ha?
Get your partner some money orders and commence to jail, ha?
You 'bout ready to roll a draw, ha?
Some of that dro, ha?
You 'bout to get you some more, ha?
You that nigga with all that cheese, ha?
You that nigga that whipped that girl and she called the police, ha?
You understand, ha?
You ain't gon' cry like a bitch, you gon be a man, ha?
Wherever you stand, ha?
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire (uh, uh, uh)
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something (uh, bounce)
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering (bounce, bounce, bounce)
You done got yourself in some deep shit
Now you stuck in your house, you gotta peep the remix
You can't go out 'cause they gon' leave you in a deep ditch
They hit you with consignment, you decide to keep shit
The only reason you alive 'cause you read lips
And you drove on the block low in yo' seat and shit
Seen 'em mouthin' off, they don't need this shit
Now they sick of you duckin', dodgin', and weavin' and shit
How they call you when you don't return they beeps?
Now they ready to kill you and all your peeps
You done fucked around with some wild niggas
You done fucked off the dough of Juvenile and Jigga's
You better get it back, or sleep where the river's at
They send shots through your fitted cap
They got big guns that go brrap, brrap, brrap
Where your niggas at?
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You gotta get up off your ass, ha?
And make the cash, ha?
And stay away from them bags, ha?
Two and two done come together, ha?
Juvi and Jigga, ha?
Straight up guerrillas, ha?
That nigga Mannie Fresh a fool, ha?
He be bringin' it to the bitches on every song that he do, ha?
My fuckin' album going plat', ha?
You bought the tape, ha?
Tell em ain't none of it fake, ha?
You got a shipment coming in, ha?
During the week, ha?
Got a little something for me, ha?
Your boy and them be drawin' heat, ha?
But that's your whoadie so you gotta find you someone to creep, ha?
Nigga tired of livin' fast, ha?
Your boy hit the stash, ha?
Now you wanna go bust his ass, ha?
You keep it real, ha?
You don't fuck with no nigga but you will kill, ha?
You know how it feel, ha?
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
(Woadie)
(How you lovin' that?)
Run, run
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
1998, don't that sound great?
Another hook-up
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Woadie
Woadie
Woadie
Juvenile and Jigga
The remix
You at the point of no return, ha?
If your daddy get out the way with you
You gon' see that he learn, ha?
Life's a bitch, ha?
Niggas be beggin' but you ain't givin' 'em shit, ha?
You stealin' the bricks, ha?
You got a wife and three kids, ha?
But you be fuckin' around right in the neighborhood you live, ha?
You own a truck, ha?
With TV's and cd's rimmed up, ha?
Fuckin' em up, ha?
You wanna be stuntin' on your cell, ha?
Get your partner some money orders and commence to jail, ha?
You 'bout ready to roll a draw, ha?
Some of that dro, ha?
You 'bout to get you some more, ha?
You that nigga with all that cheese, ha?
You that nigga that whipped that girl and she called the police, ha?
You understand, ha?
You ain't gon' cry like a bitch, you gon be a man, ha?
Wherever you stand, ha?
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire (uh, uh, uh)
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something (uh, bounce)
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering (bounce, bounce, bounce)
You done got yourself in some deep shit
Now you stuck in your house, you gotta peep the remix
You can't go out 'cause they gon' leave you in a deep ditch
They hit you with consignment, you decide to keep shit
The only reason you alive 'cause you read lips
And you drove on the block low in yo' seat and shit
Seen 'em mouthin' off, they don't need this shit
Now they sick of you duckin', dodgin', and weavin' and shit
How they call you when you don't return they beeps?
Now they ready to kill you and all your peeps
You done fucked around with some wild niggas
You done fucked off the dough of Juvenile and Jigga's
You better get it back, or sleep where the river's at
They send shots through your fitted cap
They got big guns that go brrap, brrap, brrap
Where your niggas at?
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You gotta get up off your ass, ha?
And make the cash, ha?
And stay away from them bags, ha?
Two and two done come together, ha?
Juvi and Jigga, ha?
Straight up guerrillas, ha?
That nigga Mannie Fresh a fool, ha?
He be bringin' it to the bitches on every song that he do, ha?
My fuckin' album going plat', ha?
You bought the tape, ha?
Tell em ain't none of it fake, ha?
You got a shipment coming in, ha?
During the week, ha?
Got a little something for me, ha?
Your boy and them be drawin' heat, ha?
But that's your whoadie so you gotta find you someone to creep, ha?
Nigga tired of livin' fast, ha?
Your boy hit the stash, ha?
Now you wanna go bust his ass, ha?
You keep it real, ha?
You don't fuck with no nigga but you will kill, ha?
You know how it feel, ha?
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
(Woadie)
(How you lovin' that?)
Run, run
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
1998, don't that sound great?
Another hook-up
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Woadie
Woadie
Woadie
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