"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.
Chorus
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalous
Scandalous niggas won't ease up tonight
Niggas on the street don't sleep until we eat it
We won't ease up tonight
even if it means we got to pop 'em
For the profit,we drop 'em
They,they,they die,they die,they die
Murda mo'
Kill some more
Murda mo'
Gotta kill some more
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalous
Scandalous niggas won't ease up tonight
All my niggas better get that cash
until we get the cash
we won't ease up tonight
even if it means we got to pop 'em
For the profit we drop 'em
They,they,they die,they die,they die
Murda mo'
Kill some more
Murda mo'
Gotta kill some mo'
verse 1:
Oh,we don't have no money
We gotta get money for food on the table
For feedin the youngins
We steadily strugglin thuggin
Broke and we sellin more dope
Both the dummies and dumb-dums
Come on back
Purchase some more
Now whether we mobbin or stick up a store
Fin to get us some dough
My niggas desperate
We ain't ate shit since yesterday
but we got a gauge and plenty of shells
I'm smellin money--cash money
(money,money,money)
First baller we see
We run and buck him
Don't give him a chance to reach
all up under his seat
Now,what if he pull out some heat?
Shit,then we really got to kill him
ain't even worth it my nigga
Give up the dough
don't flex!
My nigga don't try to be no hero
and be glad we only shot you in your legs
Could have been your head
Now what if that there victim was me?
Gettin robbed by these niggas that we
used to be
Id be muthafuckin dead!
Chorus
Verse 2:
You know what we doin up on them police?
We never did love them
Muthafucka we buck 'em
We lucky they die
pullin that heat and beat 'em
Get your pump and we kill 'em all until we rise
If you're feelin me
Pick up your shit,nigga
Cause it's realer than realer,
than realer,than realer,than realer than
most of them niggas
you're rollin with them niggas,hoes
And I'm knowin this
Pump up the revolution
Nigga,we go when you come
Join us in a battle and victory
Go down in history
This ain't no mystery
Fuck 'em
Let the law end
Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open
Dump 'em all in
We can get down on them po-po
When we finished
They ain't trippin no more
Get ready
Leave one of us (?)
So my troopers got something to hope for
When we rumble,crash,collide
Now we lockin up the enemy
What that guy did to me was crude and rude
And don't give a fuck about rules
We done been screwed
Been runnin the streets to long
We know every corner,cut,and alley
So when you're patrollin
don't pull over the wrong Caddy
Never knowin what's on our minds
Were steadily bustin at these po-po
For the hard times
Chorus
Money,money,money
Shit don't be funny when you ain't got no
money (money,money)
Bein rich is the shit cause you live so
lovely (lovely,lovely)
Never have to worry
About where you gon sleep or be hungry
(hungry,hungry)
But that's only if you got money
(money,money)
Ooh,ooh,ooh
If murda makes me richer
Then ill be a killa
Chorus
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalous
Scandalous niggas won't ease up tonight
Niggas on the street don't sleep until we eat it
We won't ease up tonight
even if it means we got to pop 'em
For the profit,we drop 'em
They,they,they die,they die,they die
Murda mo'
Kill some more
Murda mo'
Gotta kill some more
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalous
Scandalous niggas won't ease up tonight
All my niggas better get that cash
until we get the cash
we won't ease up tonight
even if it means we got to pop 'em
For the profit we drop 'em
They,they,they die,they die,they die
Murda mo'
Kill some more
Murda mo'
Gotta kill some mo'
verse 1:
Oh,we don't have no money
We gotta get money for food on the table
For feedin the youngins
We steadily strugglin thuggin
Broke and we sellin more dope
Both the dummies and dumb-dums
Come on back
Purchase some more
Now whether we mobbin or stick up a store
Fin to get us some dough
My niggas desperate
We ain't ate shit since yesterday
but we got a gauge and plenty of shells
I'm smellin money--cash money
(money,money,money)
First baller we see
We run and buck him
Don't give him a chance to reach
all up under his seat
Now,what if he pull out some heat?
Shit,then we really got to kill him
ain't even worth it my nigga
Give up the dough
don't flex!
My nigga don't try to be no hero
and be glad we only shot you in your legs
Could have been your head
Now what if that there victim was me?
Gettin robbed by these niggas that we
used to be
Id be muthafuckin dead!
Chorus
Verse 2:
You know what we doin up on them police?
We never did love them
Muthafucka we buck 'em
We lucky they die
pullin that heat and beat 'em
Get your pump and we kill 'em all until we rise
If you're feelin me
Pick up your shit,nigga
Cause it's realer than realer,
than realer,than realer,than realer than
most of them niggas
you're rollin with them niggas,hoes
And I'm knowin this
Pump up the revolution
Nigga,we go when you come
Join us in a battle and victory
Go down in history
This ain't no mystery
Fuck 'em
Let the law end
Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open
Dump 'em all in
We can get down on them po-po
When we finished
They ain't trippin no more
Get ready
Leave one of us (?)
So my troopers got something to hope for
When we rumble,crash,collide
Now we lockin up the enemy
What that guy did to me was crude and rude
And don't give a fuck about rules
We done been screwed
Been runnin the streets to long
We know every corner,cut,and alley
So when you're patrollin
don't pull over the wrong Caddy
Never knowin what's on our minds
Were steadily bustin at these po-po
For the hard times
Chorus
Money,money,money
Shit don't be funny when you ain't got no
money (money,money)
Bein rich is the shit cause you live so
lovely (lovely,lovely)
Never have to worry
About where you gon sleep or be hungry
(hungry,hungry)
But that's only if you got money
(money,money)
Ooh,ooh,ooh
If murda makes me richer
Then ill be a killa
Chorus
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Won't Ez up Tonight Lyrics as written by Anthony Henderson James Rashad Ii Coes
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