"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.
Yeah, ya know
Nah, nah, nah, outta road
You have to defend your own, well
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
Evidently, them a no badman
Them always talk 'bout them a gangsta of the century
Whe them a do, whe them a try
Come dis badman fool that a tempt we
Me no care how much bling you have
Bullet a boar through you and your Bentley
Almighty God a protect we
Yeah, me bun the sweet sensi
Keep my mind off of bad mind, hypocrite and people who envy
Come a try to take what is mine, bwoy, de clip get empty
Don't bother talk about six shots, pussy
I bust twenty, protect we, nah, nah, now
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
You betta keep a weapon to protect your own
I keep an automatic steady ready get this on
I put it right up to yo dome then I wet the chrome
And when I kill you the da feds come and I'm long gone
Don't try to tell me you ain't heard about a nigga
(Bone)
Lyrical killer, I'm fienna, let the trigga go
Anybody think is sweet can let a nigga know
We can get it on in the middle of the flo'
You wanna battle, I tell you no lie
It's a suicide, it's a suicide
Who am I? I'm the truth no lie nigga
Fool with I and you all die
True protection sawed off selection
Head your neck, no longer connection
Huh, Huh, killah, killah
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
21, Gun Alley, White Hill
T.H.C. from top of the hill
M.O.B., Rubber Tree, J.V.C., O.R.C.
Them bwoy badee
42, Middle Town, Deep Dale, Frontine
Badman from way back longtime
Shady Corners, Hollywood, Parkside
Southside, you don't want them come collide
Green Acres, do I have any takers?
Them bwoy ago, make you meet your maker
Devil's Hole mon a no fakers, done you
Like how the Spurs done the Lakers
be E are M you D A
Breaker, breaker, breaker
St. Georges, St. Davids
Get lost out round there and nobody can save ya
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
Nah, nah, nah, outta road
You have to defend your own, well
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
Evidently, them a no badman
Them always talk 'bout them a gangsta of the century
Whe them a do, whe them a try
Come dis badman fool that a tempt we
Me no care how much bling you have
Bullet a boar through you and your Bentley
Almighty God a protect we
Yeah, me bun the sweet sensi
Keep my mind off of bad mind, hypocrite and people who envy
Come a try to take what is mine, bwoy, de clip get empty
Don't bother talk about six shots, pussy
I bust twenty, protect we, nah, nah, now
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
You betta keep a weapon to protect your own
I keep an automatic steady ready get this on
I put it right up to yo dome then I wet the chrome
And when I kill you the da feds come and I'm long gone
Don't try to tell me you ain't heard about a nigga
(Bone)
Lyrical killer, I'm fienna, let the trigga go
Anybody think is sweet can let a nigga know
We can get it on in the middle of the flo'
You wanna battle, I tell you no lie
It's a suicide, it's a suicide
Who am I? I'm the truth no lie nigga
Fool with I and you all die
True protection sawed off selection
Head your neck, no longer connection
Huh, Huh, killah, killah
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
21, Gun Alley, White Hill
T.H.C. from top of the hill
M.O.B., Rubber Tree, J.V.C., O.R.C.
Them bwoy badee
42, Middle Town, Deep Dale, Frontine
Badman from way back longtime
Shady Corners, Hollywood, Parkside
Southside, you don't want them come collide
Green Acres, do I have any takers?
Them bwoy ago, make you meet your maker
Devil's Hole mon a no fakers, done you
Like how the Spurs done the Lakers
be E are M you D A
Breaker, breaker, breaker
St. Georges, St. Davids
Get lost out round there and nobody can save ya
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to defend your own so
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip
Yeah, it a fling if a bwoy trip in here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip
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