"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.
Let me introduce me, I don't gotta pack due to the fact
I'm Africa's rap Bruce Lee
Plus they've been trying to shoot me since I was two feet
So I am never scared, you can YouTube me
Where I'm from they will pull your card Mister, you ain't hard mister
I was initiated into manhood at thirteen and it wasn't a barmitzvah
I break a bottle on you like a bad bartender
Let my star venture out, I got war in me, so let me vent it out
I don't expect you to feel my pain
But with respects to the rules of the game
They don't apply because I made it this far
Stage dive like a ghetto rock star
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers dont get it
So if rap gets jealous, cause of where I'm headed
I used to be a public enemy, don't forget it
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers don't get it
So if rap gets jealous, baby Im a menace
You know, I came to bring the pain
Ill admit it I could spit it like a fitted knitted cap
That means tight and won't stop like a city cab
That means I'm not white
But I figured do it big because the slum needs me
So instead of getting a beat from Kanyeezy
Who would probably take half my budget
I could save the back end and send it back to Mogadishu
Where my family and friends getting patched up again you can ask hova
The hood is harder than you thought
Like a fifty chain getting snatched in Angola?
I don't expect you to feel my pain
But with respects to the rules of the game
They don't apply because I made it this far
Stage dive like a ghetto rock star
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers dont get it
So if rap gets jealous, cause of where I'm headed
I used to be a public enemy, don't forget it
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers don't get it
So if rap gets jealous, baby Im a menace
You know, I came to bring the pain
You know
So dont tell me I gotta be the same
I'm tryin to get you to know my name
And with respects to the rules of the game
They dont apply because I came this far
Stage dive like a rockstar
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers dont get it
So if rap gets jealous, cause of where I'm headed
I used to be a public enemy, don't forget it
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers don't get it
So if rap gets jealous, baby Im a menace
You know, I came to bring the pain
I'm Africa's rap Bruce Lee
Plus they've been trying to shoot me since I was two feet
So I am never scared, you can YouTube me
Where I'm from they will pull your card Mister, you ain't hard mister
I was initiated into manhood at thirteen and it wasn't a barmitzvah
I break a bottle on you like a bad bartender
Let my star venture out, I got war in me, so let me vent it out
I don't expect you to feel my pain
But with respects to the rules of the game
They don't apply because I made it this far
Stage dive like a ghetto rock star
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers dont get it
So if rap gets jealous, cause of where I'm headed
I used to be a public enemy, don't forget it
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers don't get it
So if rap gets jealous, baby Im a menace
You know, I came to bring the pain
Ill admit it I could spit it like a fitted knitted cap
That means tight and won't stop like a city cab
That means I'm not white
But I figured do it big because the slum needs me
So instead of getting a beat from Kanyeezy
Who would probably take half my budget
I could save the back end and send it back to Mogadishu
Where my family and friends getting patched up again you can ask hova
The hood is harder than you thought
Like a fifty chain getting snatched in Angola?
I don't expect you to feel my pain
But with respects to the rules of the game
They don't apply because I made it this far
Stage dive like a ghetto rock star
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers dont get it
So if rap gets jealous, cause of where I'm headed
I used to be a public enemy, don't forget it
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers don't get it
So if rap gets jealous, baby Im a menace
You know, I came to bring the pain
You know
So dont tell me I gotta be the same
I'm tryin to get you to know my name
And with respects to the rules of the game
They dont apply because I came this far
Stage dive like a rockstar
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers dont get it
So if rap gets jealous, cause of where I'm headed
I used to be a public enemy, don't forget it
And if rap gets jealous cause I rock heavy
It don't worry me if mothafuckers don't get it
So if rap gets jealous, baby Im a menace
You know, I came to bring the pain
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If Rap Gets Jealous Lyrics as written by Gerald Eaton Brian West
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