"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.
I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no
Don't know no chips that I can't get, don't know no whip I can't own
Shit, I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no ugly bitches
Don't know no broke niggas
Don't know no snitch niggas
Don't know no bitch niggas
There's some things I don't know
Don't know nobody leaning harder, Phantom ball out in Florida
Condo out in Georgia, my little daughter died in this water
Don't know nobody who ain't retarded
Know there's a name, don't know what to call it
Act as if it flowing like a faucet, 40′s my precaution
Don't know who can't afford to take a trip when they get bored
Keep their chick in Michael Kors, wake up in designer stores
Infini trucks be pulling up, Louis luggage on the floor
And being searched by TSA, private jets we finna board oh
I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no
Don't know no chips that I can't get, don't know no whip I can't own
Shit, I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no ugly bitches
Don't know no broke niggas
Don't know no snitch niggas
Don't know no bitch niggas
Tere's some things I don't know
This new whip I bought is awesome
Don't know how the fuck I bought it
High speed chase, patrol behind me
Don't know how the fuck I lost them
I say skiiir
vroom, head on collision, don't know how I'm talking
Craz with a Jeep under paraplegic while barely can see and don't know how I'm walking
Don't know her perry
Probably be talking your shawty be gawking
She stalling, she falling
Don't know why she's talking or why she be calling
Protecting your momma's house, Macaulay Culkin
Rappers I don't know I'm right on their heels
Don't know how to party, but I'm going in
While they had a party I'm stacking my ins
Exit in a rental, come back in a Benz
I got it
I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no
Don't know no chips that I can't get, don't know no whip I can't own
Shit, I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no ugly bitches
Don't know no broke niggas
Don't know no snitch niggas
Don't know no bitch niggas
There's some things I don't know
Don't know no
Don't know no
Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no
Don't know no chips that I can't get, don't know no whip I can't own
Shit, I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no ugly bitches
Don't know no broke niggas
Don't know no snitch niggas
Don't know no bitch niggas
There's some things I don't know
Don't know nobody leaning harder, Phantom ball out in Florida
Condo out in Georgia, my little daughter died in this water
Don't know nobody who ain't retarded
Know there's a name, don't know what to call it
Act as if it flowing like a faucet, 40′s my precaution
Don't know who can't afford to take a trip when they get bored
Keep their chick in Michael Kors, wake up in designer stores
Infini trucks be pulling up, Louis luggage on the floor
And being searched by TSA, private jets we finna board oh
I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no
Don't know no chips that I can't get, don't know no whip I can't own
Shit, I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no ugly bitches
Don't know no broke niggas
Don't know no snitch niggas
Don't know no bitch niggas
Tere's some things I don't know
This new whip I bought is awesome
Don't know how the fuck I bought it
High speed chase, patrol behind me
Don't know how the fuck I lost them
I say skiiir
vroom, head on collision, don't know how I'm talking
Craz with a Jeep under paraplegic while barely can see and don't know how I'm walking
Don't know her perry
Probably be talking your shawty be gawking
She stalling, she falling
Don't know why she's talking or why she be calling
Protecting your momma's house, Macaulay Culkin
Rappers I don't know I'm right on their heels
Don't know how to party, but I'm going in
While they had a party I'm stacking my ins
Exit in a rental, come back in a Benz
I got it
I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no
Don't know no chips that I can't get, don't know no whip I can't own
Shit, I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know
Don't know no ugly bitches
Don't know no broke niggas
Don't know no snitch niggas
Don't know no bitch niggas
There's some things I don't know
Don't know no
Don't know no
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Don't Know Lyrics as written by Samuel Eugene Iii Irving Glenda R. Proby
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SPIKY I M IN PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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