"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.
[Therapist]
You wouldn't do that Tyler
Kill yourself, or anyone, you don't even have the balls to begin with
What you need is....me
I just want to talk to you, it's been awhile since your last session
So...tell me what's been going
Tyler:
I'm not a fucking role model [I know this]
I'm a 19 year old fucking emotional coaster with pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted he's bumpin' all of my shit
These motherfuckers think I'm supposed to live up to something? Shit
I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless
And getting more pussy cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris [as you should]
LA to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares, from skate parks and airports it's all in the air, it's weird
Yonkers dropped and left their craniums mind-fucked, now competition missing like that nigga my mom fucked
He still hasn't called me yet [it's not your fault]
That's a whole fucking different argument
Shit, I got over it
And I got a couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy a couple hot pockets
So grandma can stop cooking those nasty ass colligreens
Pressure's on me like this top hat bastard intro, how the fuck I'm gonna top that?
OK you guys caught me
I'm not a fucking rapist, or a serial killer, I lied
[You know, you just wanted attention]
I tried too hard huh?
[no]
Made a couple thou and i just don't know what to buy yet
Supreme shit is free and I don't drink so fuck a wine set
Nigga fuck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity
I'm fucked in the head, I lost my mind with my virginity
Oh, that's a triple 3-6 isn't he a devil worshipper?
Cause I'm too fucking ignorant to do some research
I'm a start a group, so no one else gets the respect they deserve cause of you
[Bastard was good though]
What you think I recorded for?
To have a bunch of critics call my shit horrorcore?
Like I didn't make that shit glorious cause I'm too fuckin' scared to tell my friends how I really feel?
Of course they only listen
To lyrics about me pissing off
In the tombs of Lara Croft
I'm getting pissed off
Message boards are on my dick I need to piss away
Lemme bust one in they mouth, I know they feel the flavor
Can't they just be happy for me like, a kid with nothing living out his dreams
Why they gotta fucking hate?
I don't even skate anymore, I'm too fucking busy
I can barely kickflip now
People excited think this shit is tight
Making me co-sign with rappers I don't even like
What the fuck you want me to do? Start to gobble this mic?
Start jacking 'em off, till his cat blasting off
Fuck that, cause these niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Cause I don't listen to Eworld with technique
And all this underground bullshit can never compete
On the Billboard Top 20 and gem of the week
I'd rather listen to Baduh and Pusha the T
And Wacka Flocka Flame instead of that real hip hop thats full of the shit
But they wanna critique
Everything that the Wolf Gang has ever released
But they don't get it
Cause it's not made for them
The nigga that's in the mirror rapping, it's made for him
But they do not have the mindset, that is same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot, shame on him
I'm not homophobic... faggot
What the fuck is a good performance? I get on stage and have as much fun as I can
Who doesn't have ADD?! I don't
Therapy's been sinning and niggas getting offended
They don't wanna fuck with me cause I do not fuck with religion
But see thats my decision you fuckers don't have to listen
And here, put this middle finger in your ear
Someone gets blamed
If some white kid aimed
His AK-47 at 47 kids
And I dont wanna see my name mentioned
College wasn't working
And I wasn't working
So I sat at home jerking off until my dick was hurting
But I was determined to be great
So this classes can wait
Cause those 4 days I went, I didnt learn shit
Now I'm living dreams I've wanted since 8th
And I can afford to get my mother something on her birthday
They claim the shit I saw is just wrong
Like nobody has those really dark thoughts when alone
I'm just a teenager, who admits he's suicide prone
My life is doing pretty good
So that day is postponed for now
But wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen
And when she gives you lemons nigga throw 'em at pedestrians
I still live in my grandma's house
Sell out a fuckin' show in London just to end up on couches
I hate my fuckin' life, but when I make that announcement
My hero calls my phone, just to put that in doubt then
And then I am confused and I want in or just out
My friends really think I'm playing when I say I need counseling
I sit in grandmother's living room and just pout and shout
Loud inside
Sometimes I just wanna die
Odd Future came from the bottom
And it's gonna take a couple armies to stop 'em
All you fucking lames don't have to like me
The devil doesn't wear prada, I'm clearly in a fucking white tee
You wouldn't do that Tyler
Kill yourself, or anyone, you don't even have the balls to begin with
What you need is....me
I just want to talk to you, it's been awhile since your last session
So...tell me what's been going
Tyler:
I'm not a fucking role model [I know this]
I'm a 19 year old fucking emotional coaster with pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted he's bumpin' all of my shit
These motherfuckers think I'm supposed to live up to something? Shit
I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless
And getting more pussy cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris [as you should]
LA to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares, from skate parks and airports it's all in the air, it's weird
Yonkers dropped and left their craniums mind-fucked, now competition missing like that nigga my mom fucked
He still hasn't called me yet [it's not your fault]
That's a whole fucking different argument
Shit, I got over it
And I got a couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy a couple hot pockets
So grandma can stop cooking those nasty ass colligreens
Pressure's on me like this top hat bastard intro, how the fuck I'm gonna top that?
OK you guys caught me
I'm not a fucking rapist, or a serial killer, I lied
[You know, you just wanted attention]
I tried too hard huh?
[no]
Made a couple thou and i just don't know what to buy yet
Supreme shit is free and I don't drink so fuck a wine set
Nigga fuck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity
I'm fucked in the head, I lost my mind with my virginity
Oh, that's a triple 3-6 isn't he a devil worshipper?
Cause I'm too fucking ignorant to do some research
I'm a start a group, so no one else gets the respect they deserve cause of you
[Bastard was good though]
What you think I recorded for?
To have a bunch of critics call my shit horrorcore?
Like I didn't make that shit glorious cause I'm too fuckin' scared to tell my friends how I really feel?
Of course they only listen
To lyrics about me pissing off
In the tombs of Lara Croft
I'm getting pissed off
Message boards are on my dick I need to piss away
Lemme bust one in they mouth, I know they feel the flavor
Can't they just be happy for me like, a kid with nothing living out his dreams
Why they gotta fucking hate?
I don't even skate anymore, I'm too fucking busy
I can barely kickflip now
People excited think this shit is tight
Making me co-sign with rappers I don't even like
What the fuck you want me to do? Start to gobble this mic?
Start jacking 'em off, till his cat blasting off
Fuck that, cause these niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Cause I don't listen to Eworld with technique
And all this underground bullshit can never compete
On the Billboard Top 20 and gem of the week
I'd rather listen to Baduh and Pusha the T
And Wacka Flocka Flame instead of that real hip hop thats full of the shit
But they wanna critique
Everything that the Wolf Gang has ever released
But they don't get it
Cause it's not made for them
The nigga that's in the mirror rapping, it's made for him
But they do not have the mindset, that is same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot, shame on him
I'm not homophobic... faggot
What the fuck is a good performance? I get on stage and have as much fun as I can
Who doesn't have ADD?! I don't
Therapy's been sinning and niggas getting offended
They don't wanna fuck with me cause I do not fuck with religion
But see thats my decision you fuckers don't have to listen
And here, put this middle finger in your ear
Someone gets blamed
If some white kid aimed
His AK-47 at 47 kids
And I dont wanna see my name mentioned
College wasn't working
And I wasn't working
So I sat at home jerking off until my dick was hurting
But I was determined to be great
So this classes can wait
Cause those 4 days I went, I didnt learn shit
Now I'm living dreams I've wanted since 8th
And I can afford to get my mother something on her birthday
They claim the shit I saw is just wrong
Like nobody has those really dark thoughts when alone
I'm just a teenager, who admits he's suicide prone
My life is doing pretty good
So that day is postponed for now
But wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen
And when she gives you lemons nigga throw 'em at pedestrians
I still live in my grandma's house
Sell out a fuckin' show in London just to end up on couches
I hate my fuckin' life, but when I make that announcement
My hero calls my phone, just to put that in doubt then
And then I am confused and I want in or just out
My friends really think I'm playing when I say I need counseling
I sit in grandmother's living room and just pout and shout
Loud inside
Sometimes I just wanna die
Odd Future came from the bottom
And it's gonna take a couple armies to stop 'em
All you fucking lames don't have to like me
The devil doesn't wear prada, I'm clearly in a fucking white tee
Lyrics submitted by TheLonging, edited by brandonftw25
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