"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.
Straight crushing you
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
I listen to the beat and the rhyme is wrote
See I was 16, eyes full of hope
Bagging up grams at the Hyatt though
The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke (oh!)
At the same time, hiding from mama, dodging the drama
Fucking plenty bitches while ducking a baby mama
I found poetry, excuse me, Floetry
"Say yes!" Niggas hear the "yugh!" and they know it's me
Make 'em sick to their stomach how they supposed to be
Sipping on a 50 foot yacht, nigga, motion free
Ocean in my backyard where its supposed to be
Funny how my neighbors don't think it's where I'm supposed to be
They think I'm cuter in jail
But the only time I'm boxed in is when the roof's on the SL
And that even come off so that would mean I'm visiting
New world, I hope y'all listening, envisioning
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
This goes out to my A-alikes that hang out on them corners
Who rock Air Nikes, live a hustler's way of life
In white tees, constantly, ducking from Ds
Pumping that D arm readily, waiting to squeeze
Who stay cookin', stay lookin over they shoulders
Holdin them boulders, tryin to avoid central booking
I ain't coming at 'cha, quote-unquote "famous rapper"
Who turn positive, try to tell ya how to live
But this information I must pass to the homies
If hustling is a must, be Sosa, not Tony
We can all shine, I want your wrist lit like mine
Neck and ears, I want it lit like mine
Foreign cars, stick shift, six gears like mine
Anything that keep mama from crying, visiting
You from behind that glass, while you away, sentencing
'Cause the judge is saying "Life" like it ain't someone's life
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
Yo, what up, what up
This is ya man Grimey from downtown Norfolk
Just want y'all to know it's about time for us to come up and make a change, man
They keep tryna keep us down, but that ain't the way to be, man
It's about time for us to get it together, man
Everybody else put they shit together
Why the niggas can't get together, put they money together?
Hustlers come together with hustlers, know what I'm saying?
This ain't just for the playas in VA
This for playas all over the world, this is Grimey
Time's a-wasting, niggas doin so much hatin'
Free ya heart and show ya greatness
I, like you, had to come from up under the basement
Just like you, had Satan tryin my patience
Still you look at me through jealous eyes
I wish to see all my niggas rise up! Get that money
Put them 9's up
Piggy-back out the ghetto 'for times up! Niggas rush!
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
I listen to the beat and the rhyme is wrote
See I was 16, eyes full of hope
Bagging up grams at the Hyatt though
The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke (oh!)
At the same time, hiding from mama, dodging the drama
Fucking plenty bitches while ducking a baby mama
I found poetry, excuse me, Floetry
"Say yes!" Niggas hear the "yugh!" and they know it's me
Make 'em sick to their stomach how they supposed to be
Sipping on a 50 foot yacht, nigga, motion free
Ocean in my backyard where its supposed to be
Funny how my neighbors don't think it's where I'm supposed to be
They think I'm cuter in jail
But the only time I'm boxed in is when the roof's on the SL
And that even come off so that would mean I'm visiting
New world, I hope y'all listening, envisioning
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
This goes out to my A-alikes that hang out on them corners
Who rock Air Nikes, live a hustler's way of life
In white tees, constantly, ducking from Ds
Pumping that D arm readily, waiting to squeeze
Who stay cookin', stay lookin over they shoulders
Holdin them boulders, tryin to avoid central booking
I ain't coming at 'cha, quote-unquote "famous rapper"
Who turn positive, try to tell ya how to live
But this information I must pass to the homies
If hustling is a must, be Sosa, not Tony
We can all shine, I want your wrist lit like mine
Neck and ears, I want it lit like mine
Foreign cars, stick shift, six gears like mine
Anything that keep mama from crying, visiting
You from behind that glass, while you away, sentencing
'Cause the judge is saying "Life" like it ain't someone's life
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
Yo, what up, what up
This is ya man Grimey from downtown Norfolk
Just want y'all to know it's about time for us to come up and make a change, man
They keep tryna keep us down, but that ain't the way to be, man
It's about time for us to get it together, man
Everybody else put they shit together
Why the niggas can't get together, put they money together?
Hustlers come together with hustlers, know what I'm saying?
This ain't just for the playas in VA
This for playas all over the world, this is Grimey
Time's a-wasting, niggas doin so much hatin'
Free ya heart and show ya greatness
I, like you, had to come from up under the basement
Just like you, had Satan tryin my patience
Still you look at me through jealous eyes
I wish to see all my niggas rise up! Get that money
Put them 9's up
Piggy-back out the ghetto 'for times up! Niggas rush!
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
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Hello New World Lyrics as written by Gene Thornton Pharrell Williams
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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