"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'm back like a rebel making trouble
I'm an Assassin, kickin ass on the double
No motherfucker alive's gonna stop me
So fuck you and your goddamn posse
It's time to step on some motherfuckin' toes
(Nah D!) Man, fuck them hoes
The East Coast ain't playin' our songs
I want to know what the hell's goin on
Gimme my card, radio sucker
I'll kick your ass and take the motherfucker
Everybody know New York is where it began
So let the ego shit end
Motherfuckin' black radio is being disowned
Not by the other race, but its own
A lot of bullshit records make hits
Because of who you know, cash roll and politics
Action is my identity, whoever you be
(Don't don't don't fuck with me)
My last go, the radio struck me with a low blow
Now I'm doin' it like a G.O.
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse)
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(You want to go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?)
Everybody's coming with guns
Niggas gettin' pimped by Columbians
They put 'em on the streets like a bitch
Nigga's slangin' but the Puerto-Rican gettin' rich
I never sold the mess
But if I did, it would be for my goddamn self
Can you adjust to the wholesale bust
Bushwick, tell these motherfuckers what's up
When will you stupid motherfuckers learn
In this game one way or another you get burned
You end up behind bars
Or lyin' on your back in a motherfuckin' morgue
And your gal'll find another nigga
'Cause the low-actin' bitch ain't nothin' but a golddigger
I'll fuck her but my money is a no-no
(Why?) I'm a hoe so I do it like a G.O.
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse)
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(You want to go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?)
Fucked up politics
Those tie-wearin' bitches can suck my dick
They try to ban my style of teachin'
But freedom of speech allow me to keep speakin'
To the people about shit like racism
It's deep into the heart of the school system
Whites get more funds from the state
And this is why minorities learn so late
Some of us make it to college
And take a test to the highest degree with limited knowledge
Most of us won't pass the bitch
And those rotten-ass motherfuckers know this
I'm not Malcolm X or Farrakhan
After this one, I'll guess I'll have to pack a gun
So if you want to fuck with this brother
You better be ready, motherfucker
You're gonna have to G.O.
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse)
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(You want to go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?)
Willie D is not a bigot and he won't be
I just educate minds through reality
This ain't no motherfuckin' 'back to Africa'
Try to pull that shit, we'll have a massacre
Our ancestors were killed at will
Bought and sold like a used automobile
Will it happen again to my color?
(Never again motherfuckers)
Ready Red, comin' at ya
I'm holdin' my ground like a motherfuckin' statue
You take nothin' from me, so stop trippin'
'Less you want to take a motherfuckin' ass whippin'
Bitch, motherfuck the KKK
Wearin' dresses and shit, what the fuck, are they gay?
The Geto Boys want the clan and no rift
Bitch repent or kiss our digs and do it like a G.O.
I'm an Assassin, kickin ass on the double
No motherfucker alive's gonna stop me
So fuck you and your goddamn posse
It's time to step on some motherfuckin' toes
(Nah D!) Man, fuck them hoes
The East Coast ain't playin' our songs
I want to know what the hell's goin on
Gimme my card, radio sucker
I'll kick your ass and take the motherfucker
Everybody know New York is where it began
So let the ego shit end
Motherfuckin' black radio is being disowned
Not by the other race, but its own
A lot of bullshit records make hits
Because of who you know, cash roll and politics
Action is my identity, whoever you be
(Don't don't don't fuck with me)
My last go, the radio struck me with a low blow
Now I'm doin' it like a G.O.
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse)
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(You want to go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?)
Everybody's coming with guns
Niggas gettin' pimped by Columbians
They put 'em on the streets like a bitch
Nigga's slangin' but the Puerto-Rican gettin' rich
I never sold the mess
But if I did, it would be for my goddamn self
Can you adjust to the wholesale bust
Bushwick, tell these motherfuckers what's up
When will you stupid motherfuckers learn
In this game one way or another you get burned
You end up behind bars
Or lyin' on your back in a motherfuckin' morgue
And your gal'll find another nigga
'Cause the low-actin' bitch ain't nothin' but a golddigger
I'll fuck her but my money is a no-no
(Why?) I'm a hoe so I do it like a G.O.
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse)
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(You want to go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?)
Fucked up politics
Those tie-wearin' bitches can suck my dick
They try to ban my style of teachin'
But freedom of speech allow me to keep speakin'
To the people about shit like racism
It's deep into the heart of the school system
Whites get more funds from the state
And this is why minorities learn so late
Some of us make it to college
And take a test to the highest degree with limited knowledge
Most of us won't pass the bitch
And those rotten-ass motherfuckers know this
I'm not Malcolm X or Farrakhan
After this one, I'll guess I'll have to pack a gun
So if you want to fuck with this brother
You better be ready, motherfucker
You're gonna have to G.O.
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse)
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(You want to go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?)
Willie D is not a bigot and he won't be
I just educate minds through reality
This ain't no motherfuckin' 'back to Africa'
Try to pull that shit, we'll have a massacre
Our ancestors were killed at will
Bought and sold like a used automobile
Will it happen again to my color?
(Never again motherfuckers)
Ready Red, comin' at ya
I'm holdin' my ground like a motherfuckin' statue
You take nothin' from me, so stop trippin'
'Less you want to take a motherfuckin' ass whippin'
Bitch, motherfuck the KKK
Wearin' dresses and shit, what the fuck, are they gay?
The Geto Boys want the clan and no rift
Bitch repent or kiss our digs and do it like a G.O.
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Do It Like A G.O. Lyrics as written by James Smith Curtis Mayfield
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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