"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.
A lot of brothers, claimin' they hard (huh?)
I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)
But not scarred physically (what?)
More like scarred mentally (yeah)
I correct your ego (your ego?)
I'm a show you how it go
'Cause you killin' me, ain't no skill in you
With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin' you
Yeah you platinum, but you whack as hell
I dubbed over your single like a Maxell
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
You might as well, turn in your mic
And start collectin' dollars at the turnpike
'Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed
But you couldn't even fix them
If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock
You one of them balloons made to go pop
[Chorus]
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
Stop now, get original
Whaaat?
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
There is really nothin' you can do
We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu
Risky on the microphone, I am
Got the energy of and
I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel
Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel
What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?
What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled
You gotta
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
We delegate the skills to conversating
The loss of motivation of MC's to create
Sent it in for quick hit, waitin' for the break
You didn't pay your dues, so you got on Ricki Lake
How does it feel to be the man on top
When everything you got ain't any of your props?
[Chorus]
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
Stop now, get original
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
When you think about rap in it's entirety
Violence became variety
Silently personalities differ from what they try to be
2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you
You're sluggish like a barbituate
We can make you admit you bit
A hectic thrill, connect with will
And we create with the kung-fu collective skill
The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory
It's another story while we be fightin' for re-
Demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need
With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed
Thinkin' life is a party and it's a must to please
But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please
Choppin' broccoli happily for your company
Publically sellin' Satan when really you should be bumpin' the truth
So stop now
Stop now, get original
Just practice and master your flow
I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)
But not scarred physically (what?)
More like scarred mentally (yeah)
I correct your ego (your ego?)
I'm a show you how it go
'Cause you killin' me, ain't no skill in you
With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin' you
Yeah you platinum, but you whack as hell
I dubbed over your single like a Maxell
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
You might as well, turn in your mic
And start collectin' dollars at the turnpike
'Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed
But you couldn't even fix them
If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock
You one of them balloons made to go pop
[Chorus]
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
Stop now, get original
Whaaat?
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
There is really nothin' you can do
We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu
Risky on the microphone, I am
Got the energy of and
I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel
Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel
What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?
What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled
You gotta
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
We delegate the skills to conversating
The loss of motivation of MC's to create
Sent it in for quick hit, waitin' for the break
You didn't pay your dues, so you got on Ricki Lake
How does it feel to be the man on top
When everything you got ain't any of your props?
[Chorus]
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
Stop now, get original
Stop now, get original
Start practicin', master your flow
When you think about rap in it's entirety
Violence became variety
Silently personalities differ from what they try to be
2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you
You're sluggish like a barbituate
We can make you admit you bit
A hectic thrill, connect with will
And we create with the kung-fu collective skill
The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory
It's another story while we be fightin' for re-
Demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need
With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed
Thinkin' life is a party and it's a must to please
But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please
Choppin' broccoli happily for your company
Publically sellin' Satan when really you should be bumpin' the truth
So stop now
Stop now, get original
Just practice and master your flow
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