[Bilal]
La, la-la-li-la, la-la-li-la, la-la-li-la
Yeah, oo-ooh, oh, oh
Hey, livin it, in the, fast lane
Drivin, fast broads, with the fast chains
Ah, when you pimpin through life (life!)
Seen some people get caught up
And some charges brought up
Wit some people they shot up
Hey, liiviiin theee, fast lane
Drivin, fast broads, makin, fast change
When you pimpin through life (ooh)
Seen some people get caught up
And some charges brought up
Wit some people they shot up
Hey, there it goes again
Different face, to the same old tragic end
Who's to, blame, if you never saw it comin
Yet they heard the boomer humin
And he never thought of runnin
It's too late, for him now, layin out, on the ground
So cold, soooo cold; nothin much, to live up
Too damn, it's so far gone (yeaah), sooo gooone
Livin, in the, fast lane
Drivin, fast broads, with your fast change
When you pimpin through the life (life!)
Seen some people got caught up
And some charges brought up
From some people they shot up
Hey, tell me when will it end?
Wit a baby, paays towards mother city
(oohh!) Trapped inside, the four walls
Of a penty way too strong, waay too strong!
(oh) Now she's out, in the cold
Dyin slow and the spoon still warm, whoa, heeeey!
La, la-la-li-la, la-la-li-la, la-la-li-la
Yeah, oo-ooh, oh, oh
Hey, livin it, in the, fast lane
Drivin, fast broads, with the fast chains
Ah, when you pimpin through life (life!)
Seen some people get caught up
And some charges brought up
Wit some people they shot up
Hey, liiviiin theee, fast lane
Drivin, fast broads, makin, fast change
When you pimpin through life (ooh)
Seen some people get caught up
And some charges brought up
Wit some people they shot up
Hey, there it goes again
Different face, to the same old tragic end
Who's to, blame, if you never saw it comin
Yet they heard the boomer humin
And he never thought of runnin
It's too late, for him now, layin out, on the ground
So cold, soooo cold; nothin much, to live up
Too damn, it's so far gone (yeaah), sooo gooone
Livin, in the, fast lane
Drivin, fast broads, with your fast change
When you pimpin through the life (life!)
Seen some people got caught up
And some charges brought up
From some people they shot up
Hey, tell me when will it end?
Wit a baby, paays towards mother city
(oohh!) Trapped inside, the four walls
Of a penty way too strong, waay too strong!
(oh) Now she's out, in the cold
Dyin slow and the spoon still warm, whoa, heeeey!
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