Bad Meets Evil Fastlane ОСТ Форсаж 6 - форсаж 6

Royce Da 5'9":
First verse, uh
I'm on 'til I'm on a island
My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch 'm out of his uniform
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn.
Y'all niggas' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know
Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'
Bet you could light your own cigarette witcha asshole
Me and Shady deaded the past,
So that basically resurrected my cashflow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke
Though I ain't wrapped tight
My blood type's the '80s
My '90s was like the Navy,
You was like the Bradys,
You still fly kites daily

Eminem:
Catch me in my Mercedes
Bumping "Ice, Ice Baby”
Screaming' Shady 'til I die
Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy
So I live it to the fullest
'til I'm Swayze
And you only live it once, so
I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady
Wait, no, stop me now before I get on a roll (Damn)
Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is,
'Cause she's kinda famous
And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this
Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my penis in your anus!
You morons think that I'm a genius
Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum,
Crazy, I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby
And that's back
Wit' a capital B wit' an exclamation mark, maybe
You should listen when I flip the linguistics
‘Cause I'm gonna rip this mystical slick shit
You don't wanna become another victim
Оr statistic of this shit
‘Cause after I spit the bullets,
I'ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball
I'ma kick the ballistics so get this dick, I'ma live this

Livin' life in the fast lane
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down
Only got a gallon in the gas tank
But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride
Just gon' roll 'til I drop
And ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
Royce

Royce Da 5'9":
My whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit
At war wit' a bottle, this Captain Morgan attacks my organs
My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins
I made a pact with the Devil that says
"I'll let you take me
You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpse, Jack Kevorkian”
Go ‘back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in
I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down
My tenement, too many now, to send my serenity powers
Spin ‘em around, enterin' in the vicinity

Eminem:
Now, was called Eminem,
but he threw away the candy and ate the rappers
Chewed him up and spitted him out
Girl, giddy-up, now get, get down
He's lookin' around this club
And it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now
Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town
Did I s-st-stutter, motherfucker? F-ck them all, he shuts
The whole motherfuckin' Walmart d-d-down
Every time he comes a-r-r-round
And he came to the club tonight wit' 5'9″
To hold this bitch down
Like a motherfuckin' chick underwater, he tryna d-dr-drown
Shawty, when you dance, you got me captivated
Just by the way that you keep lickin' them dicks like lips,
I'm agitated, aggravated to the point you don't suc