Bilal - Fast Lane (Video Remix) lyrics

[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! [Jadakiss] Aiyyo, I'm real wit my self and I'm true to my n***as My only fear is what I might do to a n***a The fast lane gotcha man speedin It make me wanna load the thing-things up, and get even D block layin 'em down In the box hands crossed, same smirk he had playin around Still go to war wit the same eight and a pound This the remix n***a, 'Kiss, Dre and Bilal {*echoe*} [Dr. Dre] Too often, is a young n***a, in a coffin Tryin blossom, got shot down walkin, heh Bleek a high to hot guy, turned cold Bring the body bag, see the bullet hole and a burned soul Don't cry, he chose the life Fast lane, in the brain, he supposed to fight How you smile at a momma when she lost a child? This is realness, tell 'em how they livin, where you at Bilal? [Bilal] No, no, noo The way we livin, in the, fast lane Drivin, fast broads, wit yo', oh, fast change When you pimpin through the life, oooh yeah! Caught up, and some charges, brought up From some people you shot up, hey .. (This is another, Dr. Dre production) {*Bilal harmonizes and ad libs to fade*}