Intro:
Parte Dos
And That's Because The %#@! Don't Stop Homeboy

It's An Aggravated $$#ault
C-Mack 11
I'm Going Berserk


Verse 1:
Fool I Don't Go To Meetings

With Out The Hammer
So Fools Need To Check
Their $#&@en Manners

Cause Their Life Is On The Line
Messing With This Jackal
When The Doe Get Slow

Guaranteed To Jack You
Yeah Dog
This For The 213

The Area Code
That Gave Birth To A G
So Catch Me In The Hood

In Your CD Player
Ese Bagging Up Work
Put It On The Conveyer

True Story
My 9 Goes Bang
And It Make Me Immortal

When They Come Through The Portal
I'm Necessary
I'm Pure And Uncut

The # 1 Gangster
Homie Strolling In Chucks
It Sound Crazy

But Walk With Me
I Could Take You On A Trip
Like Its LSD

Guaranteed
You Cant $#&@ With Me
Cause You Got To Be Connected

And Control Is The Key

Chorus:

Life In The Fast Lane
You Playing With Fire
Ese I'm A Bring It To You

Mutha$#&@en Supplier
Get You Higher
I'm A Criminal Figure

And All You Need To Know
I'm From The West And A Killer
In The Fast Lane

Everything Is Dead
Ese With The Fallen Angels
We Was Interbred

Now We Here
Like An Evil Spirit
I've Implanted In Your Mind

A Demonic Image

Verse 2:

Homie This Ghetto Music
Is Built To Destroy
A Poisonous Product

Is The %#@! I Deploy
We In Here
With The A To The K

Stop Fronting Mutha$#&@ers
Cause I'll Bury You Lames
Ain't No Way

You'll Make A Move Against Me
I Strike So Fast
You'll Be The Thing Of The Past

I'm At The Crossroads
The Usual Suspect
I Protect What I've Earned

And Them Bullets Will Burn
Right Or Wrong
I Do What I Feel
Cause I'm Living This %#@!
And This %#@! Is Real

Ese License To Kill
When Its Over The Money
The World So Cold
Ain't A Damn Thing Funny
Get A Dose Of This

Get Your Pistol Ready
You Should Be Concerned
Cause Its Getting Heavy
Already
I'm A About To Empty

Ese 30 On Your Face
Brain Chunk Confetti

Chorus:
Life In The Fast Lane

You Playing With Fire
Ese I'm A Bring It To You
Mutha$#&@en Supplier
Get You Higher
I'm A Criminal Figure
And All You Need To Know

I'm From The West And A Killer
In The Fast Lane
Everything Is Dead
Ese With The Fallen Angels
We Was Interbred
Now We Here
Like An Evil Spirit

I've Implanted In Your Mind
A Demonic Image

Verse 3:
You Roll Through My Hood
Like The President
In A $#&@en Motorcade

J.F.K'd Your Head
You Dead
And My Posse Deep
I Got Snipers On The Roof
That Put Your $$# To Sleep
We Parasites
The Indictment Read

My New %#@! Leak
And Multiply In A Week
Its Looking Bleak
Cause My Style Unique
And All You Wack $$# Producers
Trying To Shoot Me A Beat
I Don't Trust Em

With Their Sorry $$# Lines
They Ain't Got No Wind
To Contain These Rhymes
So If It Ain't Dope
Don't Waste My Time
But If Its Sick Like That
I'm A Go For Mine

I Make Em Mad
They Cant Rock Like This
I Been Going Hard
Since 96
So You Know
What You Coming Across
All You Young Mutha$#&@ers
Best Beware Of The Boss