I try to come up as much as possible, no matter what he’s doing. Royce da 5’9”: I do seven days a week-Marshall takes the weekends off. Dre was coming in town to work on Detox, but in between that we were like, ‘Let’s do some stuff for this other record.’ We work on music basically five days a week. Royce da 5’9”: He was coming in town with Dre anyway.Įminem: Yeah. So it was just like, ‘Yo, what if we put Sly on it?’
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Sly writes his own shit, and he’s sick with the pen, melodies, and with the delivery, everything. I liked it and I wrote the hook.īut when I wrote the hook I was thinking of someone else to sing it. I was just going through them and I think that was one that was on a beat CD somewhere.
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I was just getting beat CDs from Shady, the A&Rs at the label.
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And then after takin' that I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin' It's gon' say the whole rap game passed away on top of the affidavit Graduated from master debater, slash massive masturbator To Michael Jackson's activator ( Woo) Meanin' I'm on fire off the top, might wanna back up data Rollin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor trailer Homie, they sick, you could normally ask a hater Don't it make sense? That these shell casings is just like a bag of paper Dropped in the lap of a tax evader, homie, they spent Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes (What?) Girl, I'm the crack-a-lator, percolator of this party Be my penis ejaculator later Tell your boyfriend that you just struck paydirt You rollin' with a player You won't be exaggeratin' when you say you're livin' I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Ayy) Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank (Oh) But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (Yeah) I don't really know where I'm headed (No), just enjoyin' the ride (Yeah) Just gon' roll 'til I drop (Oh) and ride 'til I die (Ah-ah) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) ( Haha) ( Woo) Pedal to the metal Pedal to the metalĮminem: Royce had beat CDs that he was getting from various people at the time mostly for his own shit. Uh, yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit At war with a bottle as Captain Morgan attacks my organs (C'mon) My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins (Woo) I made a pact with the devil that says "I'll let you take me, you let me take a shovel Dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian" (C'mon) Go back and forthin', more beef than you can pack a fork in I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy, down My tenement chimney now, the semi’s the remedy, pow Spin him around, enterin' in the vicinity now Was called M&M, but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper Chewed him up (*ptt*), 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 Yeah, little tr-tr-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town Did I st-st-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck the mall, he shuts the whole motherfuckin' Walmart D-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round And he came to the club tonight with 5'9" to hold this bitch down Like a motherfuckin' chick underwater he's tryin' to dr-dr-drown Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated Just by the way that you keep lickin' them dick-suckin' lips I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick Then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head Then I'ma have to take it Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' "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 thinking 'bout this nice, nice lady Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Danish) 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 Came to drive them trailer parks crazy I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby And that's "back" with a capital B with an exclamation mark Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics ‘Cause I wanna rip this mystical slick shit You don't wanna become another victim, a 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- I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Ayy) Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank (Oh) But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (Yeah) I don't really know where I'm headed (No), just enjoyin' the ride (Yeah) Just gon' roll 'til I drop (Oh) and ride 'til I die (Ah-hah) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)