Fastlane Lyrics - Singles - King Geedorah

Fast lane 

Three, two, one, go 

Only God is judged, never plea the case 

Oh, reason where is the truth we can never erase? 

I've fallen from grace, black nor face 

Ounce of green smoke, jack wit no chase 

Peddle on the floor, thirsty for score 

Fastlane destination, top of the cash game 

See keep like a missile with mad aim 

You can't blame missin' spirits who campaign 

A mystery at most, universal most steel is hot 

Yup off in the knot 

Vision clear like a Hindu with the third eye dot 

We be wig, nah baby that's my word I got 

'Nuff rhymes, tuff times, try talkin' to kids 

Who walk around thinkin' that doesn't forgive 

Life in itself is like a bid 

And if you scared to die then you scared to live 

Ain't it a shame dealin' with the remain? 

Hennessey on the brain, travel the plane 

Will the copy cats twist the def traps? 

Bliss the sex raps blind to jet black 

The matters awake in response since came to life 

Singin' a seance, escape the realm 

Bly swift like 'o' at, fake jacks a cast 

Catch two smacks, gentlemen relax 

Blaze trails that haven't been traveled in a while 

Scatter clues for those who equate the style 

Cruisin' in the Lex out the window seat 

While I be trippin' off the rhyme, bop my head to the beat 

I can't speak on delirious mood swings 

True crowns, a helmed at the true kings 

Tell ya take it back, straighten 

Money makin', light we sign awaken, idle mind oversaken 

No debatin' on the vessel that we navigatin' 

Gravitatin', schemin', leave 'em standin' waitin' 

Specialize in futuristic mental picture paintin' 

We are slave to sick ways, I'm quenchin' with thirst 

Gift of a new day they seem like a curse 

What we made, penetrate the charade 

The incision is barely felt from the sharpness of the blade 

Movin' motionless through this masquerade 

Loomin' in the dark but justice save a spark, rock 

Like a match made in heaven and hell apart 

But still one, if it's life we start 

So real reveal, sign is sealed 

What we feels translates to meals 

That nine to five shit is no joke, muscle in scientist 

But don't look upon my hustlin' 

Will the copy cats twist the def traps? 

Bliss the sex raps, blind to jet black 

The matters awake in response since came to life 

Singin a seance, escape the realm 

Bly swift like 'o' at, fake jacks a cast 

Catch two smacks, gentlemen relax 

Blaze trails that haven't been traveled in a while 

Scatter clues for those who equate the style 

Look at them, those two space monsters 

The one with the three heads is King Geedorah 

And that one's Gigan, we are controlling them