Released on October 17, 2000

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[Intro]

(Life in the fast lane)

This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller

You are my favorite motherfucker

I told you, didn't I?


[Verse 1]

Drama makes the world go around (Go around)

Does anybody got a problem with that? (Yeah)

My business is my business

Who's guilty? Can I get a witness?

First things first

The Chocolate Starfish is my man Fred Durst

Access Hollywood, license to kill

A redneck fucker from Jacksonville

Bangin' on the dumpster funk

My microphone machete's in the back of my trunk

Rocker's who's steady with the he says, she says

And don't forget about the starfish navigation system

Don't hate me, I'm just an alien

With thirty seven tons of new millennium

Dum-diddie-dum, where's it coming from?

Mrs. Aguilera, come and get some

Oh no, which way to go to the dance floor?

It's on my stereo, pay me no mind (Yeah)

I seen The Fight Club about twenty-eight times


[Pre-Chorus]

And I'ma keep my pants saggin'

Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin'

And I'ma keep a lot of girls in my band wagon

'Cause I don't give a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane


[Chorus]

(Life in the fast lane)

I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up

Not giving a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane

(Life in the fast lane)

Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up

Not giving a fuck in the fast lane


[Verse 2]

Take two (Hoo-haa!)

Now who's the star sucker? I'm the Starfish

You silly motherfucker, puff puff, give the marijuana cig, oops

I don't even smoke, but I love the way it smells (Haa)

Here's a toast to the females (Females)

Sippin' lung champagne from a seashell (Seashell)

I’m thinkin’ counterfeit and pop his ass like a zit, with the starfish navigation system

I'm no cheap thrills, baby

Fill the briefcase with three dollar bills

I'm just an ordinary run of the mill fella

Spittin' out hella' mic skills


[Pre-Chorus]

And I'ma keep my pants saggin'

Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin'

And I'ma keep a lot of girls in my band wagon

'Cause I don't give a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane


[Chorus]

(Life in the fast lane)

I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up

Not giving a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane

(Life in the fast lane)

Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up

Not giving a fuck in the fast lane


[Post-Chorus]

'Cause it's so easy to tell a lie (Life in the fast lane)

And it's so easy to run and hide (Life in the fast lane)

But it's not easy to be alive (Life in the fast lane)

So don't be wasting none on my time! (Time!…)


[Bridge]

This world is like a cage, and I don't think it's fair

And I don't even think, that anybody cares

It'll leave a hole (What?), down the side of me (What?)

And it'll leave a scar (What?), can anybody see? (What?)

That we gotta get it out (We gotta get it out)

We gotta get it out (We gotta get it out)

We gotta get it out (We gotta get it out)

And I'ma get it out with the motherfuckin'

Microphone plugging in my soul

I'm a renegade riot getting out of control

I'ma keep it alive and continue to be

Flying like an eagle to my destiny

So can you feel me? (Hell yeah!) Can you feel me? (Hell yeah!)

If you feel, motherfucker, then you'll say (Hell yeah!)

Then you'll say (Hell yeah!)

Hell yeah, I'm livin' life in the fast lane!


[Post-Chorus]

'Cause it's so easy to tell a lie (Life in the fast lane)

And it's so easy to run and hide (Life in the fast lane)

But it's not easy to be alive (Life in the fast lane)

So don't be wasting none on my time! (Time!…)


[Chorus]

Yeah, bring it on!

I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up

Not giving a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane

(Life in the fast lane)

Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up

Not giving a fuck in the fast lane