Fast is a song inspired by the Islamic pillar of fasting, critiquing the promotion of self flatulence for gain, especially in parts of society concerned with physical appearance. Features a euro-dance-club/fashion-runway inspired instrumental.
lyrics
Do it, fast.
Do it fast, get the cash
Get the cash, do it fast
Do it fast, don't be trash
Don't be trash, make it last
Do it fast, get the cash
Don't be trash, make it last
Do it fast, do it fast, do it fast
You don't really know pleasure, unless you feel pain...
Cause we're always getting, and no pain no gain..
The world offers a feast, but they tell you refrain...
Cause they'll call you a beast, are you really so vain...
Do not complain, you don't hunt for food
You hunt for fame, you hunt for dudes
You hunt for bitches, you want the pictures
But it's something different, they want from you
They just wanna know you'll hurt yourself for them...
(They just wanna make you hurt)
Get up on stage and work yourself for them...
(They just wanna make you work)
Drop it to the flow, get it real low
Now get on ya toes, lemme call you hoe
Nice g-string let me fill that shit with dough
But now you getting old and I don't want it no mo’
Oh, maybe you should hit the gym
Photoshop got other bitches looking real thin
Watching weird porn and I zoomed in
Still I could never see the beauty within
Why are we starving so hungrily, even when we live in abundance, see
They say you're on top in a pent house sweet, but they got you locked in a dungeon deep
It's too fast...
Don't eat keep moving your feet
It's too fast
Don't sleep move ya feet to the beat
It's too fast
Don't speed, to defeat yourself, you might fast
But don't feeds your needs you won't last
We need the approval, the pain is not fake
We'll clear the plate once we've earned a break but
For now it can wait
They tell to me starve myself, to feel like I’m great
They feed me the guilt, they need me to fast, how much can I take
(Now fast ‘till you break)
Muslim women are covered, we call em disrespected
Western women are bare in the video for the record
Bodies well selected, skin color corrected
But they aren't slaves, they're just being directed
The struggle some deflect it
Feel healthy counting the cash they've collected
Other get too invested, about what they've ingested
Never satisfied, forever never perfected
What did you expect kid? You're only getting older
Can't afford to buy back your soul if you sold it
And everybody say, it's the only way
The mirror is your enemy so hate it everyday
How much do you weigh? Well...that's okay
No sugar, just protein, soy not whey
Elliptical bike row dip and lift weights
Do it now burn fat build muscle get laid
Pro-recreate, produce, get pre paid
Make profit, the only way we've got is pain
Hot shit I gotta be the topic with flames
It's all about approval it is not a game
We are not the same, I've got to stand out
Starve to prove faith to God the man doubts
‘Cause aren't we such gluttons? The Earth has ran out
Of time for this race to even pan out
Why are we racing so rapidly
While we ignore the journey so vapidly
We should enjoy the pleasure more practically
While the poor eat fat, the rich fast at feasts
It's too fast...
Don't eat keep moving your feet It's too fast
Don't sleep move ya feet to the beat It's too fast
Don't speed, to defeat yourself, you might fast
But don't feeds your needs you won't last
We need the approval, the pain is not fake
We'll clear the plate once we've earned a break but
For now it can wait
They tell to me starve myself, to feel like I’m great
They feed me the guilt, they need me to fast, how much can I take
(Now fast till you break)
High fructose Internet speed
MDMA plus MTV
In the world of plenty we desire to be freed
From material possessions, empty greed
Break now for future pleasure
The pain is the way that the gain is measured
Can't be happy now, without pain in the past
To make it last, earn it, fast
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Can’tbehappyintheworldofnowwedesirewithoutpaintobefreed
Frommakeitmaterialpossessionsearnitemptygreed FAST
We need the approval, the pain is not fake
We'll clear the plate once we've earned a break but
For now it can wait
They tell to me starve myself, to feel like I’m great
They feed me the guilt, they need me to fast, how much can I take
(Now fast till you break)
We need the approval, the pain is not fake
We'll clear the plate once we've earned a break but
For now it can wait
They tell to me starve myself, to feel like I’m great
They feed me the guilt, they need me to fast, how much can I take
(Now fast till you break)
Fast, fast, till you, break
Break
Fast, fast, till you, break
Break
Fast, fast, till you, break
Break
Fast, fast, till you, break
Break
Jack, The Ripper
Mad Psyentist
Five Pillars EP
Zoë of Co.Z
credits
from The Five Pillars EP,
released March 26, 2013
Concept: J.Horkings
Lyrics: J.Horkings
Vocals: J.Horkings, Z.Chao
Instrumentation: K.Blanchette, J.Hosek
Mixing: K.Blanchette
Mastering: K.Blanchette
Note: Features additional bass devised and performed by Justin "Jazz" Hosek. Additional vocals by Zoë of Co.Z
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