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Think fast


by Crazy Town. Buy album CD: The Gift Of Game


(Seth Binzer, Bret mazur, Doug Miller, Rust Epique, Percy Washington, Torshawn Roland)

You know that bitch baby he's talking shit about our clique but he don't crazy
You see the writing on my dick
You know that trick,Tracy
Yeah, she's making me sick living that life
We used to do the same shit, shit gets drastic
Some kids need help some need there ass kicked
And some would never learn to earn their own way living of their daddy had he not been rich
They'd be broker than a joke and forced to switch
You gotta change your tune or change your pitch
Because life ain't easy man
Life's a bitch, shit is harder than hard about as hard can get
Keep on going where you're headed you's alive to regret it
Yes it hurts to face the truth and realize that the worlds got your neck in a noose if things ain't like they ought to be
You've got to think fast the aftermath of your actions whiplash.

I know you all tired of these wannabe thugs claiming the real be running, grabbing the steel
Thinking they're going to peel
My niggas cap roaming the streets with black hats
Chrome straps sipping on brew
Ready to react of any nigga they see that nigga could be me
Capital I.C.E. got a muther fucking .357 to put eleven holes in their chest
Thinking they could test a real riderfrom the west

I roll flossin' me and my girlfriend nina ross and the ghettos' been good to me
But you've got to take precautions
Brothers get what they least expect it or neglect it
You'll never catch the dirty in the streets without protection
Nowadays you got to pull shit
Haters on some bullshit jumpin' out of Cadillacs and low lows with a full clip
If your tool spits
Shake the spot or get your duck on
Cause if you press your luck on
Stupid is what you're stuck on.

That girl shelia got a daugter
She be clubbing every night
Sheila had her daughter young still that just ain't right
Plus she rides the white horse
She used to ride my pony
If I hit it now, I'd break it
'Cause Sheila's just too bony.

Smoking speed released the lions
I'm not lying I'm not sober
I'm still trying
Hiding the truth
With substitutes a hundred proof
A fuck up, face it
One of L.A.'s wasted youth
Label me as an enemy of the lost star
My family's not too happy with the trouble that I've caused
See we be breaking the law
Smoking on non-menthols thinking fast so I'm ready for any all out brawls
And ya.
Brothers get your hustle on
Ballers and get your shit tight
House parties get shot up
And turned up before midnight
Drive-bys and fistfights
Zig zag and crack pipes
There's a fifty fifty chance
That tonight will be your last night.



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Album: The Gift Of Game (1999) Lyrics
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  1. Doing That Scrapyard Thing (From Goodbye)
  2. Dreaming By Jack Bruce
  3. Falstaff Beer
  4. I'm So Glad
  5. Mother's Lament
  6. N. S. U.
  7. Pressed Rat And Warthog
  8. Rollin' And Tumblin'
  9. Steppin' Out
  10. Swalabr
  11. Tale Of Brave Ulysses
  12. Train Time
  13. You Make Me Feel
  14. Intro
  15. Toxic
  16. Think fast
  17. Darkside
  18. Black cloud
  19. Butterfly
  20. Only when i'm drunk
  21. Hollywood babylon
  22. Face the music
  23. Lollipop porn
  24. Revolving door
  25. Players (only love you when they're playing)
  26. B-Boy 2000
  27. Outro

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