Crazy Town — Think Fast

[Verse 1: Bret "Epic" Mazur, Shifty Shellshock, both] You know that bitch baby (He's talking shit about our clique) But he don't know crazy (you see the writing on my dick) You know that trick, Tracey (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 their ass kicked And some will never learn to earn their own way Living off their daddy had he not been rich They'd be broker than a joke and forced to switch You've got to 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 world's 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 [Chorus: Epic and Shifty] Think fast! [Verse 2: Dirty Unit] I know you all tired of these wannabe thugs claiming they real Be running, grabbing their steel, thinking they're going to peel Somebody's caps, roaming the streets with black hats Chrome straps, sipping on brew, ready to react Off any nigga they see, that nigga could be me Capital I-C-E, got a motherfuckin' .3- 57 to put eleven holes in their chest Thinking they could test a real rider from the west I roll flossin', me and my girlfriend Nina Ross and The ghetto's been good to me but you've got to take precautions Brothers get when 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 [Chorus: Epic and Shifty] Think fast! [Verse 3: Bret "Epic" Mazur] That girl Sheila got a daughter, 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! [Verse 4: Bret "Epic" Mazur, Shifty Shellshock, Dirty Unit] 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 law, 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 yo, brothers get your hustle on, ballers get your shit tight House parties get shot up and turned up before midnight Drive-bys and fistfights, zig-zags and crack pipes There's a 50/50 chance that tonight will be your last night [Chorus: Epic and Shifty] Think fast!