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 thier ass kicked
And some will never learn
To earn thier own way
Living off thier daddy
Had he not been rich,
They'd be broker than a joke
And forced to switch
You've 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 your headed
You's alive to regret it
Yes it hurts, to face the truth
And realise 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 or whiplash.

Think fast

I know you all tired of these
Wanna-be thugs claiming they real
Be running, grabbing thier steel
Thinking they're going to peel
My niggas cap
Romaing the streets with black hats,
Chrome straps, sipping on brew, ready to react
Off any nigga they see
That nigga could be me
Capitol I.C.E
Get a mother fucking .357
To put eleven holes in thier 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 got 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

Think fast

That girl Sheila got a daughter
She be clubbin' 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 boney

Smoking speed released the lions
I'm not lying, Im' not sober
I'm still trying, hiding the truth
With substitutes a hundred proof
A fuck up. Face it
One of LA's wasted youth
Label me, as an enemy of the law
The last star
My family' not too happy
With the trouble that I've caused
See, we 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 and 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 fifty-fifty chance
That tonight will be your last night.

Think fast


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    General CommentIt's about lazy white boys like me who live off their parents and never go out and earn anything for themselves. It's how you have to wake up to the real world someday and you have to think fast cuz if you're not prepared, it's gonna hit you hard.
    King Nothingon April 13, 2002   Link

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