Think fast - explicit album version Crazy Town
"Think Fast" by Crazy Town, released in 2002, is a #Rock song that explores themes of urgency, self-reflection, and the chaotic nature of life. Its lyrics convey a sense of immediacy and the struggle to navigate challenges. The track features dynamic guitar riffs and a blend of rap-rock elements, contributing to its energetic vibe. The song reflects the band's unique style within the nu-metal scene and has garnered attention for its catchy hooks and relatable themes.
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
I know you all tired of these
Wanna-be thugs claiming they real
Be running, grabbing their steel
Thinking they're going to peel
My niggas cap
Roaming 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
Got a mother fucking .357 To put eleven holes in their
Chest
Thinking they could test
A real rider from the west
I roll flossin'
Me and my girlfiend 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
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
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
I know you all tired of these
Wanna-be thugs claiming they real
Be running, grabbing their steel
Thinking they're going to peel
My niggas cap
Roaming 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
Got a mother fucking .357 To put eleven holes in their
Chest
Thinking they could test
A real rider from the west
I roll flossin'
Me and my girlfiend 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
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
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