Think Twice - Lyrics - Basket Case

(Mikey Styles) Yeah, as we in here. Sight some swishes, sight some dutches. You know what I'm saying. We about to start this. Hw we do. Making music like Alanis. In this rap (CHORUS: ?? & Mikey Styles) Son you lost Ghetto celebrity Think twice Act right before you pay the price Son you lost Ghetto celebrity Think twice Act right before you pay the price Son you lost Ghetto celebrity Think twice Act right before you pay the price (Mikey Styles) I got some rap things to get into Slice you like a Ginsu Your fake fronts all busted up like supposed to Next on your menu ghetto celeb crew, yeah The lifted ones, the crazy ones, the *** ones The get down and get busy all over you son I rock fat jewels, scoobie doo plus FUBU's Represent my click well, straight MTL The ambassador, puffing cigars like Fidel L's after L's got me lifted like your wind blown I lick shots, blows like stones >From stainless growth, you should have stayed at home I think I need some bad guys to point the finger I'm trying to reach ya through your sound speaker Politicing about the lifestyles of entertainer Sleeping Mikey is a problem nowadays Say word, like a fortune teller, for reala (CHORUS) (Mikey Styles) I rock some Timbs straight G, camaflague army ?????? {missed the whole line} You fear Mikey like a street ambassador (say word) ????? {missed the line again} Drink some *** mixed with weed About to feel the dizzyness, dizzyness By hearing fake player Politicing in this rap, you must of heard of Represent on the love, love Spitting better Licking mad shots from the Yukon truck To all you fronting crews, whatever I tear gun smoke up, you like asthma And you try to come around the back Ah, heard you're out of luck Your rhyme styles suck Because you got stuck by the rhymes you thought Should have thought about that Now where you at? Sipping on Monyak(sp?) and I grab my balzak (CHORUS) (Mikey Styles) Next on you menu, ghetto celeb crew Yeah, the lifted ones, the crazy ones, the *** ones The get down, get busy all over you son I rock fat jewels, scoobie doos, plus FUBU's Represent my click well, straight MTL The ambassador, puffing cigars like Fidel L's after L's got me lifted like your wind's blown I lick a shot, blows up like stone ??? this homies should have just stayed at home I think you need some bad guys to point the finger We're trying to reach ya through your speaker Politicing about the lifestyles of entertainers Sleeping Mikey is a problem nowadays Say what. What