Choices (Euro)

The G.O.D.’s
little gag is called free will
many men are extreme quick to overkill
grassy pains to a snowy hill
then tied to a mast
nothin to fast last
cheat and kill for the klu klux klan
they watch us pootbuts clash
we can’t all be Dame Dash
I witnessed niggas crashed
a victim of the peer press
experimentation unsupervised and careless
Once was Superman and fearless
until the cryptonite
life was sure pure bliss
if you not ready
ignore the voices
avoid the Jedi mind tricks use the forces
learn to excise your choices.

(Chorus)
( it’s not for everyone I must say, even though it
may
seem that way; don’t let us lead you astray you have
choices choices,
don’t let me steer you wrong, please listen to my
song, hope you can sing along,
it’s called choices choices)My parents they made me choose
weather I wanted to hit the buda
or stay in babyshoes
man, I wanted to produce for those crazy dudes
on the pharcyde of the nation
my moms lack the patience
she couldn’t under stand my fascination
my frustration channeling to how my days spent
in my basement making those beats
my winter class got cut cause
I’m making that heat
although I didn’t make the grade
I think it’s safe to say
this real producer didn’t play charades
came to the crossroads
force to make the choices
years later moms ain’t raising her voice.
(chorus)
( it’s not for everyone I must say, even though it
may
seem that way; don’t let us lead you astray you have
choices choices,
don’t let me steer you wrong, please listen to my
song, hope you can sing along,
it’s called choices choices)
My main man grew up in a broken home
My ace
I had his back to the death just had to name the path
or
place
like blood brothers
we were family like sally Struthers
came to a point where I had to close those shutters
and change those numbers
switched from spring to summer
got caught in winter and old quick like a splinter
unstable peer pressure from this female
had ron, coke and speed flowing through his nasal
can’t count how many times I tried to throw on his
seatbelt
cared for his health but I’m not his pops
that’s how my man felt
his whole life I never seen him with a tool belt
he took 2 lives and now I see him in his jail cell
yeah uh-huh
Listen to the words of the song
doing what you think is right
is always better for you than what is wrong
some days I wakeup and I don’t know if I’m going
to make it at all
back up against the wall
Dosier behind the 8 ball in a tight spot
but I give it all I got
I know I ain’t gotta rob no bank
I smoke some dank and I think about it
these days brothers do anything for the floss
don’t think about it
going out at all cost
do anything for ice and for the 20” of ‘em
but I still love ‘em
MY NIGGASSSSSSS Z