Choices Choices...

Same things bringing pain

Say I changed?

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you

Same things bringing pain

Say I changed?

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you

I got an exit I'm gone

I got an extra, why one?

I like the steps and I don't stress where I'm from, it's PDX, though

Sick from this shit that I breathe like it's asbestos

A prick maybe, get with the dream or baby let go

Ick, played me for chips, baby I'm done

So I told her stick a fork in it, don't play with the plug

I mean it's more than just a quarter or an eighth or a dub

It's the principles I penciled in they payin' in blood

But what if my art is nothing but what it does to me?

Well, it's drugs to me, good or bad I'm buzzing

Could've had the money but I'm running from it lusting

Could've had it one of many ways but I'm trusting

Blindly maybe, come and find me, save me

Other side of slaving daily, died faithfully

Like say we say it's not sacred?

Justify the phrasing, what defines and makes me

Same things bringing pain

Say I changed?

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you

Same things bringing pain

Say I changed?

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you lil' mama

I could say the same about you

I can't conceptualize my way out of problems

Weighed down by all the doubts your boy harbor

Choices, choices, paralyzing poison

Therein lies the lies and ego that you destroy then

We goin' with the flow the flow followed me back

Forefathers of rap, I'm so 'bout it I'm cracked

There's no talent for that

These Coke bottles I cash for four dollars a bag