Its cold as shit in this booth
And for those who choose to abuse
Hating on my team until they see we won't lose
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,
Blackberry and t phone
This path i choose to walk alone
I was alerting her just to reinsert in her
Do i choose fun now? or do i choose fun later?
And i snap like bob backlund in the booth
That's probably what you all will choose
Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,
Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos
Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose
Magazines who at times seem to misuse
And it feels like i gotta choose
Niggas couldn't fill my shoes
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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