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Choices, life is about choices
Every day we hearing different voices
Some are quiet, some are boisterous
Separate the signal from the noises
Choices, life is about choices
Every day we hearing different voices
Some are quiet, some are boisterous
Separate the signal from the noises

From the back of mom's busted station wagon
My eyes spy d-boys on the block
Guarding it like sentinels as they pushed rock
On cracked streets with cracked glass to cracked peeps
Shattered systematically so solace souls seek
We turn the corner onto McAboy
Where Folks with pitchforks try to crack a boy
Teach gangster discipline 'til it's attaboy
Convert kids to hustlers, dealers, & gat-a-boys
One day a homeboy & I play football outside
Taking turns being QB, ready, set, hike
Tryna be Cunningham throwing with all our might
Warranted scrambles to the Moon when we can't take flight
As we're having fun, one teen starts trouble
Steals the ball, then threatens to burst our bubble
He laughs while we're frowning - we ask what he wants
He pulls out cash, shows his stash & jewels he flaunts
Our eyes get big; he drops a bomb nonchalantly
"Ayyo I want y'all to sell this crack for me!"
I stare at my patna; he stares back informatively
We're nine years old, suddenly Bama heat turns cold
I have visions of my future if I join the fold
Fast money, clothes, jail cells, shot by someone I sold
He gets mad, tosses the ball when we quickly say "No!"

Choices, life is about choices
Every day we hearing different voices
Some are quiet, some are boisterous
Separate the signal from the noises
Choices, life is about choices
Every day we hearing different voices
Some are quiet, some are boisterous
Separate the signal from the noises

First semester, senior year, Hoggard High
AP classes, hard exams, not bothered by
Distractions at home or school cuz I'm focused
My target - college; I'm locked & loaded
To hit bullseye I study hard for the grade
And stay away from the games people play
Filling applications & writing essays
For scholarships & acceptance - the best days
In Phys Ed this occasion we tossed the ball
Anxious for the World Series & playoffs
We're partnered up; next to me this kid Tank
No ambition, always suspended, & stank
As we're throwing he's talking trash - I oblige
Ole Nutty Professor nephew - I try to fry
He's saying some junk, but it don't apply
Through all this we're still letting the balls fly
He's still talking; I laugh, pay him no mind
He throws a rock as I respond in kind
I'm blindsided, *BAM!*, it busts up my lip
He sees I'm mad, the coward tries to dip
Ready to make him my punching bag, so I chase
Determined to break his face & catch a case
But I realize I'd lose it all; I absorbed it
We squash it; my lips busted for senior portraits

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