[Talking]
%#@!, sometimes man, a ^!$$% be contemplating,
Yo, living in $#&@in' hell, ^!$$% die, might be better.


[Verse 1]
Walk through the shadow of death, my dick out pissing

Rebel, laughing at the devil, homicidal threats
Only if he knew, I wanna lie a coal, who the $#&@ wanna die old
On this miserable earth, forever, put me in dirt

It's better then living searchin treasure
That only brings atrocity, and treachery, baby mothers stressing me
Ain't no hope left in me

Live everyday like it's my last
Waitin' to meet my ^!$$%z that passed
At last I could meet Christ, ask him why the $#&@ you died on the cross

Here these stupid mother$#&@ers, they still lost
I'll ask Malcolm, see what it was like to fight for civil rights
And nights he thought he would die, what did he do

Did he grab his gun and a bust shot?
Get on my knees praise Big and go $#&@ with Pac
Find out did he really take 5 shots

Ask him, who shot ya, was it the Feds?
Couldn't of been Big Poppa, Brooklyn ^!$$%z ain't braille
Like that, ask Martin, why the $#&@ you ain't fight back


[Chorus (3X)]
If you had a choice,life or death

What would you choose

If you had a choice


[Verse 2]
Life ain't real its a dream we see tomorrow

Reality, %#@! that's pain and sorrow
Reality, disaster beat breaks,
A little girl up in the projects gettin raped

Reality's a ^!$$% gettin rock shot 41 times
And you askin why I run from one time
I don't even get justice,

^!$$% sometimes, no times, oh I'm bout to lose my mind
Reality's $#&@ed up, like a hard workin mother, losing her job
The battle of good and evil

Like the devil, ain't losing for god, we on lucifer's squad
Not knowing what the $#&@ it all mean
I can't even, get a can of sardines

^!$$%z driving bentley's, burning money, I'm yearnin money
Taking your %#@!, I'm earning money
Yet you call me a thief I call me a broke ^!$$% trying to eat

On this earth suffering, why its like that
Guess we the punished, blame Adam and Eve


[Chorus (3X)]
If you had a choice


[Verse 3]
Hold your latex, from nuns I take sex,
Play chess, with the devil from the sky

Like rain shells drop immune to this cold world's sorrow
Beyond shell shock, can't you tell pop, I need some help ox
See them meadow officers watchin' myself rot

Ice pick and cell blocks
Hope the 12 stop on the highway to hell, switchin lanes
^!$$%z that know, what I mean to suffer and struggle in the gutter

Slice birthday cakes with box cutters
I did not stutter, you heard me this is utter, reality
Observe me, on a journey puttin ^!$$%z on gurneys till I meet my maker

In the name of Amadou Diallo $#&@ Guiliani and Howard Seiffler

[Chorus (3X)]

If you had a choice