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by the fear machine

As we are at the cusp of a new dark age
Can we be saved?
Will our collective rage be remembered
As being enough to make change

cigar
Everything gara
Brain in my head
Ice on my neck
Blood in my vein
Money in the bank
Songs on my lips
Nicotine in my blood
A sinner by choice
Man

make embracing every chance

Happiness is not by chance it's by choice
In the laughter of our friends in the warmth of a voice
It's not found in

Beauty unadorned
I know
What I've ignored
And now I've ignited my sight
Smothered by doubt and chased by time
Make a choice your life is on the line

and my homies in that dark void
Couldn't get out cuz we had no choice
Now we're forced to make loud noises, hey hey (Who's there)
Me and my homies in that

line I swear

She no get choice say she go like me by force
Say she go vibe me on top
Say anything I want she go gimmi by force
She no get shame say na

eating good soul poisoned can’t lie im influenced by the voices stay high to get away from the noises 
Tryna teach myself to make better choices flesh

that's my only true rule
This ice on my neck got me feeling so cool
My bro told everything will be alright
Just make those good choices put up a true fight

because
We don't just make choices, our choices make us
And sometimes there's things that we can't change
Everything we do has a consequence
And all

by my bed, nahi toh nahi
Only if Struggle for that bread, nahi toh nahi, nahi toh nahi
Only if Beef with my past, nahi toh nahi
Only if Pride in

addicted to they own damn voice
Too much noise, yeah, too much noise
Numb to it all like we don't have a choice
Too much noise, yeah, too much noise
Bitches

there's no food up on my plate/ 
Never slowing down my pace , always make it  haste / 
Working 8 To late dont expect you to relate/ 
To the choices ive made

What'cha Wanna Do

Mia X

Mama Drama

1998

Sometimes, I feel we in a race, tryin' to make it to the door
Is it that I bore you, is it someone else again?
Should we put this to an end, and maybe start

bitch congratulate

We tackle limits but we have a choice, keep your attention hidden from the noise
They make us feel like we don't have a voice, I

Whatever I can do, be the
Best at whatever I do
I need to make America grеat like
It once was i want
To have еverything that I ever
Wanted i never thought

Haunted by all the fake fuckin noise 
Looks you just bein played like toy cause 
You dont understand every moment theirs choice 
Every moment theirs choice

to get out this pickle
Seems to me I'm surrounded
By a bunch of dimes and nickels
Muthafucka Jones
Man I really tried to make a team
Gullible for

as if being controlled
If we can't make a choice, living on rails
What's the purpose of life if it's merely recorded

I take some solace in the part that

wrong choices and praying we make it home 
Look
Late nights for me sitting by my lone 
Thinking to my self I had to get up in my zone 
Running with them

It's My Time

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

limit soldier
Y'all ain't ready, get motherfuckin' ready, and hit 'em up mia

[mia x]
Open it up, make way for a bitch that's down
Stand aground and move

funded by the suburbs
Fallen city we need to hoist this
Girl you got a big top
Like a clown take a stroll downtown
Make em clap like the crowd
But

choices are restricted in these modern times
I struggled as a youth; almost fell behind
A statistic in the system was my frame of mind
Will I lead a simple

Lifes' a race, I'm just hittin' my checkpoints
I bring you the value like it's grocery Best Choice
I know where I'm headed like I'm part of a neck

The sky is painting us a sunset
while the shadow of our summer
is passing us by

and in its parting rays, i feel my arms
losing their grip around