Papoose - You Made Your Choice lyrics

This is our bump in the road There's no where to go, no no You made your choice Place, BK, what's the occasion? Party around the wait You DJin, of course K-slate Your favorite day of the week, payday You f**in wit me hold on, ay ay She my sister like Brandy and Ray-J Whats the name of your clique, thug-a-thug-acation Thats not a gang, it's an organization How many awards u won, bout a deuce What's your name fool, Papoose, Pa Poose The industry ain't prepared for us They ask questions, ain't understandin us We be rappin over tracks that they scared to touch Came to my show, everybodies hands was up He was hidin in the basement, I was tearin it up Told Sn?? now I'm callin your bluff, "Hello" Whenever you call me, I'll be there Whenever you want me, I'll be there Whenever you need me, I'll be there I'll be around So I'm like Scarface, I'm sittin the the jaccuzi One hand on my dick, other hand on my uzi Shorty blockin the TV wit her booty Whatchin the 50 flick, them bootleggers sold me the movie I'll be givin the grand for cheap usely But tell em lil n***as gonna pawn their j**elry It's the cash, yall know what this is, throw me the stash The words that I spoke unto light show me the path Them other ghetto gave me a gun, told me to blast Learn to pa** master my mack ?? to flash It's the Nas ??, a dream, the dream of life I payed the price, spent through my nights, I need the light Cops hold the keys to your chains, and read your rights It's hard to get your mind to believe your life This struggle keep me feelin doom, hopin these clouds will clear the moon I heal the wounds, give my kids the silver spoon This is a our bump in the road There's no where to go, no no You made your choice Streets, we was entertainment, stay on the rise Old dogg behind me slay on my side We don't stop for nutin, we stay on the grind Every Wednesday, catch us on Shade 45 Every Thursday, catch us on live Hot 9 You can call me, my number 5-9 nevermind n***as say I'm light in the a**, I say whatever I weigh as much pounds as Floyd Mayweather Listen homie I hit the bag, let's get together I run these Mc's like I'm tougher than leather You really think your artist nice, he on the brink Of becomin the next n***a, he your weak link Put him next to me, if that's what you think I make him look like sh**, that n***a stink They havin battles with the Jackets??, I'm gonna creep Sayin yeah you better watch out for me with the mix, never call me Whenever you call me, I'll be there Whenever you want me, I'll be there Even if I have to call, I'll be there I'll be around