Today I sat there watching many people passing by
Asking myself why we live a lie and we die
They say girls from the hood love you when you make money
But even boys from the hood make money to get a honey
That is not a big concern, the question is do you protect yourself?
Do you know how to put a rubber before you're getting in?
I see people die many blame time, but is because of pure satisfaction and ignorance
CHORUS:
Choice, do you have it?
Choice, do you know how to use it?
Choice, do you have it?
Don’t let what you do hurt you or anyone
Choice, do you have it?
Choice, do you know how to use it?
Choice, do you have it?
Don’t be a fool, love your life, play safe sex
They call it Trust, Lovers Plus, Durex and all that
We’ve got too many choices to live but we let death
It’s too sad to see youth engaging into sex due to abuse of booze
The chances are you might not even use it properly
You might not even feel it if it breaks internally
She says she loves it without a rubber, damn this lady
Every time I hear that, I’m telling you I lose energy
She turns me off
CHORUS
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