I didn't choose the thug life yet I'm continually subjected to its whims
And I can never win
Because I don't want to win
I didn't choose the thug life yet I'm continually subjected to its whims
And I can never win
Because I don't want to win
When I was young a bunch of other boys surrounded me on bikes
So I tried to punch one of them but I felt bad halfway through
And ended up just pressing his face as he recoiled in weird annoyance
And later on I bought him food to say sorry
Throwing punches
Buying lunches
I get my kicks from doing bad things
As long as no one actually gets kicked
I didn't choose the thug life yet I'm continually subjected to its whims
And I can never win
Because I don't want to win
There was another boy at school called Chris Rose
Yeah, you, Chris Rose
Who called me a shite and a half
So what did I do?
I'll tell you
I tracked him down on Facebook to say I had over 2000 followers on Twitter
And that I was at worst only one fully formed shite
Throwing punches
Buying lunches
I get my kicks from doing bad things
As long as no one actually gets kicked
Provided I don't feel terrible afterwards
I didn't choose the thug life yet I'm continually subjected to its whims
And I can never win
Because I don't want to win
I didn't choose the thug life yet I'm continually subjected to its whims
And I can never win
Because I don't want to win