Choice (Verse 1) Yo, check the flow, here we go, listen close, I'm the maestro, orchestrating highs and lows. From the depths of the streets to the heights of fame, I spit flames, leaving rivals tamed. Born in the struggle, raised in the hustle, Every obstacle faced, I never buckle. With rhymes sharp like a double-edged sword, I carve my path, my legacy assured. (Chorus) In the rhythm of the beat, I find my voice, Every lyric I spit, I'm making my choice. With passion and drive, I break the mold, In this rap game, I'm destined to hold. (Verse 2) From the concrete jungle to the studio booth, I drop truth, undeniable proof. My words penetrate like a bullet to the mind, Leaving listeners mesmerized, transcending time. I paint pictures with syllables, a verbal artist, Every verse a masterpiece, leaving a lasting harvest. With every breath, I breathe life into the mic, Elevating minds, igniting the fight. (Chorus) In the rhythm of the beat, I find my voice, Every lyric I spit, I'm making my choice. With passion and drive, I break the mold, In this rap game, I'm destined to hold. (Bridge) I hustle hard, grindin' day and night, Through the struggles and strife, I shine bright. With determination as my guiding force, I conquer obstacles, stay on course. (Chorus) In the rhythm of the beat, I find my voice, Every lyric I spit, I'm making my choice. With passion and drive, I break the mold, In this rap game, I'm destined to hold.