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