We chose the mob (intro)

As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster Shit … Where I grew up, everyone wanted to be a gangster But many are born male and not man Kids wanted to shoot guns and dress hood We wanted it to be impossible for us to walk in a room and for people to remain seated We chose to be feared over loved We chose to be envied rather than admired We chose three piece suits and Smith n Wessons over tech wear and uzis We chose the old school over the new school ways We chose freedom over safety We chose anger over sadness We chose war over compromise We chose to choose rather than to have to نه دیگه این واسه ما دل نمی‌شه We chose the mob