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Lost to the Streets
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Kofi Stone
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Ooh, la, la la, la, la La, la, la, la, ooh (yeah, uh) La, la, la, la, la (yeah, yeah) Uh My days are numbered, my crimes are catching up to me My son is turning one and I ain't got no custody And honestly, yesterday I had a prophecy Things are getting hot, I can feel the feds are onto me I've done some bad things, but I had some good intentions I asked my lawyer "What you reckon? What you think I'm gettin'?" He told me "Twenty, probably ten with some good behaviour." Remember when we used to think that we would do it major? Way back when we was kids, used to wish that I was you I never knew my dad, I know that had a lot to do With self esteem issues I was such a troubled youth I chose the wrong path never shoulda followed through I wrote this in my room And I'm hoping when you find it and you read it you will feel it like the way I do I was unworthy till the streets adopted, I know my mother knew But see she never had the need to stop it 'Cause everything was going great when we was seeing profit When we was shotting to the fiends we thought nothin' of it I saw some things that made me so desensitized My moral compa** broke and so I'm slinging till I die Young man on the (corner) Another youth left drowning in water, ay ay Another day getting (colder) And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ay ay Young man on the (corner) Another youth left drowning in water, ay ay Another day getting (colder) And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ay ay I wish I took the path that you did, you had it figured out Even back when we were kids, you were the golden child It's like, everybody seemed to love you I never wanted you around 'cause I was jealous of you When we would rap you'd take the shine and that was hard to handle But now I see things from a different angle, uh I heard you graduated uni, bet your mom was proud I loved the food she used to cook whenever I was 'round Give your mom my love, she was my second mom I treasure those moments, felt like a second son And how's your sister doing? I bet she's growing up Remember when we used to joke we'd beat her boyfriend up? Those were the days, g, if I could go back There's so much that I'd change especially now I know my fate Hate myself for my mistakes, wish I never would've strayed Think I never would've strayed if my father would've stayed, who knows I know you got that music thing you're doing And I hope it goes to plan, from myself, I'll be rooting Just do me proud, man, I know you got potential I think about the times when we would rap on instrumentals I still got all them tapes, g, for me you're sentimental Tell my story to the world, don't you keep it confidential Hopefully this speak to all them boys that's on the road That's in the tug-of-war, I pray this story break the road Young man on the (corner) Another youth left drowning in water, ay ay Another day getting (colder) And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ay ay Young man on the (corner) Another youth left drowning in water, ay ay Another day getting (colder) And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ay ay I haven't spoke to God in ages, but I did last night I don't know if he could hear me but I'm glad that I tried It was my first night, locked up, sh*t was kinda weird I saw some peeps that I weren't cool with and that was what I feared The morning I arrived someone was hangin' from the ceiling That's when I got the message that this place was filled with demons The funny thing about the road is it might come to haunt you You thought that you had turned your back but somehow they had caught you 'Cause when you're out there making enemies, they won't forget you And if somehow you're in the same prison they will address you At any moment given these f**kers can't wait to get you Not to mention the big ego brothers that want to test you And that's exactly what happened, I met the opposition And I don't know how much longer I got a pot to p*ss in This is my exhibition My expedition only led me to my demolition I'm living testament that we ain't always got the vision I wish my father was around, I know won't would've listened But he had drug addiction, that contributed to my inhibitions, uh He left my mother on her own, that was a hard position My only wish is that if I never make it out alive and somehow The opposition gets the best of me And I become a just a memory 'cause of my felonies Right now it feels like half the pen has got it in for me If I fade into the dark, will you sing for me? You're my best friend, I need you just to do one thing for me Please don't let the cycle repeat Don't let my son just be another who was lost in the streets Young man on the (corner) Another youth left drowning in water, ay ay Another day getting (colder) And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ay ay Young man on the (corner) Another youth left drowning in water, ay ay Another day getting (colder) And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ay ay
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