Correction Paroles Lost to the Streets par Talos

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Paroles

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 cramps 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 shot into the fins we thought nothin' of it
I saw some things that made me so desensitized
My moral compass broke and so I'm slinging till I die

Young man on the (corner)
I know that you'd left drowned in the water, ayy
Another day getting (colder)
And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ayy
Young man on the (corner)
I know that you'd left drowned in the water, ayy
Another day getting (colder)
And now these street stripes down and forgotten, ayy

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 momma 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

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 peaks that I won't group 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 Igo Brothers, that one that tests 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 division
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 runnin' 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 dependence 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

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