Testo Lost Love - Scholito
Testo della canzone Lost Love (Scholito), tratta dall'album New God MC, Vol. 2
Uh, dear dad, I wonder if I ever came to your mind
When you was locking in your cell, when you was doing your time
We was living in Kentucky, just me and my mom
Lack of commitment to your family, but committed to crime
Every year I made honor roll, your son is a genius
To be the total opposite of under achievers
I made ninth grade varsity, I couldn't believe it
And all I ever wanted was my father to see it, damn
Looking at a man as he played with his son
Something I never had, I'm envious of
I'm glad I had a older brother that gave me the game
But it's only so much you can do when you live in a cage
'Cause he was given life at a early age
God make it rain on me, forty nights, forty days
Holding back the tears, gotta face your fears
Made me put my hands on you, I ain't wanna take it there
I wonder if he died, would I even cry?
Looking in my eyes, knowing he could read my mind
Still dealing with the pain inside
If you a deadbeat, that should be a heinous crime
I'm just tryna give my kids what I never had
This is for the ones that neglected us
Wanna give my future kids what I never had
And be the father that you never was
Never got to see my dad sit at the head of the table
I'm learning how to cope with the feeling of hatred
You my pop and I be feeling like we ain't related
When I think about it, we never shared a occasion
Never taught me how to fish or how to ride a bike
You was missing, it was you I wanted all my life
Kinda people out of money, so you live in fear
Talking to my momma like, "You got that nigga living there?"
'Member that day I tried to stab him with your kitchenware?
Pointing with my hands all in his face, nigga, listen here
Don't you ever put your hands on my momma
'Fore you came back in the picture, we ain't have all this drama
I ain't wanna take it there, I just had to remind you
Two options, fall for anything or stand on your honor
Shit, I'ma be alright, don't worry 'bout what I'm doing now
I pray to be the best father for my unborn child
I wonder if he died, would I even cry?
Looking in my eyes, knowing he could read my mind
Still dealing with the pain inside
If you a deadbeat, that should be a heinous crime
I'm just tryna give my kids what I never had
This is for the ones that neglected us
Wanna give my future kids what I never had
And be the father that you never was
All the pain and the strife made me shed a tear
Kept it pushing throughout my life as if I never cared
I kept my feelings bottled as a minor
Men should raise men, every boy need his father
We never camped, you never taught me how to make a fire
I taught my own self how to change a tire
Broken promises, you became a liar
But that just made me stronger, that just made me wiser, mm
I used to think I was the only one
Until I met friends, that was reassuring
We talked about our similarities
When a nigga can relate, it make it seem normal
When your psyche been exposed by a deadbeat
It's hard to get it out your system like red meat
Tables turning, got me looking at a better view
Every time I opened up the door, it was never you
I wonder if he died, would I even cry?
Looking in my eyes, knowing he could read my mind
Still dealing with the pain inside
If you a deadbeat, that should be a heinous crime
I'm just tryna give my kids what I never had
This is for the ones that neglected us
Wanna give my future kids what I never had
And be the father that you never was
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Writer(s): Khalil Wilson, Richard Islam Crawford
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