THE STREETS ARE CALLING

I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS TO BECOME OF YOU EVERY WAKING DAY IS SPENT OUT ON THE STREETS HARDLY EAT HARDLY SLEEP STRIVING HUSTLING FOR THAT LIL PIECE OF CHANGE I DON'T KNOW WHAT DRAWS YOU THE MONEY OR THE THRILL BUT EVERYTIME YOU SAY NO MORE.. THE STREETS ARE CALLING ITS LIKE ITS WHISPERING IN YOUR EAR CMON HERE AND YOU BECON ON IT EVERY CALL AREN'T YOU TIRED OF RUNNING FROM COPS OF BABYSITTING THE SAME OL BLOCKS SITTING IN JAIL WAITING FOR THE JUDGE TO OFFER YOUR BAIL HAVEN'T THE TIME SPENT WASTED TEACH YOU ANYTHING I GUESS NOT.. THE STREETS ARE CALLING ALMOST TIME TO WAKE GETTING READY FOR ANOTHER DAY NOTHING I SAY CAN CONVINCE YOU TO STAY SO SILENTLY I LET YOU STRAY AWAY PRAYING YOU'LL BE OUT OF HARMS WAY BECAUSE THE STREETS ARE CALLING...