Streets of uptown

Drank in a pub on a saturday night
Me and the boys were feelin` alright
Then we walked the streets feelin` loads of pride
Proud with our roots and our way of lives...
Then stood some geezers tried to steal the night
Stared at us, tried to pick a fight
Me and the boys were waiting for the start
As we prepared for an aggro, oh! what a night....

That`s the story of how our lives go
We have been treated like a bunch of snucked up fools
Scorned by many, understood by few
There`s not much things left for us to do
Don`t wanna go back to dark days of mine
Where i`ve gone too far, i could`ve killed someone
But i don`t wanna sit down behaving like a cunt
While watching my mates doing the best they can
In the streets of uptown
Streets op uptown
It is our ups and our downs.....
And it goes around and around....
In the streets of uptown
Streets of uptown
It is our laugh and our tears
And it will last for years......




not unreasonable; not a permanent soulmate.
you feel stuckup, i'm on the double.
i've tried many ways to compromise with you.
not the best yet, maybe.
but i'm willing to, if you're ready to ''let go''/''forgive'' me and yourself.
life's too short for us to get angry over with or chase after vengence.
i know you've a clear conscience on what is revolving around,
slow down your pace, we could sort things out, step by step.
i know you would tell me that you are still busy mending broken pieces in life,so am i, and everyone else.
not just you, you're not alone.
shall not force,
shall not scold,
shall not beat,
shall not declare,
shall not curse,
shall not hate.there's no right or wrong but i admit i'm a bad person:(