Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thief in the Night , by - Funky DL. Release date: 06.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thief in the Night |
| Life after Dennison, where do I begin? |
| A fresh start |
| So I’m focusing on where I’m going, not where I’ve been |
| I got my own apartment now, my ex helped me decorate |
| I put the carpet down, cream sofas, cream curtains |
| Spent a few thousand pounds over every expense |
| A little worried bout' stability and paying the rent |
| Because this music game is unstable, around that time my label |
| Was getting ready to increase the timetable of releases |
| Cos now I could record without the sound |
| Of my Step-Mother on the phone talking fucking loud |
| Messing up my recordings, now I’m waking every morning |
| No more Pops trying to call me and sending me to the store |
| Focused on what’s important cos I’m trying reach the next level |
| Let’s go and double this money, fuck it lets get treble |
| It’s coming up to 2006 and J Dilla’s still alive |
| I’m still taking these trips to Japan |
| And doing sold out shows for all the fans |
| Next I’m trying to get to Midem in Cannes and making plans |
| I’m a force to be reckoned with |
| Cos every second this beat-making-rhyme-slaying kid |
| Was infected with the passion for this hip-hop shit and making moves |
| With a total disregard for anyone who disapproves |
| The days of Dennison behind me |
| So now I ignite to walk this chapter of my life like a thief in the night |
| I’m no longer on the 5th floor |
| A different place, more space is what I wished for |
| I’m nocturnal, so you ain’t gone catch me in the light |
| And probably never see me coming like a thief in the night |
| Verse Two |
| I got this new found freedom, cos I’m out on my own |
| I’m writing more lyrics than ever, spit em' out on my phone |
| And making beats, ain’t got no time to stay in the streets |
| With many albums to complete, I’m trying to make em' in peace |
| But then the next thing I heard was that this kid was fucking murdered |
| In the lobby of my building, cos these dudes will take it further than words |
| And he was only fourteen, that’s when I noticed |
| That the place that I was living had some super high quotas of deprivation |
| Unemployment, mental health and drug abuse |
| Beggars on the corners, everyday they be some bug-a-boos |
| So I had to keep myself to myself |
| Cos stepping out my door could be enough to overwhelm |
| Still I gotta stay positive and keep a hold |
| Cos anything that is external is something I can’t control |
| I got a couple years until I’m reaching thirty years old |
| And I can change my situation if I stick to my goals |
| But low and behold, the music business took a turn for the worst |
| It’s like somebody took a knife and cut a whole in my purse |
| And now this vinyl ain’t selling like it used to sell |
| People downloading more and more for free, I’m losing sales |
| And now it’s 2008 and the world is in recession |
| So it’s harder to create these releases |
| But yo' I guess I gotta hold tight |
| And just plan my next move like a thief in the night, yo' |