Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Search , by - PhillieRelease date: 30.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Search |
| Cast out don’t ask about a man and his cash route |
| Especially if he have not my intricate plot |
| Raise money Some do it in terms of good |
| Others take money pounds and quarter keys of weight money |
| But forsake money? |
| behind the gate thunny |
| Cause out here is ugly There’s cake to replace companies |
| Yay to negate flunkies My reign in the games coming |
| Like Christ cause I feel that I’m one in the same dummies |
| My life? |
| No example. |
| Treat it like a raffle |
| Till my numbers called? |
| I’ll forever ball |
| Back against the wall, nails pierced my flesh |
| Yes. |
| Crucified, Set to rise I utilize |
| My vocab with street cred sharp as a double edge |
| Ignite like a bolt of lightning make moves with Wisemen |
| Keep it live Peace to Mike Tyson |
| Hate to see a champ when he beat I’m in rare form |
| You’ve been warned! |
| I belong to the streets |
| Phillion so complete I’m the illest around |
| Never get a swelled head So I’m fitting my crown |
| Never switched gimmicks and styles |
| Still getting down with the same click Since 86 |
| Regret none Won’t change shit it’s all basic |
| So on and so on the infamous |
| Life and times Strenuous Line for line |
| I’m unmatched Face the naked truth In the booth I’m super man |
| Sip the 80% proof Oops Did I lose you man |
| No clue of how I do this Sell your soul be a Judas |
| Now a slave to his own music |
| Gotta keep a level head Rarely do I lose it |
| Fuck pop when hip hop’s a whole movement |
| I searched far and wide past the upper decks |
| The slums and projects |
| High off the best weed and Hennessey |
| A moving target till they hit me |
| Make it harder for my enemies |
| Since 96 I’ve been climbing the fence |
| I, played on the squad yeah I’m stuck on the bench |
| I’m, losing my patience Still focused If not |
| Its Back to the basics Yeah Back to the spot |
| Yeah! |
| Back to the hustle To the grind and muscle |
| It’s where they want you Got goon itchin to touch you |
| It’s a struggle Still I keep keeping on |
| Peeping all you haters before they even lead us on |
| Don’t like me? |
| Try me I ride deep |
| Keep our minds clean while eyein the crime scene |
| Listen for sirens in an act for the paper chips |
| Motivation but my name ain’t Tip |
| I play the game slick Sorta maintain shit |
| Yo they like dude is real but never made hits |
| How could they say this? |
| Now it’s time to blaze shit |
| Now I got 'em saying it’s hard to pick a favorite |
| My name is Phillies My aim is simply |
| Simplified by who I came with, The Search, The Search |