Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Searching , by - Speech Debelle. Song from the album Speech Therapy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.05.2009
Record label: Big Dada
Song language: English
Searching |
| 2 a.m. in my hostel bed, my eyes them red, my belly ain’t fed |
| I got butter but I ain’t got bread and I’m smoking on my last cigarette |
| I ain’t got creds I can’t make calls, got no papers I got no jewels |
| Got debts up to my eyeballs who made these rules, it’s a catch 22 |
| Christmas soon come and I got no funds but what’s Christmas if you ain’t at mums |
| What I’m spose to do sit here and wait for this little JSA. |
| No blasted way |
| I’m a call G and get a food on conceit or use my giro and by a 16th |
| Now that’s small time but I got to make p’s, I’m so hungry man I just gotta eat |
| and 2 a certain degree |
| I’m intrigued by these streets, they say misery loves company and I’m so comfy |
| I could fall asleep but I can’t do that |
| I’m surrounded by cats, filthy cats sitting in steps with cat size rats |
| Yep it’s a fact I’m truly lost now, will I end up where I can’t be found |
| When life hits you with issues, Makes you wanna cry and wet tissues |
| Wondering who’s really with you, what you gonna do |
| When it gets a dramatic, and its over the top like bad acting |
| Sinking ship and you’re the captain, What you gonna do |
| All this abusing becoming amusing, the harsh reality becoming alluring |
| The life I’m choosing won’t stop moving and I’m refusing any kind of curing |
| Cause see right now this papers moving and to be honest this papers ruling |
| If God say’s it’s the demon I believe him, cause what I’m doing for him you |
| could call appalling |
| But there no such things as half way crook, so I pay cash and got my seat book |
| As i approach the peer i got no fear |
| Men women and especially gays |
| I’m getting more lost by the day, the deeper I go the harder to find my way |
| I know the blair witch I seen her yesterday, she collapsed naked on the bed |
| with a needle in her crotches |
| And the baby sniffles as he watches, but that ain’t nothing new |
| He’s always sniffling, always got a cold, yea that’s what crack’l do |
| Peek a boo, I seen you, doing what your people’s don’t know you do |
| But neither does mind and right now I’m not sure I mind cause right now I don’t |
| get my mind |
| When life hits you with issues, makes you wanna cry and wet tissues |
| Wondering who’s really with you, what you gonna do |
| When it gets all dramatic, and its over the top like bad acting |
| Sinking ship and you’re the captain, what you gonna do |
| What you gonna do when things |
| Get on top just like a swing |
| And you tired of arguing, saying the same things |
| What you gonna do when things |
| Get on top just like a swing |
| And you tired of arguing, saying the same things |
| Searching searching |
| I just been searching searching |