paroles de chanson Searchin' (feat. Terisa Griffin) - Freddie Foxxx
(Feat.
Terisa
Griffin)
[Verse
1]
As
a
child
I
felt
lonely
and
helpless
Low
cash
from
a
neighborhood
wealthless
I'll
stick
a
wino,
and
rob
him
for
his
last
penny
Happy
days
around
my
way
we
didn't
find
many
Momma
said
that
I
was
outta
line
talkin
smack
Extension
cords
to
this
young
nigga's
black
back
A
juvenile,
thirteen,
now
I'm
locked
up
Scared
to
cry,
I
don't
wanna
get
fucked
up
Fifty
push
ups
a
strain
on
my
young
chest
I
paint
the
pictures
that
I
pose
for
a
sleeveless
I
see
my
momma
only
supervised
when
she
cry
She
said
my
baby
brother's
comin
he
aint
far
behind
Somebody
tell
me
how
I
ended
up
like
this
I
wait
for
God
to
give
me
strength,
I'ma
fight
this
I
refuse
to
bend
down
cuz
I'm
young
and
wild
Do
or
die
that's
this
young
nigga's
rough
style
They'll
never
find
me
CHORUS:
Searchin
to
find
me
[4X]
My
soul
will
be
free
before
they
find
me
[Verse
2]
I
hit
the
street
full
grown,
momma's
gone
now
Had
a
heart
attack
I'm
living
on
my
own
now
My
black
boots
and
my
state
green
all
I
own
And
a
burning
desire
for
a
microphone
I
see
my
little
man
Tiah
bless
me
wit
a
burner
Any
coincidence
I'm
feeling
like
Nat
Turner
Twenty
stick
ups
in
thirty
days
they
see
me
comin
Everybody
on
the
block
duck
and
start
runnin
A
old
lady
told
me
baby
boy
calm
down
But
like
in
Vietnam
war
I
got
to
bomb
now
My
cash
was
up
a
little
somethin,
somethin,
takin
shake
I
blasted
reddie
at
the
weedgate
and
took
his
papes
Cuz
I
done
came
a
long
way,
in
a
short
time
And
I'm
willing
to
die
tryin
to
get
mine
Alotta
niggas
think
I'm
cool
wit
'em,
guess
what
Them
niggas
in
for
a
shock
cuz
I'm
fucked
up
You'll
never
find
me
CHORUS
[Verse
3]
I
got
a
little
crew
now
I'm
selling
weight
White
mickeyed
out
Navigator,
tight
straight
I
got
the
butter
soft
seats
watch
a
video
Stag
a
lee,
everybody
in
the
city
knows
I
make
my
rounds
and
I'm
checkin
how
my
work's
moving
Shit
is
picking
up
nice,
life
is
improving
I
got
the
baddest
bird
in
Brooklyn,
she
six
months
She
keep
a
eye
on
my
whole
house,
my
youngsters
I
got
my
honey
on
the
side
she
don't
know
about
I'm
on
my
way
to
see
her
now,
I'm
a
blow
her
out
I
pull
up
to
see
her
standing
in
the
door
waiting
Shorty
fine
like
a
porn
star
masturbating
She
said,
"Daddy
are
you
hungry,
would
you
like
to
eat
Would
you
let
me
rub
your
back,
can
I
kiss
your
feet"
I
told
her,
"Baby
make
the
bed
cuz
I
need
rest"
She
sucked
me
down
until
I
fell
asleep,
God
bless
I
see
my
momma
with
my
eyes
closed,
kinda
strange
Time
to
wake
up
and
touch
something,
outta
range
White
clouds
with
the
softness
I
hear
the
music
What
the
hell
is
going
on
here
I'm
'bout
to
lose
it
Momma
why
you
talking
to
me
like
you
right
here
She
said,
"Son
you
outta
focus
now,
come
clear"
She
said,
"Your
life'll
be
a
milestone
for
everyone
Because
your
layin
in
the
bed
that
you
made
son"
Look
how
they
found
me
CHORUS
1 Live @ the Roxy 2000
2 24 Hrs
3 Tell 'em I'm Here
4 Bambaataa & Bumpy Talk Industry
5 Inside Your Head
6 Who Knows Why?
7 Searchin' (feat. Terisa Griffin)
8 Never Bow Down
9 Industry Shakedown
10 MC's Come & MC's Go
11 Bumpy Bring It Home (feat. M.O.P.)
12 Live in Tokyo With DJ Rukas
13 Bumpy Knuckles Baby
14 R.N.S.
15 Stock in the Game
16 Intelligent Thug-Bumpy's Theory
17 Feel Like I Been Here
18 The Mastas (feat. M.O.P.)
19 Part of My Life
20 Live @ the Roxy - 2000 Outro
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