Nick Buglione (Dey Bishop) - Looking For [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
The genesis of exodus, a chemist with the penmanship
No prejudice, a menace, even Pegasus is a nemesis
This for the kid on the bus with broken beats
Spoke from me, a broken plea to benefit the benevolent
A sedative for your dome, absorb and play it
In a city known for shitty poems and glorification
Cause, dude, don't act soft
Invest in a vest, it'd be best to thug, but really a quest for love is the root of our black thoughts
See, dad taught; the sourest fruit grew from flowers and roots of power
But power can devour your crew, in an hour or two
You'll be cowered in a shower over powder and shoes
Cause, believe me, look outside you can't ignore
Everyone's on base, four more to the scoreboard
The death toll so large but so low key
Climb on top of the pile, I bet you can see Asgard
Homie, cope with me, you ain't gotta learn shit
I'm just tryna burn this, homie, just smoke with me
We'll roast quickly, roll slow motion through cold cities
Another east coast rapper dead, it's no biggie

[Hook 1]
So homie what you looking for?
Every person has purpose so what you looking for?
We can only have so much time
We fucked around and got lost in our minds, can we make it home?
So homie what you looking for?
Every person has purpose so what you looking for?
I can only have so much time
I fucked around and got lost in my mind

[Verse 2]
Listening to Outkast on my cd player
My cousin noticed, said he'd see me later
He brought me over some tapes, said 'Yo, Nicky
Play these, they crazy, I don't know if you'll like the Jay-Z but you might dig the flavor'
After that, Eminem and Illmatic
I put them in my closet, believe me, I still have it
One time when you came over with your girl before
We was singing the chorus, the world is yours
The world is yours, young blood, its what the music had taught me
Up north, thats rare, teens doing blues and doing hommies
Who were you to drive me solely to this art form
Through the dark storm kept my heart warm, you and you only
And homie, you died at nineteen, drunk driving misplanned
And now I'm nineteen, I finally understand
Was it supposed to be you?
Time passing, mind asking how I'm bout to fuck around and be older than you
I think over you, is why I'm writing this page
Truth is I wouldn't do this music without the sight of those tapes
Eyes glistening again
No joke, cuz, I'm the only one who gets choked up listening to Kim
Memories steady be dripping from the pen
Scrapbook thoughts lost from sipping on the hen
I dropped an EP, I wonder what you would say
Its been a minute since we kicked it, but we will one day, I know

[Hook 2]
So homie what you looking for
Every person has purpose so what you looking for
We can only have so much time
We fucked around and got lost in our minds, can we make it home?
So homie what you looking for
Every person has purpose so what you looking for
I can only have so much time
I fucked around and got lost in my mind, can I make it home?