Someone Like You
D.C Lyrics
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I'm looking lost like a puppy this is not what I do
I got some faith In my pocket hoping I will get you
But its a rare cold chance To get someone like you
I'm Going head over heels and Im simping for you
I'm looking lost like a puppy this is not what I do
I got some faith In my pocket hoping I will get you
But its a rare cold chance To get someone like you
Yeah, you have a pretty face, and that perfume just leaves a trace
Trial and error you gotta love it
The day I try with You might push a button
So it goes from happy to all a sudden
With a competition these dudes are butt-ins
Imma try to take that place, in your heart that empty space
Treat you right with Goodness grace, I swear to never give you space (Facts)
Imma hold You tight, she won't be mad Imma treat her right
Give her what she want without a fight She is the only person I like and that's why
Im Going head over heels and Im simping for you
Im looking lost like a puppy this is not what I do
I got some faith In my pocket hoping I will get you
But its a rare cold chance To get someone like you
Im Going head over heels and Im simping for you
Im looking lost like a puppy this is not what I do
I got some faith In my pocket hoping I will get you
But its a rare cold chance To get someone like you
Got to admit it you fine
Got that ass fat and you tight (Back it up)
Aint gonna say that I aint even gotta bitch
I just knew I needed you mine (Let's go)
I know at times Im a little reclusive
You a goddess girl exclusive
Whoever fumbled you is too foolish
It couldn't be me girl cause the truth is (truth is)
though it started off as a date
Never thought I would take you back to my place (No lie)
Have you pushing around my whip
Putting all these smiles upon your face
And I know before them niggas hurt you
And yes its true, I'm too, imperfect
Believe this verse and how its worded
Because the truth in my cursive
Is that for you I've been searching
You got me
Im Going head over heels and Im simping for you (For you, For you)
Im looking lost like a puppy this is not what I do
I got some faith In my pocket hoping I will get you
But its a rare cold chance To get someone like you
Im Going head over heels and Im simping for you (For you, For you)
Im looking lost like a puppy this is not what I do (Bark Bark wooo)
I got some faith In my pocket hoping I will get you
But its a rare cold chance To get someone like you
Someone like you
In "Someone Like You," D.C. takes a look at the unexpected consequences of fame, emphasizing the invasion of privacy and the difficulty of maintaining normalcy in everyday life. The opening lines describe a situation in which even eating in public can be a stressful and uncomfortable experience. D.C. then goes on to highlight some of the more extreme examples of celebrity life, such as being constantly approached by fans and having to deal with the expectations of the press. Despite this, D.C. appears to take it all in stride, rapping about it with humor and a sense of confidence. However, the underlying message is clear: famous people are still human beings who crave a sense of normalcy and privacy like everyone else.
As the song progresses, D.C. also touches on certain societal expectations that come with fame, particularly in the realm of politics. He seems to argue that these expectations are unreasonable and points out how they can even hurt one's career. Ultimately, the message of the song seems to be that while fame may bring wealth, attention, and notoriety, it can also come at a significant cost.
Line by Line Meaning
If I eat, a little kid, sticks his finger in my plate
Even when I am having my meal, my celebrity status does not allow me to eat in peace as a little kid feels free to stick their finger in my plate.
I be signing autographs, for three months straight
I'm so famous that I've been signing autographs for three months straight and unable to have some personal time.
I got jet-set women, who offer me favors
I have women of the elite class who offer me favors and are attracted to my celebrity lifestyle.
My face is a thousand lipstick flavors
My face has been smudged by the lipstick shades of a thousand women that I turn down every now and then.
Need a sip of lemonade, I'm a slave to my trade
My job as a musician makes me a slave to it even when I need a sip of lemonade, making it hard for me to have simple pleasures in my life.
From all these lights my complexion might fade
The bright lights surrounding me as a celebrity might alter my skin complexion and make me look different than how I really am.
Secretary overworked, by a money hungry jerk
My secretary is overworked as she has to manage my crazy life while dealing with a demanding and money-minded boss.
Got a letter, answer woman, won't you freak out on my shirt?
I received a letter from a fan and when I opened it, the ink spilt on my shirt, leaving a huge stain.
Your ears are clogged, your head as hard as a log
You are unable to understand me as you have a preconceived notion about me and refuse to listen to what I have to say.
My privacy robbed, let me do my job
My personal space has been invaded and I am unable to perform my duties properly.
You funny lookin' slob eatin' shiskabob
You are looking quite weird while eating shish kebabs and that is not helping me get in the zone to perform.
You're the reason why my eyes are on the doorknob
Your disturbing presence makes me want to leave and go somewhere peaceful.
I'm straining not complaining for a casual life
I am trying my best to not complain and just want a normal life, without all the drama and attention.
Something normal nuttin' formal three kids and a wife
I wish for something simple and normal, like having a family with three kids and a wife, without all the superficiality of the industry.
I'm dying from the spying that you're putting me through
The constant spying and invasion of privacy is suffocating me and making me feel like I am dying inside.
I perspire I'm on fire when I'm thinking of you
When I think about you and our relationship, I feel a sense of urgency and passion, which sometimes results in sweating and getting hot.
News reporters, invade my borders
Reporters and news outlets barge into my life and try to dig up dirt on me, invading my boundaries.
If I think it I will say it, you might have a recorder
I am open and honest about everything, so if I speak my mind, there is a chance that someone might record it and use it against me.
And then, uh oh, the nation's in upheaval
If something I say goes viral, it can create chaos and unrest in the nation, leading to problems.
Old dating always thinking at me evil
Old rumors about me still haunt me and people view me as negative, even when I am not doing anything wrong.
You're stepping on my heels, you're breathing down my neck
You are irritating me by constantly following me and not giving me space, making me feel uncomfortable.
I'm not Rodney Dangerfield, so give me respect
I might not be as famous or respected as Rodney Dangerfield, but I still deserve some respect and privacy.
What it all adds up to, is just one thing
The sum total of my life and experiences can be summed up in one simple thing.
Run-DMC is, the king of the swing
As a member of Run-DMC, I am considered as one of the best, the king of the swing.
And if you mess with us, you'll be a real short liver
If you try to pick a fight with me or Run-DMC, you will have a short life or a quick end.
You may be big but our bodyguard's bigger
Even if you are huge and powerful, our bodyguards are even bigger and stronger, and can take care of us.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: TERRI E. ROBINSON, CARL THOMPSON, SEAN COMBS, RASHAD SMITH, HAMILTON BOHANNON
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