Текст песни Fiend - Live Me Long
Fiend - Live Me Long слова песни
[Fiend]All I follow is the Jones as I reminisceReminisce take chance as I remember thisI was fifteen, anti fiendNever thought I`d make it to music as a dreamAll I had was Kevin and my momma JackieThe pen and pad, and I have a papiTaught up from the world, that you gots to be hardShit, New Orleans is the city, I remember fightin over warsSee, long before you give me the charge I beat my causeI`m a nigga no more or less surrounded by flawsI`m all yours but understand my future thoughts a fewMy days could be navy blue, and I`m a believe in youSee I`m TRU, because my niggas keep me goin as wellDroppin tears cause I`m the only one alive to tellAnd if I`m goin to hell, at least my life is enrichedBy keepin family beside me, and they accepted me as clickChorusAnd I`m a soldier in the world live me longCause I a got my hustle on and I done done wrongNo one understands me, neither do my familyThat`s why I believe in you, to see my ass through, my god x2I entertains my brain with a cloud of smokeMy brother been gone for five years, and this is how I copeI hope, wishing and praying that myself be nextMy girl die straight innocent but because of a exGot me vex drinkin, totin my gun under the moonAnd no matter how many bullets, bring her back no time soonI`m tired of departing with killing, all of my dogs bleedinBodies every other day, on Washington and ?????Oh lord, I`m even scary to open obituariesGettin mail from cemetaries stating that I`m buriedPain varies, to tell the truth it all hurts the sameIf I don`t to see some rain, cause life is a strange painBullets don`t carry names, but me, it`s like shortNow here on life support, from not the right supportI hold your quote like the killer, but lose a GA small fee for what that nigga did to a familyChorus x2Shit, I`m a reminisce like this while I`m in a good state of mindNow I`ll never low, truly knows in no greater timeDown line, I`ve a lost some of my best partnersBullets pop us got em cause the rhyme, was it the coppersNow who is to blame, the hunted or the hunterCope on his mind, much as I can and wonderWas my prayers to god injected or neglectedQuestion the man if I can or respect itSerious, if just by my minutes, if us gone as begginersSplit em, we piss on the ground, screamin bury me with emMy lord, you never suffer newborn, I`ll guard your daughterKilling in my city like there`s something in the waterWhy bother? Because Fiend`s strandin heads then I`m goneAnd a soldier gonna survive till it`s time to go homeNow notice I`m a survivorMy feelings go out to the families of G Slim, and Miss Michelle TylerChorus x4