Fiend (Rapper)
Fiend (Rapper) - Live Me Long songtekst
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All I follow is the Jones as I reminisce Reminisce take chance as I remember this I was fifteen anti fiend Never thought I'd make it to music as a dream All I had was Kevin and my momma Jackie The pen and pad and I have a papi Taught up from the world that you gots to be hard Shit New Orleans is the city I remember fightin over wars See long before you give me the charge I beat my cause I'm a nigga no more or less surrounded by flaws I'm all yours but understand my future thoughts a few My days could be navy blue, and I'm a believe in you See I'm TRU, because my niggas keep me goin as well Droppin tears cause I'm the only one alive to tell And if I'm goin to hell, at least my life is enriched By keepin family beside me, and they accepted me as click Chorus And I'm a soldier in the world live me long Cause I a got my hustle on and I done done wrong No one understands me, neither do my family That's why I believe in you, to see my ass through, my god x2 I entertains my brain with a cloud of smoke My brother been gone for five years, and this is how I cope I hope, wishing and praying that myself be next My girl die straight innocent but because of a ex Got me vex drinkin, totin my gun under the moon And no matter how many bullets, bring her back no time soon I'm tired of departing with killing, all of my dogs bleedin Bodies every other day, on Washington and ????? Oh lord, I'm even scary to open obituaries Gettin mail from cemetaries stating that I'm buried Pain varies, to tell the truth it all hurts the same If I don't to see some rain, cause life is a strange pain Bullets don't carry names, but me, it's like short Now here on life support, from not the right support I hold your quote like the killer, but lose a G A small fee for what that nigga did to a family Chorus x2 Shit, I'm a reminisce like this while I'm in a good state of mind Now I'll never low, truly knows in no greater time Down line, I've a lost some of my best partners Bullets pop us got em cause the rhyme, was it the coppers Now who is to blame, the hunted or the hunter Cope on his mind, much as I can and wonder Was my prayers to god injected or neglected Question the man if I can or respect it Serious, if just by my minutes, if us gone as begginers Split em, we piss on the ground, screamin bury me with em My lord, you never suffer newborn, I'll guard your daughter Killing in my city like there's something in the water Why bother? Because Fiend's strandin heads then I'm gone And a soldier gonna survive till it's time to go home Now notice I'm a survivor My feelings go out to the families of G Slim, and Miss Michelle Tyler Chorus x4