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