Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Long, artist - Rittz.
Date of issue: 28.09.2017
Song language: English
So Long |
We gather here today to pay our last respects amid a sad but fond farewell |
We are also here in our own way to honor and celebrate your life |
When I first met you, it was back in '95 |
When I used to battle other rappers at the football game |
In the crowd you would always stand out |
8th grader big as hell but you ain’t' never look your age |
In 9th grade you were killin seniors on the field |
People talkin' bout the records that they watch you break |
Popular as hell, everbody knew Charles |
Bondin with you on the night we slap boxed and blazed |
We was up in Breckeridge Crest we were just kids |
Smokin blunts in front of your apartment place |
You introduced me to my best friend who was your best friend |
I remember when he called that day |
He told me that they shot you in the back you was winnin in a fight |
And ever since it ain’t been quite the same |
So much personality and talent why they had to take your life away |
I’m screamin hold on |
I’m screaming hold on |
Here one day and the next they gone |
But they way too young to have to tell 'em so long |
So long |
Have to tell 'em so long |
You was a new kid at school from New Jersey |
Used to rock the Timbaland boots with the camo suit |
Used to go inside the kids' pockets in the parking lot before school |
They were scared of you |
Me and you were cool |
We had mutual friends bumpin' DJ Clue up in RJ’s crib |
You had a reputation for playing no games |
Hitting licks and making people take off all they shit |
As time went on, you became a good friend, let your guard down |
We would smoke and talk 'bout rap |
When Slick was in jail you would check up on me |
Told me call you if I had a problem 'cause you got my back |
When I was outta work, selling herb, you would front me QP’s |
Chill and listen to the verse I dropped |
Me and you was laughing saying it’s ironic that my mama was your nurse when you |
first got shot |
In your shoulder but you took it like a soldier |
Had somebody watching over you for you to take a shotgun blast |
We were growing older I was broke and always working |
All the homies in the circle sort of lost contact |
Until the person came into my job |
I thought I overheard him saying that somebody murdered One-Arm Black |
I ain’t believe it til my homie told me that you’re gone and you won’t come back |
I’m screaming hold on |
Here one day and the next they gone |
But they way too young to have to tell 'em so long |
So long |
Have to tell 'em so long |
It’s kinda hard for me to write |
I been missing you from the day |
That we moved back in Summer '88 |
When we come to visit you, we always wanna stay |
You would wake us up to a plate of scrambled eggs |
You taught me how to cook, taught us how to fish |
You and Dave hoping that the Steelers win the game |
We would all laugh |
We knew when they screwed up a play |
Cause you would start yelling at the screen |
Taught me to enjoy simple things |
It would mean the world |
Sitting on the porch with you when you feed the squirrels |
Whistle with the birds |
Full from the meal that you made us |
Chill, watch Vanna on the Wheel |
Come and spend Christmas with you every year |
Summers too, when I’m home wishing I was there |
Next to you and Ma-maw sitting in your chair |
I could never fit into the slippers that you wear |
Tell a joke here and there |
You ain’t really say much, giving your opinion or a comment |
You drove a tank in the second World War |
Was in combat, you ain’t ever brag about your time in |
You had open heart surgery when you were in your sixties |
Never thought you would see ninety |
Saw us go through phases, you would never judge us |
All you did was love us, blindly, when finally |
I had a day off right before a show in Pittsburgh |
I was happy I could spend it with you |
The rest of the family come and visit you a lot last five years |
I don’t really get to |
Mom said you were really sick too |
Had a big bruise on you 'cause you fell in the shower |
And now all you wanna talk about all the plans |
What Ma-maw s’posed to do without you |
Having trouble getting in and out your chair |
Noddin' out in the middle of a sentence while you’re talking |
I can tell that your frail and you fought death off for so long |
Now you finally feel exhausted |
Time to go, I don’t really wanna leave |
Said I love you Pat like it’s gonna be my last |
Five days later, I was told that you passed |
And you finally let go of your grasp |
Hold on |
Still we mourn can’t believe that you’re gone |
But your spirit lives on and on, through us for so long |
So long |
Have to tell 'em so long |