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Gravediggaz - Six Feet Deep

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Killers Of Society - Six Feet Deep.mp3

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Geto boys - Six feet deep
Song: Geto boys - Six feet deep Album: Geto boys greatest hits 2002 (More) Song: Geto boys - Six feet deep Album: Geto boys greatest hits 2002 ------------------------------------ Lyrics: ------------------------------------ Six Feet Deep Geto Boys [There's far too many of you dying] June twenty-eight was the date thirty-eight till the chest plate mommy dear's cryin' at the wait, And everybody's dressed up in black suits, goin' to pay their last respects to the black troop, Why'd he have to die, Is the question that we're under, But everyone knows that everyday's a different number, So when your time comes, just remember G, you'll always have a place in this world as a memory, Especially my boys who passed away back in '92 best believe that all the boys in the hoods got love for you, Wherever we go, wherever we be, we be thinkin' of how we hung in the clubs smokin' and drinkin' Never missin' out on a hood fight, 'cause ever-ee-day back in the hood we had a good fight, Everything is changed and people-r-lookin lonely, it's gonna be strange spendin' New Year's Eve without your homie, But ain't much that we can do, except pour brew throughout the crew to make sure we all remember you, And believe me it hurts, to see the boy you broke bread with six feet in the dirt... dirt [There's far too many of you dying] [There's far too many of you dying] Another homie got smoked but it's no surprise, everybody's trippin cause the boy was to young to die, A sad sight to see my homie take his last breath, everybody's trippin cause they can't accept my homeys death, Another killin' was reported on the evenin' news, somebody's brother got killed behind a pair a shoes, In the midst of all this shit I think about my self, wonderin' when somebody's gonna try to take me off the shelf, But I refuse to be another violent casualty, so when I'm rollin' I pack my pistol grip beside my knee, Cause on the city streets today a brother jus' can't win, when the people you think are your friends really ain't your friends Uh And Bushwick can't sleep, when everybody aroun' me keeps fallin' six feet deep [There's far too many of you dying] [There's far too many of you dying] The pain that's deep inside of everybody grows, as they approach to see the body before the casket close, The person standin' nex' to me has snapped the flip, once I seen the casket closed I knew that that was it, The whole entire family spoke on his defence, the choir sung the songs that make us reminisce, And durin' all the singing I broke down myself, when I looked and seen the family that my partner lef' And then the choir broke into its final song, thinkin' to myself the worst is yet to come, Everyone was headed for the final flight, as we creeped along the gravel on the burial sight, The director said his words and there was not a sound as they lower my little partnerto inside the ground Everybody dropped their flowers on the coffin top, and then they work alone with the concrete block and that's deep [There's far too many of you dying] [There's far too many of you dying] Alotta homies die, Alotta mothers cry, I watch tears fall down from there eyes Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to take the chance, they chose the music so they had to dance, Couldn't tell 'im nothin' was a player, had ta have it, got caught up in the game now ma boy's in the casket, And everybody's lookin' for somebody else to blame, ashamed to let his mother know that he was in a gang, We used to kick it on the ave at night, comin' up tryin' to have the finer things in life, But now my boys gone, I wish he was at home, I wish he wouldn't a never fell victim to the clone, So when I drink a brew for you I pour some on the block son, you might be gone but you damn sure ain't forgotten, So on remember whenever or wherever, dead or alive real partners come together and you know that. [There's far too many of you dying] [There's far too many of you dying] oooh (Less)