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Six Feet Deep - текст песни



Six Feet Deep


(There's far too many of you dying)




[Verse One: Scarface]




June twenty-eight was the date thirty-eight


till the chest plate mommy dear's cryin' at the wake


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)




[Verse Two: Bushwick Bill]




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)




[Verse Three: Scarface]




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 (Texts of songs )


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 partner 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)




[Verse Four: Big Mike]




Alotta homies die


Alotta mothers cry


I watch tears fall down from their 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)



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