Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Feet Deep

There's far too many of you

June, 28 was the 38
the chest plate mommy dear's cryin' at the wake
And everybody's up in black suits
to pay their last respects to the black troop

Why'd he have to die is the that we're under
But knows that everyday's a different number
So when your comes, just remember G
You'll have a place in this world as a memory

Especially my who passed away back in '92
Best that all the boys in the hoods got love for you
Wherever we go, we be, we be thinkin'
Of how we hung in the smokin' and drinkin'

Never missin' out on a hood
everyday back in the hood we had a good fight
Everything is changed and are lookin' lonely
It's gonna be strange spendin' New eve without your homie

But ain't much we can do
Except pour brew throughout the
To sure we all remember you
And me it hurts
To see the boy you broke bread with six feet in the dirt,

far too many of you dying
There's far too many of you

homie got smoked but it's no surprise
Everybody's trippin' the boy was too young to die
A sad sight to see my homie his last breath
Everybody's trippin' 'cause they can't accept my death

killin' was reported on the evenin' news
Somebody's brother got killed a pair a shoes
In the midst of all shit I think about myself
Wonderin' when somebody's gonna try to me off the shelf

But I to be another violent casualty
So when I'm rollin', I pack my grip beside my knee
'Cause on the city streets today a brother can't win

When the you think are your friends
Really ain't your friends, uh and bush wick can't
When everybody aroun' me keeps fallin' six feet

There's far too of you dying
far too many of you dying

The pain that's deep inside of grows
As approach to see the body before the casket close
The standin' next to me has snapped the flip
Once I seen the closed I knew that that was it

The whole entire spoke on his defense
The sung the songs that make us reminisce
And durin' all the singing I down myself
When I looked and the family that my partner left

And then the choir into it's final song
Thinkin' to myself the is yet to come
Everyone was for the final flight
As we creeped along the on the burial sight

The director said his and there was not a sound
As they lower my little partner inside the ground
Everybody dropped flowers on the coffin top
And then they work alone with the concrete block and deep

There's far too many of you
There's far too of you dying

A homies die, a lotta mothers cry
I tears fall down from their eyes
Everybody wants to go to
But wants to take the chance
They the music so they had to dance

Couldn't tell 'em was a player, had ta have it
Got caught up in the game now ma in the casket
And everybody's lookin' for somebody to blame
Ashamed to let his know that he was in a gang

We used to kick it on the Ave at
up tryin' to have the finer things in life
But now my gone, I wish he was at home
I wish he wouldn't a never victim to the clone

So when I drink a brew for you, I pour on the block, son
You might be gone but you damn ain't forgotten
So on remember or wherever
Dead or alive real partners come together, and you that

far too many of you dying
There's far too of you dying