Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Feet Deep

There's far too of you dying

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Another killin' was reported on the evenin'
Somebody's got killed behind a pair a shoes
In the of all this shit I think about myself
Wonderin' when somebody's gonna try to take me off the

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

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

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

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

The whole entire family spoke on his
The choir sung the songs that us reminisce
And durin' all the singing I broke down
When I looked and seen the family that my partner

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

The said his words and there was not a sound
As they lower my little [Incomprehensible] inside the ground
dropped their flowers on the coffin top
And then they work alone with the concrete block and deep

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

A homies die, a lotta mothers cry
I watch tears fall from their eyes
Everybody wants to go to
But nobody wants to take the
They chose the music so they had to

tell 'em nothin' was a player, had ta have it
Got up in the game now ma boy's in the casket
And everybody's lookin' for else to blame
Ashamed to let his mother that he was in a gang

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

So when I drink a for you, I pour some on the block, son
You might be but you damn sure ain't forgotten
So on whenever or wherever
or alive real partners come together, and you know that

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