Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Feet Deep

There's far too many of you

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

Why'd he have to die is the that we're under
But everyone knows that a different number
So when time comes, just remember G
always 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 clubs and drinkin'

Never out on a hood fight
'Cause everyday 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 much we can do
Except pour brew the crew
To make sure we all you
And me it hurts
To see the boy you bread with six feet in the dirt, dirt

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

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

Another killin' was on the evenin' news
brother got killed behind a pair a shoes
In the midst of all this shit I about myself
when somebody's gonna try to take me off the shelf

But I to be another violent casualty
So when I'm rollin', I pack my pistol grip my knee
'Cause on the city streets today a brother jus' win

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

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

The that's deep inside of everybody grows
As they approach to see the body before the close
The person standin' 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 choir sung the songs that make us
And durin' all the singing I broke myself
When I looked and seen the family that my partner

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

The director his words and there was not a sound
As lower my little partner [Incomprehensible] inside the ground
Everybody their flowers on the coffin top
And they work alone with the concrete block and that's deep

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

A homies die, a lotta mothers cry
I watch tears 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 'em nothin' was a player, had ta have it
Got caught up in the now ma boy's in the casket
And everybody's lookin' for else to blame
Ashamed to let his know that he was in a gang

We used to kick it on the Ave at
Comin' up tryin' to have the things in life
But now my boys gone, I he was at home
I wish he wouldn't a fell victim to the clone

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

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