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 black
Goin' to pay their last respects to the black

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
You'll always a place in this world 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 hung in the smokin' and drinkin'

missin' out on a hood fight
'Cause everyday back in the hood we had a good
Everything is and people are lookin' lonely
It's gonna be strange spendin' New Year's eve your homie

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

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

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 trippin' 'cause they accept my homie's death

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

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

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

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

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

The entire family spoke on his defense
The choir the songs that make us reminisce
And all the singing I broke down myself
I looked and seen the family that my partner left

And then the choir broke into it's 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 words and was not a sound
As they lower my little [Incomprehensible] inside the ground
Everybody dropped their on the coffin top
And then they work alone with the concrete block and that's

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

A lotta die, a lotta mothers cry
I watch fall down from their eyes
Everybody to go to Heaven
But nobody wants to the chance
chose the music so they had to dance

Couldn't '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 somebody to blame
Ashamed to let his mother know he was in a gang

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

So when I drink a brew for you, I pour on the block, son
You might be gone but you damn sure forgotten
So on whenever or wherever
Dead or alive real partners come together, and you that

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