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6 Feet Deep (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Chorus (x2):

G-to-the-r-to-the-a-to-the-v
E-to-the-d-to-the-i-to-the-g
G-to-the-a-to-the-zig-zag-z
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep

Verse one: grymreaper

I floss my teeth on the gospel tracks
I’m not an apostle, but i bring the axe to ya back
I chew and attack
Like crest on plaque
After that, your world is flack
You drop into a hole
Your mold separates from your soul
Behold, the gravediggaz told you ‘beware’
But you didn’t listen
So now we appear an’ eardrums glisten, ha ha

Chorus

Verse two: gatekeeper

When i wreck i commence to ditect
Ready to disect so come step alive and die
Next murder is mayhem
Diggin graves is irregular
Treach-orous mangler
Tha boston strangler
Heated and trapped in a fury of hate
Daredevil, the rhyme rebel my heart terminates
Subduin and pul-ver-i-zin ya head
Ya bled, fell dead, and your tombstone red

Rza-to-the-recta, grym-to-the-reap
Unda-to-the-taker, gate-to-the-keep
Creepin thru tha ghettos and the slums and streets
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet

Verse three: rzarector

Darkness shall fall upon y’all
Who slept on the styles
That crept thru tha door
The grave behave we come to save
So don’t be afraid of the dark
We spark like light ignite
Excite, excite is right, is right
Come follow the life
And see what i see and be what i be
Tha g-to-the-r-to-the-a-to-the-v

Chorus

Verse four: undertaker

In the mind i come with the sparks from the attic
Yet psychopathic brain tracks is tragic
Twist lifting mist like riff of a taurus
Deep in tha forest, i slay for tha porridge
Yet is gold, ya die slow like a tortoise
Deep in my chorus, ya result diggamortis
Let me see i’m castin disease
Contrary, yet some fairy ‘cause ya bleed

Chorus

Verse five: rzarector

Demonic, ya sonic is bangin like chronic
And niggas be audi faster than sonic
Blubonic, plutonic ya best look up on it
Beast bein programmed asr ensoniq
Styles compiled for miles and childs
Bodies and owls and upside-down smiles
Reflect, catch wreck from sun-moon sect
Paradex sheds light then thought reflects

Chorus

Verse six: grymreaper

I came on the scene
In a wheel that ezekiel seen
To exploit your flaws like philistines
Look in the sky, oh my, it is i
No alibi, so don’t even try
To feed me swine
And grymreaper’s mind is so refined
I’m deep, i’m deep, i’m deep
As a hill or a cliff or a steep
Incline at the bottom of an ocean reef

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6 Feet Deep (Letra)

Geto Boys

Geto Boys

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[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
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]