you Collapsed organs now rot and corrode Your empty body, bloated pus clots on discolored skin Lifeless abused remains, remains of you Nothing remains of you
Translation: Six Feet Under. Remains Of You.
you Collapsed organs now rot and corrode Your empty body - bloated Pus clots on discolored skin lifeless abused remains Remains of you nothing remains of you
forever, you wanna do rap under ground? so maybe six feet, will make the raps better Chorus [Fatal] Whats ya life worth? more then a beef when you
you get to call 5-0 You wanna see me 4-5 blow? Nigga put the phone down fo I dump 2 times 4 What you wan' cry fo'? You know that my hammer is heavy
come from my mouth I wish would remain unsaid Oh I've had to eat them all and now I must confess It was a silly thing to say to you It was a silly
watch from six feet under the soil Still want to hold you and kiss behind your ears But I recount the countless tears that I lost for you Before you finally go, before you
A day to laugh, a day to cry A day to live and a day to die Till I find out, I may wonder But I'm not gonna live my life six feet under But how am
inhaling my decrepit funk My organs and entrails you delightfully assailed Thrashing mound of thoracic de-activity A lover you have found, six feet
deep in the cemetary, I torment the entombed, The dead should be wary of the grudges I carry, Deep into the gloom... Riding high six feet under, Inhale
Six, I cover myself with lamb skin Black family, fine point to win That again, prophecy watch the magic, can you? Must begin to think, sit up And you
humans, that won't work. We'll get you both, prepare to hurt. Your blood will drip, your blood will spurt and you'll be six feet under dirt. MNP
leave you out on a limbo... ...Your disposition I unleash... ...You will rest in my piece... With deadly dynamics You're dead, buried and barred Your
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been
up this world Hunt down as their bodies ripped up To get the adrenaline pumpin' Yeah, oh Your remains of a butchered body Throw 'em in a coffin Buried six feet under
into martyrs Seperate fathers from they daughters, why bother I'm a crook like you, I took like you I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you How dare you
Double up on that cash if you decide to invest You sound like Big, you sound like Jay, you sound like D And I bet, when I go plat, you'll sound like me
' drum loops with Pauly On the SP-1200 and 1212, you feel it Mission to create, matrimony and reveal it It's love in the form of life as you know it You
