Tortured, been bleeding so long, I?m hungry for my death To come now, waiting hatred Dreaming of life, false hope Dying to live, waiting to die alone
Перевод: Six Feet Under. Как я Die.
: Tortured - been bleeding so long, I'm hungry, for my death To come now, waiting - hatred Dreaming of life False hope Dying to live, waiting to die -
getting away Ja we sendin em' (6 Feet Underground) I've feel I've cursed my body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone I want nothin
on my words, Like I got a noose around my neck.. I'm not coming home tonight.. I'm not coming home tonight.. 'Cause dear I fear, dear I fear.. I'm not
strength And may my family be held safely and strong As well as myself And I thank you for everything you've given me thus far, lord And I beg your forgivness For I
attention I gotta bitch, and quit callin women bitches As long as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen No preventing the crime, I gotta get it I
And six feet under water I do All you've ever wanted Was someone to truly look up to you And six feet under ground now I Now I do Little things give
time I said "If you really want to do this, we can do this, fine Take six paces and begin to rhyme" As soon as attempted to make a sound I ate her up
you And six feet under water, I do All you've ever wanted Was someone to truly look up to you And six feet underground, now I, now I do The little
bound, crossin' my path I'ma drop this 12-guage shell down On the road to destruction, guage eruption Creepin' so I'm cautious Catch a nigga sleep, six feet
when I bring the shit, I bring the shit like I seen it And when I scream the shit, I sing the shit like I mean it No secret, these muthafuckas figure I
's talk about money. Common Sense: I... be... the one they call Peavey I'm Poe as Edgar Allen But I'm a poet when I'm freestylin Ynot: You got a
York I don't know what you thought hops, but chief I got tall props Some cats think I'm six feet I'm so deep Some stunts be thinkin I'm six-fo', my
again? Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin? Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in Do you ever feel already buried deep? Six feet under screams
stacked I'm gritty, I wouldn't love in a tennis match I don't like to sign autographs half the time I scribble my name and draw a jackass design Calvin
life just tryin' to break night We in for life, under the lights but I'm outta sight When I write sometimes I wonder if it's outta spite I like livin
iffy We got maneuvers, that's hard to beat Till the other side retreats under six feet beneath, c'mon I told you that is a saw I wore I'm a kill when
