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Six Feet Under Shot In The Head

put you six feet under You get walked out the door And your feet don't touch the floor You're never gonna see 'em no more The dawn starts to break Your heads

I reach up under my bed, look in the shoe box Take my clip, now I'm headed for the block Yo, every day'll be the same old trip Young brothers gettin shot

where I perform, stay warm I'm prepared for the storm And I brought the heat with me Lord, please talk to these boys 'Fore I leave they evening spoilt Put 'em six feet up under

Ready to face the world ready to say my speech Ready to come out early feet first nigga breeched Uno uno dos tres quattro Drinkin' malt liquor out the baby bottle Five five six six

fuckin' state tryin' come up in this world, cuz it's money to make laid to rest forever, you wanna do rap under ground? so maybe six feet, will make the

s just me then beat that body cause you ain't nobody Been on these cold ass streets living off juice and naughty sleep You'll be six feet under this concrete

top, on the regular or get plugged in your mug, from a slug, by your competitor Gunshots echo throughout the city like thunder, no wonder Another brother six feet under

been going out of my head Since I found you But you turned out to be poison Now I'm feeling blue But everything will be alright If I can keep you out of sight Six feet under

feet when my performance starts I push a armored car wit ?Lauren Harts? Nineteen inches, I'm not on the charts Doc turnin dark off a warning shot Drive