Lyrics:
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I just have to know
6 Feet below
Life seems so far away
Rescued by the grave
Broken, beaten, afraid
Will it ever end
Only death will set you free
I can't seem to think
When my feet breaks the ground
Drowning out the sound
With the ocean and the waves
Attempt to maneuver around
But we know that
have a heart
If my son turns hot then he won't have a pops
I'll keep spinning until the ops don't have a block
Imma hop out on feet if I don't have
Two men rode in from the south, a rainy autumn night
The Sky above and the mud below
They walked into the Deacon's bar, they were Mexican by sight
a light
It might be a passerby
There ground below your feet
Scream out in the woods by the river
It's much to deep
I'm slow in the dark in the middle
a morning cup of coffee
And with tender love you reach and touch my hand
And my son comes in and says good morning daddy
And I say how's daddy's little man
stuck down below hating while I'm going pro
I'm beatin' down his block with his opp, he don't like that (He don't like that)
I don't gotta cap in my
got two pale hands up against the window pane
I'm shaking with the heat of my need again
It starts in my feet, reverbs up to my brain
There's
Open your eyes my son
For when your day will come
Your battles are to be won
From your fears you must not run
Engage and live and love
To the stars
shoulders was wounded aside
Both my lungs collapsed inhalin 2nd hand pride
Below the waist was just more of the same
Feet swift to shed blood or somethin
Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever you would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
my dreams and they won't seem to leave me lone
I know my enemies want me six feet below the road
That origami shit ain't in my jeans so I don't fold
piece putting lotion
Oh damn son make you run
If my hand is on the motherfucking gun
Heavy weight lifting choking
Token thought provoking
Steady toking
Moon down below my feet
If you're looking for me
I'll be in the corner
With my feet up, double cup
Chillin on the Mac like, what
Ain't paying attention,
of Nazareth
Leave ya 6 feet deep
While I’m just on my rise like Lazarus
I spit fast, like whiplash, I spit past
I spat
I’m not aiming for money
If I was I’d
From thirty thousand feet above the desert floor I see it there below
A city with a legend, the West Texas city of El Paso
Where long ago I heard
buried six feet below the ground
Will there be a eulogy for someone as worthless as me
I hid it all from my loved ones they just wouldn't understand, No,
And make this right
Take my hand we're wasting time
Lets lose ourselves forget defeats
Let's shake this ground below our feet
And I'll hope, I'll swear
Just
are shallow or deep
I'm grounded by rocks that lay under my feet
My vision is fading
I'm aging and seek
Sediments formed to rocks
By the sea
The soul
off my dick and take it from me
Death by snu snu
That's how I will go
That goth pussy
Takes you six feet below
Oh, murder me in my sleep
I'll do
on the voices I hear when I'm centered
It's clear os a prism my ism
Transcends solipsism whoe
Source code rendition
This a higher provision
It's provided by that
the silence they keep
Left with the deaths they have died
And shadows all fallen in strips bout her feet
Oh the glow from below oh the reek of the heat
Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack
then you eat I do not care where my plate goes
boy just bless me when I sneeze watch below my feet
niggas want my eyes dat why I can’t ever sleep
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