Geto Boys Six Feet Deep Lyrics

June twenty-eight was the date thirty-eight
Till the chest plate mommy dears cryin at the wake
And everybodys dressed up in black suits
Goin to pay their last respects to the black troop
Whyd he have to die
Is the question that were under
But everyone knows that everydays a different number
So when your time comes, just remember g
Youll 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
Its gonna be strange spendin new years eve without your homie
But aint 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

[theres far too many of you dying]
[theres far too many of you dying]

Verse two: bushwick bill

Another homie got smoked but its no surprise
Everybodys trippin cause the boy was to young to die
A sad sight to see my homie take his last breath
Everybodys trippin cause they cant accept my homeys death
Another killin was reported on the evenin news
Somebodys brother got killed behind a pair a shoes
In the midst of all this s___ I think about my self
Wonderin when somebodys gonna try to take me off the shelf
But I refuse to be another violent casualty
So when Im rollin I pack my pistol grip beside my knee
Cause on the city streets today a brother jus cant win
When the people you think are your friends really aint your friends uh
And bushwick cant sleep
When everybody aroun me keeps fallin six feet deep

[theres far too many of you dying]
[theres far too many of you dying]

Verse three: scarface

The pain thats 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 thats deep

[theres far too many of you dying]
[theres 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
Couldnt tell im nothin
Was a player, had ta have it
Got caught up in the game now ma boys in the casket
And everybodys 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 wouldnt 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 d___ sure aint forgotten
So on remember whenever or wherever
Dead or alive real partners come together, and you know that

[theres far too many of you dying]
[theres far too many of you dying]