GETO BOYS - 6 FEET DEEP Lyrics

June twenty-eight was the date thirty-eighttill the chest plate mommy dear's cryin' at the wakeAnd everybody's dressed up in black suitsgoin' to pay their last respects to the black troopWhy'd he have to dieIs the question that we're underBut everyone knows that everyday's a different numberSo when your time comes, just remember Gyou'll always have a place in this world as a memoryEspecially my boys who passed away back in '92best believe that all the boys in the hoods got love for youWherever 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 fightEverything is changed and people-r-lookin lonelyit's gonna be strange spendin' New Year's Eve without your homieBut ain't much that we can doexcept pour brew throughout the crew to make sure we all remember youAnd believe me it hurtsto see the boy you broke bread with six feet in the dirt... dirt[There's far too many of you dying][There's far too many of you dying]Verse Two: Bushwick BillAnother homie got smoked but it's no surpriseeverybody's trippin cause the boy was to young to dieA sad sight to see my homie take his last breatheverybody's trippin cause they can't accept my homeys deathAnother killin' was reported on the evenin' newssomebody's brother got killed behind a pair a shoesIn the midst of all this shit I think about my selfwonderin' when somebody's gonna try to take me off the shelfBut I refuse to be another violent casualtyso when I'm rollin' I pack my pistol grip beside my kneeCause on the city streets today a brother jus' can't winwhen the people you think are your friends really ain't your friends UhAnd Bushwick can't sleepwhen everybody aroun' me keeps fallin' six feet deep[There's far too many of you dying][There's far too many of you dying]Verse Three: ScarfaceThe pain that's deep inside of everybody growsas they approach to see the body before the casket closeThe person standin' nex' to me has snapped the fliponce I seen the casket closed I knew that that was itThe whole entire family spoke on his defencethe choir sung the songs that make us reminisceAnd durin' all the singing I broke down myselfwhen I looked and seen the family that my partner lef'And then the choir broke into its final songthinkin' to myself the worst is yet to comeEveryone was headed for the final flightas we creeped along the gravel on the burial sightThe director said his words and there was not a soundas they lower my little partner inside the groundEverybody dropped their flowers on the coffin topand then they work alone with the concrete block and that's deep[There's far too many of you dying][There's far too many of you dying]Verse Four: Big MikeAlotta homies dieAlotta mothers cryI watch tears fall down from their eyesEverybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to take the chancethey chose the music so they had to danceCouldn't tell 'im nothinwas a player, had ta have itgot caught up in the game now ma boy's in the casketAnd everybody's lookin' for somebody else to blameashamed to let his mother know that he was in a gangWe used to kick it on the ave at nightcomin' up tryin' to have the finer things in lifeBut now my boys gone, I wish he was at homeI wish he wouldn't a never fell victim to the cloneSo when I drink a brew for you I pour some on the block sonyou might be gone but you damn sure ain't forgottenSo on remember whenever or whereverdead or alive real partners come together, and you know that[There's far too many of you dying][There's far too many of you dying]