Texty:
Six Feet Under Bleeding

in the light From pinholes pricked Holy needles knicked In a canopy of white I'm alone, I'm alone And I'm beating my soul to make it bleed a drop of

tryin' to creep Stakes is high and a thug's blood runs deep The Jakes wanna see me layin' under six feet Or so it seems, now my team work against me

Eve, stuck off the trees, got her laughin' off bitches' weaves Double R, pop niggas, make niggas bleed Fiends come to me my top rock's been asleep Seven foot bouncers 'bout to be six feet, under

i desecrate in your empty tomb it's too late for you suffering in constant pain suicide you cut your veins to hide the lies bleed out of your

time accelerated A vicious circle we have perpetuated We will die before we wake We'll never know it's too late This graveyard earth Time to bleed again

again Victims unknown Soon to be butchered slowly Too much blood leaking from you Weakening, draining fluid, and pus Turning skin Rigor Mortis sets in The body bleeds

'm on a cross loose up off these cut me free (Cut me free) I'll draw your portrait if you put me down on my feet (Down on my feet) My cross turns upside

leading me to these eternal sufferings Someday I will sleep eternally in the arms of mother nature Someday I will be decaying in my own lifeless corpse six feet under

of cancer, they just can't scream. Six feet under, who would believe? Days and night living with death, medicate the symptoms, but let them bleed. We