Chris Cella - Six Feet Deep lyrics

[Intro: Just-N] SIX FEET DEEP! SIX FEET DEEP!!! [Verse 1: Just-N] Life is like an etch and sketch, can't complete the lines I suffer paranoia, and that's weighing on my mind Plottin' Yeah I think they plottin' Trynna' take me out so they can be awesome I'm looking in the mirror sad to say I'm flossin' What's the price of fame, tell me what the cost is I see me in the coffin buried six feet deep Everyday on caution as the reaper start to creep Look into my eyes, and you can see the fear Sleep relates to d**h, that's word to Nasir Every man is God's son, every chick is his daughter Not every man is righteous, few deserve the slaughter Not every chick is thotin' cash be in they plottin' Some are soft as cotton, others want the cotton But, I see the set up any day could be wet up Maybe I should die, cuz nowadays I'm fed up [Hook: LH] Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh [Verse 2: Just-N] Let me shed a light on the current issue No need to cry, so put away the tissue My whole generation is under dedicated Under educated, and the real thinkers underrated That's maybe understated, every body getting wasted Guess my brain's fried or I'm just sedated They all rushin' fame, microwave the sh**'s Way too many skeleton's up in my closets I'm getting claustrophobic, everybody knows it Plus, I can't escape with no hocus pocus Black, white, fat or thin yeah they choke us They can point the fingers, but do they really know us, uh Misdirect the message, being perfect new obsession Go ask the question, then go learn the lessons Bury me alive, bury me with pride, all the sh** aside I'ma be alright, I'ma have my day to shine But, until then I'ma always die inside On my own world is now where I reside So let me take this time, to conquer my reality It seems they shoot you down no matter your nationality BANG! [Hook: LH] Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh Six feet deep in the soil, soil, soil, uh [Outro: Gomez] So As I crawl down into the sediment Not giving way to wind and earth. I find solace in myself My aspirations no longer drenched by the thoughts of not making it I see the success growing in the world of regression and depression A world that never wanted my roots to take hold and my branches to touch the clouds, But still I grow