Phantom B - 6 Feet Under (feat. Pak & Toki DimeBag)

Ay Man Shoutout Deytrona for the beat
Put you on a rocker make yo ass go to sleep
I'm moving deep grind don't stop
I can't sleep
Won't catch me dead like lil peep
Gotta stay low ma fuckers creep
On block i can't stop
Bitch I'm workin gettin to that cheese
I can't die call me jeepers creep
I'll spawn back in another 23
Its spooky season trick or treat
Got that special bean
Piccolo
I don't pop percs
Only smoke that green
I'm a fein
When it come to queso
Give yo shawty un beso
Hit him with the 619
I don't even wrestle
He's dyin his heart pumpin
Out his chest got his mom cryin
(Fuck)
Put you 6 feet deep
Put you to sleep
Turn you to Richie go beep beep beep
Hit you with my jeep
Your ashes your family gunna keep
The reaper gunna reap
Your family gunna weep
I'm in to deep
It is Halloween
Impale you with your spleen
Kill your like it's Friday the 13th
You are decease
No point in calling the police
May you rest in peace
Peace sells but who the fuck is buying
Wake up every morning still feeling like i'm dying
Another dead man walking
With with horde of sheep's
You on your hands and knees praying to a god
You really don't believe
Questioning my own beliefs
If I'm the shepherd or the sheep
I have no to time to weep
As the end of summer has reached
And the lord of the dead has spoken
For I'm a child of a Samhain
Cursed with the mark of the thorn
Born to ruin these holy lands
For the day of dead has began

Written by:
P K, Phantom B, Toki DimeBag

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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