6 Feet

[Chorus]
Blood gets spilled like water
My bros tapped all they know is slaughter
Please don’t lack with someone’s daughter
Back my ramz, ur 6 feet shorter
No way u can cross this border
Shank in his brain but it ain’t a disorder
Talk shit on the net, some reporter
Bars are cap, they should be an author

[Verse 1]

If u knew the shit I’ve done on the roads
You’d think a Niggas gone mental
I back blades, force shanks in temples
Pull up on blocks tryna wrap this rental
Invest in teeth no dental
I left man crimson red like a lentil
I got young boys this ain’t parental
Juicе on my blade and that’s sentimental

Agе 15 when I first caught a chinging
I pushed it in and the boy start singing
Age 16 that’s Rambos swinging
That’s me and bro tryna catch us a killing
Age 17 man learned bout backwoods
He a funny man Richard Blackwood
Some kids they don’t know bout manhood
Tapped in my head but uno I rap good

Lemme give u a countdown
10 man done been smacked on the main road
9 times done dash from plain clothes
8 times 7 up rise at ur raincoat
6 man just squashed in the ride
Should have gave him 5
Cut out thats the case closed
Put 4 in the chamber , 3 got burst
Put 2 in 1 I’m the scapegoat

[Chorus]
Blood gets spilled like water
My bros tapped all they know is slaughter
Please don’t lack with someone’s daughter
Back my ramz, ur 6 feet shorter
No way u can cross this border
Shank in his brain but it ain’t a disorder
Talk shit on the net, some reporter
Bars are cap, they should be an author

[Verse 2]

They can’t say that they beef with the kid
Cah on road side them man are some puppies
They only bad with their buddies
I jump out whips tryna rince this brucky
They talk bad but them guys ain’t with it
I’ll turn them spinach, I’ll smoke that green
Don’t run it gone make me livid
Them boys so timid, they bad on their screens

My first ching was with a screwdriver
Left his head back oh so fucked
But the ting was oh so blunt
So I pushed it hard and it almost bruck
I’ve put guys in icu
So ur fucked if Icu
I won’t cut if I c 2
So u better not run if I C u

**** got hitched and he ain’t rid back
**** got boxed should have been in a pack
**** got smacked, he ain’t back on track
And *** got more than a bloodclart smack
I don’t need to talk on drills
If I don’t then they won’t believe it
There’s no way imma fucking leave it
I’ll swing my blade till that opp boy spleging

[Chorus]
Blood gets spilled like water
My bros tapped all they know is slaughter
Please don’t lack with someone’s daughter
Back my ramz, ur 6 feet shorter
No way u can cross this border
Shank in his brain but it ain’t a disorder
Talk shit on the net, some reporter
Bars are cap, they should be an author