anyone out there??

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Cold sweat on the dash, fuckin' three in the morning
Ignored every red flag, ignored every warning
Feds on my dick, got the loan sharks calling
Every move I make got the dominoes falling
So I bought a damn needle from a dirty-ass quack
Paid five grand in cash, no turning back
Paralytic chemical to stop my damn heart
Fake my own death, tear the paper apart
Drop like a corpse, drop my pulse to a zero
Play a dead motherfucker, play a ghost, play a hero
My homie had the shovel, said he’d hold down the plot
Wait till the fuckers left, then dig up the spot
Get me out the pine box before the air ran out
Take the duffel full of cash, pull a fast one and route
Simple-ass plan, execute and get clear
Now I'm staring at the darkness of a casket in fear.
​(Chorus)
Six feet deep in the dirt and the mud
Suffocating slow in my own damn blood
Faked my fuckin' death just to end up dead
Six inches of pine right above my head
Ain't no way out, ain't no light to see
Just a dark-ass hole waiting for me.
​(Verse 2)
Felt the needle hit the vein, felt the poison sink in
Ice cold venom paralyzed under skin
Couldn't breathe, couldn't blink, couldn't say a fuckin' word
Heard the meat wagon pull up, heard the voices blurred
Doc said "He's gone," stamped the time on the sheet
Dropped my ass on the gurney, threw a sheet on my feet
Locked in my head while they loaded up the hearse
Thinking I was slick, dodging every damn curse
Then the nails went crunch through the top of the wood
Dropped me in the hole, hit the dirt where I stood
First load of dirt hit the lid with a thud
Shit got real heavy, cold chilling my blood
Listen to the spades throw the mud on the top
Praying that the motherfuckin' noise gonna stop.
​(Chorus)
Six feet deep in the dirt and the mud
Suffocating slow in my own damn blood
Faked my fuckin' death just to end up dead
Six inches of pine right above my head
Ain't no way out, ain't no light to see
Just a dark-ass hole waiting for me.
​(Verse 3)
Hour number one, poison start to wear off
Gasping for air, try to scream, try to cough
Scratching at the satin till my fingertips bleed
Trapped in the ground like a rotten-ass seed
Where's this motherfucker with the shovel and the truck?
Did he get locked up or did he just run amok?
Left me in the dirt like a pile of trash
Fuckin' snake took off with the duffel full of cash
Now the reality hits like a brick to the head
Ain't no trick no more, I am actually dead
Stuck in a box while he's living off my dime
Paying for my sins and my fucked-up crime.
​(Chorus)
Six feet deep in the dirt and the mud
Suffocating slow in my own damn blood
Faked my fuckin' death just to end up dead
Six inches of pine right above my head
Ain't no way out, ain't no light to see
Just a dark-ass hole waiting for me.
​(Verse 4)
Splinters in my fingers, nails digging in the pine
Lungs full of fire, running way out of time
Ain't no air left, just hot-ass breath
Realizing too late that I faked my own death
Shoulda faced the damn feds, shoulda taken the bid
Now I’m rotting underneath this motherfuckin' lid
Hearing worms in the soil, hearing bugs in the wood
Dying in the dark like I knew I probably would
Fuck the money, fuck the plan, fuck the whole damn street
I just want a breath of air, want to stand on my feet
Vision turning black, brain starting to fried
Curtain pulled shut on a bitch-ass ride.
​(Verse 5)
Pitch black silence, can’t tell up from down
Buried underneath this motherfuckin' ghost town
Chest caving in, every second getting tighter
Used to be a hustler, used to be a fighter
Now I’m just a corpse in a discount suit
Traded my whole life for a bag full of loot
That I can’t even spend, that I can’t even touch
Thought I was smart, but I wanted too much
Scraped all the velvet right off of the walls
Nobody hears when a dead man calls
No phone, no signal, no way to break through
Just the cold heavy soil and a sky out of view
Lungs burning up like a furnace in hell
Ringing in my ears like a funeral bell.
​(Verse 6)
I can feel the wood bending under all of the pressure
Death coming quick, standard size, tailor-measured
Thoughts getting twisted, losing my mind
Leaving all my family and my people behind
Never said goodbye, never set shit right
Just packed up a lie and vanished in the night
Now the joke’s on me, yeah the punchline hurts
Suffocating slow in a graveyard of dirt
Hoping that the quack gave a lethal dose instead
So I don't gotta feel every second I'm dead
Pass out slow, let the darkness consume
Permanent sentence in a wooden-box tomb.
​(Chorus)
Six feet deep in the dirt and the mud
Suffocating slow in my own damn blood
Faked my fuckin' death just to end up dead
Six inches of pine right above my head
Ain't no way out, ain't no light to see
Just a dark-ass hole waiting for me.
​(Outro)
No shovel digging down...
No headlights through the trees...
Just a backstabbing bitch...
And the cold fucking breeze...
Faked my own death...
Now I'm stuck in the ground...
Dying in the dark...
never to be found.