From my stomping ground to where I dwell, Hollow ground, my own living hell Stabbed in the back, the way I feel Six Ft Ditch, it's time to kill
Six Ft Ditch
Stamping on your corpse, I'll throw you in a hole
The only thing left is your soul Beaten to a pulp, beyond recognition Stranglehold, too late for submission
Six Ft Ditch
s***! I'm droppin' bombs on ya head The next time you see me, you're gonna be dead Death is stalking, it's coming for you Step the f*** down or catch a beatdown Fool-ah!
Six Ft Ditch
Stamping on your corpse, I'll throw you in a hole
The only thing left is your soul Beaten to a pulp, beyond recognition Stranglehold, too late for submission
Six Ft Ditch
s***! I'm droppin' bombs on ya head The next time you see me, you're gonna be dead Death is stalking, it's coming for you Step the f*** down or catch a beatdown Fool-ah!