From the to the grave Life never been easy living in the ghetto the cradle to the grave Life never been easy
June 16, 1971, gave birth To a raisin' heavenly son See the doctor to smack me But I him back
My words were "Thug for life" and "Papa the Mac" I'm bustin' on mothafuckas ballin' Listen you can hear my mini 14
out the window of my drop top I got my cocked Bustin' at niggas will it stop? Now tell me are you of the dark?
Can't close my eyes I see And even with thug livin', will I escape prison ? Penitentiary chances was an all day The way to advance and if you slang
Better have your Nikes on when we fight in the middle of the night with no lights on Hey, there must be a God 'cause I lucky Paranoid out my mind, this mothafucka's to rush me
Am I goin' to jail? Look at me Commin' out the court house all about my mail and Never die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you From the to the grave
From the to the grave Life ain't never been easy, living in the
the cradle to the grave, since a little bitty child I've been to get ill and kinda buck wild Pop, pop, like the part that's in my walk with street talk Go up the block in the dark with less spark
Surveillance on a every day Waitin' on my daddy to take his ass away Now Mama always workin', tryin' to make ends So now a young niggas bein' raised by the
And then the only other one ever showed me love Was my dope uncle strung out on drugs A straight thug, just me, my out here on our own So I got two gatts, one black and one of
Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend It's all the fuck I got, so stop and walk a thin Young niggas be brave and keep on From the to the grave, from the cradle to the grave
From the to the grave ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto
From the cradle to the grave, I'm to say I made it this far, many G's died They that got was their name here up on a wall It's sad about the times
Life goes on, I'm lost in this land As the war I got no home have no friends neither It's just me by my lonely so I married my
I keeps her I go, I love my ho Never leave home with out my I'm plug a nigga Mama told me not to no punks
And kick his ass if he lay a on me Since then I known I think my own self stupid 'Cause I shootin' at marks Get twisted up in police
Since the cradle, I've ungrateful My toy was a gun I got and learn to love weapons
But now I'm through money And with street fame peeled my cap And put me in my
From the to the grave Life ain't never been easy, in the ghetto the cradle to the grave Life ain't been easy, living in the ghetto
18th, that rainy day, my mama gave birth To a baby boy, in hell on earth From day one it wasn't fun I never had a Daddy worked two jobs and Mama stop drinkin' rum
I tried to cope loc but my family's And my pocket's short so now I gotta dope In a game filled pain, it's a fuckin' shame The man got a mothafucka slingin' cane
So now it's on from dusk to dawn I get my on Always in the spot with my glock slingin' at the rocks The shit don't stop I'm steady cops I never flip flop, hear my glock cock thug till I
And if I hit the pen I gotta do my on my bunk reminiscing about the good times It's up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt But from the cradle to the I'ma put in work
From the to the grave ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto From the cradle to the ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto
Time's fast, will I last another day? So I and I lay with my A-K Did I sell my as a young kid? All the things I did wishin' someone me But they did
I can't take it, will I make it to my age? Before I'm up or locked up in a fuckin' cage Lord, help me, guide me, me that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy
Do or die, nigga, the trigger don't give a fuck You'd rather be in jail than get your ass cares, it's me against the world Keepin' on my mind and my Tech-9
I got to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die? I get high then my mission is a You'd better jet when I hit set 'cause I'm commin' runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm gunnin'
One in the chamber for the anger that I inside For the mothers that cried, for my that died The beginning is an ending, am I a slave So I got to be brave from the to the grave
From the cradle to the Life ain't never been easy, in the ghetto the cradle to the grave Life ain't never been easy, in the ghetto