Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle to the Grave

ONE
(PRODIGY)
Forever wild from the to the grave
Kid watch your back one time comin always(Yeah!)
lock me up for 12 days I can't comprehend
Now I'm a free man on the streets
Chasin St.Ide's down with some Gin
Life is a dice game and I'm into win

(HAVOC)
On the scene from the 41st side of
We get the CREAM up love love for dame
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll

(PRODIGY)
To all my peoples locked comin back to life
In the world again though ya fear was trife
While you was gone, we was goin to war and even
Saw my man dead on the floor, kid I swore
That our will live forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we meet again, ya head and stay strong(Yeah!)
Yo, got my mind on a place to hide police(Where?)
Sweatin as I'm runnin cross 12th Street
as I approach the block
I spot a jake on the down by Vick's weed spot(So what!)
Made a U-ey up the hill a change of plans
I had to hurry so I could warn my man

(HAVOC)
Ya had me stressin little son, had my heart pumpin
Niggas start a guttin the bushes duckin
My ears rung, I punch a clip into the
Got (? Raydes?) in the arm, one hit my son
He was bleedin from the head, I believe it
We was defeated, if it was a I couldn't beat it
like cryin(The temperature's risin)
I saw my man helpless, near on the verge of dyin
So to P I the iron

(PRODIGY)
Kid you lyin!
I to stash the murder weapon, plus I'm relyin
On a to be open, goin in the building, it's a trap!
Police buckin at me, try to twist my tongue back
up the staircase to the third floor
Reached behind the sink, the heater on the floor
Locked the door, police grabbed me up and tryed to my jaw
"So the gun we saw?"(I don't know!)
"We know you was there at the homicide scene"(I nuttin!)
"And if it wasn't you, was somebody ya team"

From the to the grave
(From the to the grave)
x 2 1/2
(Straight the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!)

2
(HAVOC)
Yo, it's the real drama kills, nobody moves, still!
Bottle you! drop ass off in a land-fill
Son bless me with the iron, I got
With some niggas from the other side over some weak
Load up the heaters, em with the hollow-tips
Flip em like the clip, my crew shift the body shift
The cradle to the grave is where end up
Fuck sent up North, son I'm bett-er
Doin my on a low
Fuckin wit them like a crowd
No doubt you blow, you never know
He didn't even have to go
Unprepared, now he's six
I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings
Get money I wants, some brothers wanna act funny
But it's all good I still die for the
For my peoples, yeah on wood

(PRODIGY)
Triple L, rollin dice I put you on
To the what I gotta say is short not long
This nigga I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit he be dead
Know him and probably go way back
But I don't care if he's man doin shit like that
I hope the word gets to him, cos I screw him
He on my man and we got plans to do him
get it over with quick, I'm tired of waitin
Ain't no fair overhead there, we just debatin on and how
Later on right now, spoke to Killa
He said to for a while
But it's hard like everything is alright
I get the chills when I see nigga in my sight
A dead man walking, not that he's still talkin(About what?)
About how what he did buried off and you know
How I fiend to put his ass in a coffin
One day my man and the he's not
know him long anyway so fuck it!
It's how things change(Word up!)

OUTRO:(PRODIGY)
up man!
Y'knowhatumsayin, we die!
for real, kid, no games bein played