ONE (PRODIGY) Forever from the cradle to the grave Kid watch back one time it's comin always(Yeah!) They lock me up for 12 days I can't Now I'm a free man on the again Chasin St.Ide's down some Seagrams Gin Life is a dice game and I'm into win
(HAVOC) On the scene the 41st side of Queens We get the CREAM up love love for dame Cos I mean I mean, I'm out to claim King Doin my thing, do stakes my name'll reign
(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 to war and even more Saw my man layin dead on the floor, kid I That our crew will live forever, I guess I was No, until we meet again, hold ya and stay strong(Yeah!) Yo, got my mind on a to hide from police(Where?) Sweatin as I'm runnin cross 12th Street as I approach the block I spot a on the creep down by Vick's weed spot(So what!) Made a U-ey up the hill a change of plans I had to back so I could warn my man
(HAVOC) Ya had me stressin little son, had my heart rapidly Niggas start a guttin behind the bushes My ears rung, I punch a clip into the Got (? Raydes?) in the arm, one hit my son He was from the head, I couldn't believe it We was defeated, if it was a I couldn't beat it Felt like cryin(The 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 Jetted up the staircase to the floor Reached behind the sink, throw the on the floor the door, police grabbed me up and tryed to break my jaw "So the gun we saw?"(I don't know!) "We know you was at the homicide scene"(I know nuttin!) "And if it you, was somebody from ya team"
From the cradle to the (From the to the grave) x 2 1/2 (Straight from the cradle to the grave!)
2 (HAVOC) Yo, it's the real drama kills, moves, stand still! you! drop that ass off in a land-fill Son me with the iron, I got beef With some niggas from the other side over weak shit Load up the heaters, greet em with the em like the Gotti clip, my crew shift the body shift The cradle to the is where I'll end up gettin sent up North, son I'm bett-er Doin my on a low Fuckin wit them mobbers a crowd No doubt you gonna blow, you never He didn't even have to go Unprepared, now six below I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings Get that money I wants, some wanna act funny But it's all I still die for the hood For my peoples, yeah knock on
(PRODIGY) Triple L, rollin dice I put you on To the drama what I gotta say is short not This nigga I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed If he doesn't his bullshit he might be dead Know him well and go way back But I don't care if he's your man doin like that I hope the gets back to him, cos I screw him He shitted on my man and we got to do him Lets get it over with quick, I'm tired of no fair overhead there, we just debatin on when and how Later on right now, spoke to Killa He to chill for a while But it's hard acting like everything is I get the chills when I see nigga in my sight A dead man walking, not only he's still talkin(About what?) About how what he did buried off and you don't How much I to put his ass in a coffin One day my man and the he's not Didn't know him anyway so fuck it! It's how things change(Word up!)
OUTRO:(PRODIGY) up man! Y'knowhatumsayin, we die! It's for real, kid, no games played