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