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 man on the streets again
Chasin St.Ide's down some Seagrams Gin
Life is a dice game and I'm into win

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

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

(HAVOC)
Ya had me stressin little son, had my rapidly 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 case I couldn't 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 went to stash the murder weapon, I'm relyin
On a door to be open, in the building, it's a trap!
Police buckin at me, they try to my tongue back
Jetted up the staircase to the third
Reached the sink, throw the heater on the floor
Locked the door, police me up and tryed to break my jaw
"So where's the gun we saw?"(I know!)
"We know you was there at the homicide scene"(I 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 the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!)

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

(PRODIGY)
Triple L, rollin while I put you on
To the drama what I gotta say is not long
nigga that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit he might be
him well and probably go way back
But I don't care if he's your man doin shit like
I hope the gets back to him, cos I screw him
He on my man and we got plans to do him
Lets get it with quick, I'm tired of waitin
no fair overhead there, we just debatin on when and how
Later on right now, to Killa yesterday
He to chill for a while
But it's hard acting like 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 much I fiend to put his ass in a
One day my man and the he's not
Didn't him long 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 bein