ONE (PRODIGY) Forever wild from the to the grave Kid watch your one time it's comin always(Yeah!) They lock me up for 12 days I comprehend Now I'm a man on the streets again St.Ide's down with some Seagrams Gin Life is like a dice and I'm into win
(HAVOC) On the scene from the side of Queens We get the laid up love love for dame Cos I mean I mean, I'm out to claim King Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll
(PRODIGY) To all my locked down comin back to life In the world once again though ya was trife While you was gone, we was goin to war and even Saw my man layin on the floor, kid I swore That our crew will live forever, I guess I was No, until we meet again, 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 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 plus a change of plans I had to hurry so I could warn my man
(HAVOC) Ya had me stressin little son, had my rapidly pumpin Niggas start a behind the bushes duckin My ears rung, I punch a into the guns Got (? Raydes?) in the arm, one hit my son He was bleedin from the head, I couldn't it We was defeated, if it was a case I couldn't it Felt like cryin(The risin) I saw my man helpless, damn near on the of dyin So to P I passed the
(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 at me, they 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 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 wasn't you, was somebody 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! Bottle you! that ass off in a land-fill Son bless me with the iron, I got With some niggas from the other side some weak shit Load up the heaters, greet em the hollow-tips Flip em like the Gotti clip, my crew shift the shift The to the grave is where I'll end up Fuck gettin sent up North, son I'm my dirt on a low Fuckin wit them mobbers like a No doubt you gonna blow, you never He even have to go there Unprepared, now he's six Y'know I'm chillin, I no time for catchin feelings Get that money I wants, some brothers wanna act But it's all I still die for the hood For my peoples, yeah knock on
(PRODIGY) Triple L, rollin while I put you on To the drama I gotta say is short not long This nigga that I'm beginning to 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 your man shit like that I hope the word back to him, cos I screw him He on my man and we got plans to do him Lets get it over with quick, I'm of waitin Ain't no fair overhead there, we just on when and how Later on right now, spoke to Killa He to chill for a while But it's hard like everything is alright I get the chills when I see that in my sight A man walking, not only that he's still talkin(About what?) About how what he did off and you don't know How much I fiend to put his ass in a One day my man and the next not Didn't know him anyway so fuck it! It's funny how change(Word up!)
OUTRO:(PRODIGY) up man! Y'knowhatumsayin, we die! It's for real, kid, no bein played