Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle to the Grave

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 free man on the again
Chasin St.Ide's with 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 laid up love love for
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my reign

(PRODIGY)
To all my peoples locked down back to life
In the world once again ya fear was trife
you was gone, we was goin to war and even more
Saw my man layin on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew live forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we 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 on the creep down by Vick's weed spot(So what!)
Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of
I had to hurry back so I could my man

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

(PRODIGY)
Kid you lyin!
I went to stash the murder weapon, I'm relyin
On a to be open, goin in the building, it's a trap!
buckin at me, they try to twist my tongue back
Jetted up the staircase to the floor
Reached behind the sink, the heater on the floor
Locked the door, police grabbed me up and tryed to my jaw
"So where's the gun we saw?"(I know!)
"We you was there 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 the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!)

2
(HAVOC)
Yo, it's the real kills, nobody moves, stand still!
Bottle you! drop that ass off in a
Son me with the iron, I got beef
With some niggas from the other side over some shit
Load up the heaters, em with the hollow-tips
Flip em the Gotti clip, my crew shift the body shift
The cradle to the is where I'll end up
Fuck gettin sent up North, son I'm
my dirt on a low
Fuckin wit them like a crowd
No doubt you gonna blow, you know
He didn't have to go there
Unprepared, now he's six
Y'know I'm chillin, I gots no time for feelings
Get that money I wants, some brothers act funny
But it's all good I die for the hood
For my peoples, yeah on wood

(PRODIGY)
Triple L, rollin dice I put you on
To the drama what I gotta say is short not
This nigga that I'm beginning to he got me fed
If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit he be dead
Know him well and go way back
But I don't care if he's your man doin shit like
I hope the word back to him, cos I screw him
He shitted on my man and we got to do him
Lets get it over quick, I'm tired of waitin
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 hard acting like everything is alright
I get the chills I see that nigga in my sight
A dead man walking, not only that 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 funny how change(Word up!)

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