Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle to the Grave

ONE
(PRODIGY)
Forever wild from the 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 man on the streets again
Chasin St.Ide's down some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice and I'm into win

(HAVOC)
On the scene from the 41st side of
We get the laid 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 down comin to life
In the world once though ya fear was trife
While you was gone, we was goin to war and more
Saw my man dead on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will 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 dogs as I'm runnin 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 plus a of plans
I had to hurry back so I warn my man

(HAVOC)
Ya had me stressin little son, had my rapidly pumpin
start a guttin behind the bushes duckin
My ears rung, I a clip into 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 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, they try to twist my tongue
Jetted up the to the third floor
Reached behind the sink, throw the heater on the
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 from ya team"

From the to the grave
(From the to the grave)
x 2 1/2
(Straight from the motherfuckin to the grave!)

2
(HAVOC)
Yo, it's the real kills, nobody 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
up the heaters, greet em with the hollow-tips
Flip em like the Gotti clip, my crew shift the body
The to the grave is where I'll end up
Fuck 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 know
He didn't even to go there
Unprepared, now six below
Y'know I'm chillin, I gots no time for feelings
Get money I wants, some brothers wanna act funny
But all good I still die for the hood
For my peoples, yeah on wood

(PRODIGY)
Triple L, dice while I put you on
To the drama I gotta say is short not long
This that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit he might be
Know him well and probably go way
But I care if he's your man doin shit like that
I hope the word gets back to him, cos I him
He on my man and we got plans to do him
Lets get it with quick, I'm tired of waitin
Ain't no fair overhead there, we just on when and how
on right now, spoke to Killa yesterday
He to chill for a while
But it's hard acting like is alright
I get the chills when I see that nigga in my
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 next not
Didn't him long 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