Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle to the Grave

ONE
(PRODIGY)
Forever wild from the to the grave
Kid your back 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
Chasin St.Ide's down with Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice and I'm into win

(HAVOC)
On the scene from the 41st side of
We get the CREAM laid up love for dame
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my reign

(PRODIGY)
To all my peoples down comin back to life
In the world once though ya fear 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 forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we meet again, hold ya and stay strong(Yeah!)
Yo, got my mind on a place to from police(Where?)
Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin 12th Street
as I approach the block
I a jake 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 little son, had my heart rapidly pumpin
Niggas start a behind the bushes duckin
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 beat 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 door to be open, goin in the building, a trap!
buckin at me, they try to twist my tongue back
Jetted up the staircase to the floor
Reached the sink, throw the heater on the floor
Locked the door, police me up and tryed to break 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 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, nobody moves, still!
Bottle you! drop that ass off in a
Son me with the iron, I got beef
With niggas from the other side over some weak shit
Load up the heaters, em with the hollow-tips
Flip em like the Gotti clip, my crew shift the 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 a crowd
No doubt you gonna blow, you know
He didn't even to go there
Unprepared, now he's six
I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings
Get that money I wants, brothers wanna act funny
But it's all good I die for the hood
For my peoples, knock on wood

(PRODIGY)
L, rollin dice while I put you on
To the what I gotta say is short not long
nigga that I'm beginning to dislike 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 gets 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
Ain't no fair there, we just debatin on when and how
Later on right now, spoke to Killa
He to chill for a while
But it's acting like everything is alright
I get the chills I see that nigga 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 I fiend to put his ass in a coffin
One day my man and the next not
Didn't him long anyway so fuck it!
funny how things change(Word up!)

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