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 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