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