Cradle to the Grave

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

June 16th, 1971

Mama gave birth to a hell-raising heavenly son

See the doctor tried to smack me, but I smacked him back

My first words was, thug for life, and, papa, pass the MAC

I'm busting on these motherfuckers ballin'

Listen, you can hear my mini-fourteen callin'

From out the window of my drop top, I got my Glock cocked

Bustin' at ****, when will it stop?

Now tell me, are you scared of the dark?

Can't close my eyes, I see visions

And even with this thug living, will I escape prison?

Penitentiary chances was an all day thang

The only way to advance, and if you slang

Then you better have your Nike's on

'Cause when we fight, it's in the middle of the night

With no lights on, hey

There must be a God 'cause I feel lucky

Paranoid out my mind 'cause motherfuckers tryna rush me

Am I going to jail? Look at me bailing

Coming out the court house, all about my mail and bank

Never ****, never die, I'll be a hustler, motherfuckers

And making thugs out you suckers, from the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave, since a little bitty child

I've been known to get ill and kinda buck wild

Pop, pop, just like the bop that's in my walk with street talk

I'm running up the block in the dark where lead spark

Surveillance on a **** every day

Waiting on my daddy just to take his ass away

Now mama always working, tryna make ends meet

So now a young ****'s being raised by the streets

And then the only other one that ever showed me love

Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs

A straight thug, just me, my mama out here on our own

So I got two gats, one black and one of chrome

Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend mine

It's all the fuck I got, so stop and walk a thin line

Young **** be brave and keep on thugging

From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave

I'm glad to say, I made it this far

Many G's died, hogs

And all they got was they name hit up on a wall

It's sad thinking about the times life goes on

I'm steady lost in this land

That's the war zone, I got's no home

Don't have no friends neither

It's just me by my lonely, so I married my Nina

I keeps her wherever I go, I love my hoe

Never leave home with out my sugar

I'ma have to plug a ****

Mama told me not to trust no punks

And kick his ass if he lay a hand on me, since then I been on

Sometimes I think my own self stupid

'Cause I stay shooting at marks, get twisted up in police reports

Since the cradle, I've been ungrateful

My first toy was a gun, I got sprung and learned to love weapons

But now I'm through with money, and through with street fame

Somebody peeled my cap, and put me in my grave

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

March 18th, a rainy day, my mama gave birth

To a baby boy trapped in hell on Earth

From day one, it wasn't fun, I never had a crumb

Daddy worked two jobs and mama won't stop drinking rum

I tried to cope loc, but my family's broke

And my pocket's short, so now I gots to slang dope

In the game filled with pain, it's a fucking shame

The white man got a motherfucker slanging 'caine

So now it's on from dusk to dawn, I'm getting my serve on

Always in the spot with my Glock slinging rocks at the Rox

This shit don't stop, I'm steady dodging cops

I never flip-flop, hear my Glock cock, thug till I drop

And if I hit the pen, I gotta do my time

Sitting on my bunk, reminiscing 'bout the good times

It's fucked up, a **** gotta grow up doing dirt

But from the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

Time's moving fast, will I last another day?

So I pray and I lay with my AK

Did I sell my soul as a young kid?

All the things I did, wishing someone held me, but they never did

I can't take it, will I make it to my older age?

Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fucking cage

Lord help me, guide me, save me

'Cause that's the way that daddy raised me, crazy

Do or die, ****, pull the trigger, don't give a fuck

You'd rather be in jail than get your ass bucked

Nobody cares, it's me against the world

Keeping murder on my mind and my TEC-9

I got nothing to lose, paying dues, ****, you wanna die?

I get high then my mission is a walk-by

You better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm coming

Start running, yelling, "Evil mind" as I'm gunning

One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside

For the mothers that cried, for my homies that died

The beginning is an ending, am I just a slave?

So I got to be brave from the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave

Life ain't never been easy

Living in the ghetto...