Cradle to the Grave

Forever wild from the cradle to the grave, kid, watch your back

One times comin' always

They locked me up for twelve days

I can't comprehend, now I'm a free man on the streets again

Chasing St. Ides down with some Seagrams gin

Life is like a dice game and I'm in to win

On the scene from the 41st side of Queens

We get the CREAM laid up love, love redeem

'Cause I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim king

Doin' my thing throughout states my name will ring

To all my peoples locked down comin' back to life

In the world once again though your bid was trife

While you was gone we was goin' to war

And even more, saw my man layin' dead on the floor

Kid, I swore that our crew would live forever

I guess I was wrong though

Until we meet again hold your head and stay strong, yo

Got my mind on a place to hide from police

Sweating dogs as I'm runnin' across 12th Street

Just as I approach the block I spotted Jake on the creep

Down by Vick's weed spot

Made a U-ie up the hill plus a change of plans

I had to hurry back so I can warn my man

It had me stress a little somethin'

And had my heart rapidly pumpin'

**** started cuttin'

Behind the bushes duckin'

My ears rung, I plunged a clip into the guns

Got grazed in the arm, one slug hit my son

And he was bleedin'

From the head, I couldn't believe it

We was defeated, if it was a case I couldn't beat it

Felt like cryin' (The temperature's risin')

I saw my man helpless, damn near on the verge of dyin'

So, to P, I passed the iron

Kid you ain't lyin'

I went to stash the murder weapon

Plus I'm relyin' on the door to be open

Going in the buildin' there's a trap police buckin' at me

They tried to twist my dome back

Jetted up the staircase to the third floor

Reached behind the sink, throw the heater on the floor

Lock the door, police grab me up and try to break my jaw

Said where's the gun we saw

We know you was there at the homicide scene

And if it wasn't you, it was somebody from your team

From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave)

From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave)

From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave)

From the cradle to the grave

(Straight from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave)

Yo, it's the reals drama kills

Nobody move, stand still, body you

Drop that ass off in the landfill

Son blessed me with the iron I got beef with

Some **** from the other side over some weak shit

Load up the heaters, greet him with the hollow tips

Slippin' like the Gotti clique

My crew strictly body shit

The cradle to the grave

Is where I'll end up

Fuck gettin' sent up North, son, I'm bent up

Doin' my dirt on the low

Fuckin' with the Mobb is like a crowd

No doubt, you gonna blow

You'll never know, it didn't even have to go

There unprepared, now he's six below

You know I'm chillin', I got's no time for catchin' feelings

Get that money I want, some brothers want to act funny

But it's all good, I still die for the hood

For my peoples

Yeah, knock on wood

Tripple L, roll the dice while I put you on

To the drama what I got to say is short, not long

This **** that I'm beginnin' to dislike he got me fed

If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit, he might be dead

You know him well, and probably go way back

But I don't care if he's your man doin' shit like that

I hope the word gets back to him

'Cause I'll screw him

He shitted on my man and we got plans to do 'em

Let's get it over with quick, I'm tired of waitin'

Ain't no fear over here, dear, we just debatin'

On when and how, later or right now

Spoke to Killa yesterday, he said to chill for a while

But it's hard actin' like everything is alright

I get the chills when I see that **** in my sight

A dead man walkin', not only that he's still talkin'

(About what?) About how and what he did very often

You don't know how much I fiend to put his ass in a coffin

One day my man and the next he's not

Didn't know him long anyway so fuck it

It's funny how things change

From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave)

From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave)

From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave)

From the cradle to the grave

(Straight from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave)

Word up man, know what I'm sayin'

We born to die

'Cause this is for real kid

Ain't no games bein' played