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Cradle to the Grave

Artist:Mobb Deep  Album:The Infamous  Composer:Albert Johnson & Kejuan Muchita 

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Forever wild from the cradle to the grave, kid watch your back One time's comin' always (Yeah), they lock me up for 12 days I can't comprehend, now I'm a free man on the streets again Chasin St.Ide's 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'll ring To all my peoples locked down comin' back to life In the world once again though ya' 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 will live forever, I guess I was wrong No, until we meet again hold ya' head and stay strong (Yeah) Yo, got my mind on a place to hide from police (Where?) Sweatin' dogs as I'm runnin' cross 12th Street Just as I approached the block, I spotted Jake on the creep down by Vick's weed spot (So what?) Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of plans I had to hurry back so I could warn my man It had me stressin' little somethin' Had my heart rapidly pumping Niggas started cutting behind the bushes ducking My ears rung, I plunged a clip into the guns Got grazed in the arm, one slug hit my son 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 a door to be open Goin' in the building, it's a trap Police buckin' at me, they try to twist my dome back Jetted up the staircase to the third floor Reached behind the sink, throw the heater on the floor Locked the door, police grabbed me up and tried to break my jaw Said, "where's the gun we saw? (I don't know) We know you was there at the homicide scene (I don't know nothin') And if it wasn't you, it was somebody from ya' 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)

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