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Cradle To The Grave

アーティスト:2Pac  アルバム:Thug Life - Volume 1  作詞:BURNS WALTER/SHAKUR MAURICE SHELTON HARDING  作曲:BURNS WALTER/SHAKUR MAURICE SHELTON HARDING 

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(Chorus) From tha Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. OohOooh From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. June 16, 1971 Mama gave birth to a hell raisin' heavanly son. See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back, My first words were thug for life and Papa pass the Mak. I'm bustin' on these motha fuckas ballin' Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'. From out the window of my drop top I got my glock cocked bustin' at niggas when will it stop? Now tell me are you scared of the dark? Can't close my eyes I see visions But even with this thug livin' will I escape prison? Penitentiary chances was an all day thang The only way to advance and if you slang Then you'd better have your nikes 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... this muthafucka's tryin' to rush me. Am I goin' to jail? Look at me bailin' Commin' out the court house all about the male man Never, never die be a hustlah mothafuckas And makin' thugs out you suckas. From the cradle to the grave. (Chorus) From the cradle to the grave, life ain't nevah been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cardle 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 part that's in my walk with street talk I'm runnin' up the block in the dark with less spark. Surveillance on a nigga every day, Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away. Now Mama always workin' tryin' to make ends meet. So now a young nigga bein' raised by the streets. And then the on 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 gatts 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 niggas be brave and keep on thuggin' from the cradle to the grave, From the cradle to the grave. (Chorus) 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 hard and all they got was their name here up on a wall. It's sad thinkin' about the times Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this land... as the warzone I got 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,


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