Thug Life – Cradle To The Grave Lyrics | Lyrics
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Cradle To The Grave Song Tupac
Cradle To The Grave Lyrics
Yo, got my mind on a place to hide from police(Where? They′ll praise you til you're happy then they′ll fill you full of lies. If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit he might be dead. Cause when we fight. By conning you with empty words that promise you a lot. I saw my man helpless, damn near on the verge of dyin. They know that got was their name here up on a wall. Cradle to the grave lyrics mobb deep. While I'm on lock down, is we ready to ride need f*ck the cops now, bitches dieee and we gon poped now. Get all 4 Balothizer releases available on Bandcamp and save 10%.
Cradle To The Grave Lyrics U2
Cradle To The Grave Lyrics Tupac
But it seems you never. To a hell raisin' heavenly son. I cut out all of my sick thoughts with fine swiss cutlery. I get high then my mission is a walk-by. You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais. "Thug for life" and "Papa pa*s the Mac".
Cradle To The Grave Lyrics Mobb Deep
No, until we meet again, hold ya head and stay strong(Yeah! The reaper came knocking for you. Chasin 's down with some Seagrams Gin. Do you know what you're doing here? Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin cross 12th Street. Fuckin wit them mobbers like a crowd.
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Somebody peeled my cap. Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth. And your mind will rule your heart. I could be relieved (but you're so far away). It's funny how things change(Word up! Mama told me not to trust no punks. No doubt you gonna blow, you never know. He said to chill for a while. The brevity of life. From out the window of my drop top. It's for real, kid, no games bein played.
But they kill as much as you. Gave me motiovation I tagg the cats from radiation B gave my insperiation my declaration like this nigga kemo call me therapy niggas wanna be. You must do as you are told". House a wife they′ll say that. From beginning to the end. The only way to advance and if you slang.
'Cause I stay shootin at marks, get twisted up in police reports. "And if it wasn't you, was somebody from ya team". Thug Life - Cradle To The Grave: listen with lyrics. Paranoid out my mind, 'cause motherfuckers tryna rush me. Y'know I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings. 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 f*ck it It's funny how things change(Word up! ) This page checks to see if it's really you sending the requests, and not a robot. So stop and walk a thin line.
Tired of flying, ain't no where to land. Depicts fiction in his verse. Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 18. One black and one of chrome. 'Cause I stay shootin' at marks. For the mothers that cried, for my homies that died. IN THIS WORLD ALL ALONE. Can't see where I run, no matter how far!