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2pac Cradle To The Grave

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2pac Cradle To The Grave

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[Chorus]

From tha Cradle to the Grave, life aint never been easy
Living in the ghetto.

From the cradle to the grave, life aint 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 Mac."
Im bustin on these motha fuckas ballinListen 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?
Cant close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug livinwill I escape in prison ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance 
and if you slang
Then youd better have your nikes on
Cause when we fight 
its 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 motha fuckas tryin to rush me.
Am I goin to jail? 
Look at me bailinCommin out the court house 
all about mail and bank
Never die 
be a hustler mothafuckas
And makin thugs out you suckas.
From the cradle to the grave.

[Chorus]

From the cradle to the grave, life aint never been easy
Living in the ghetto. easy

From the cardle to the grave, life aint never been easy
Living in the ghetto.

From the cradle to the grave 
since a little bitty child
Ive been known to get ill and kinda buck wild.
Pop pop! 
just like the part thats in my walk with street talk
Im runnin up the block in the dark with less spark.
Survalience 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 niggas 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 striaght thug.
Just me, my mama out here on our own
So I got two gatts 
one black and one of chrome.
Now I dont wanna hurt nobody but I must defend mine!
Its 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 aint never been easy
Living in the ghetto.

From the cradle to the grave, Im glad to say
I made it this far.
Many Gs died hard 
and all they got was their name here up on a wall.
Its sad thinkin about the times
Life goes on, Im steady lost in this land...
as the warzone I got no home 
dont have no friends neither.
Its just me by my lonely so I married my nina.
I keeps her wherever I go,
I love my ho.
Never leave home with out my sugar.
Im hafta plug a nigga.
Mama told me not to trust no punks,
And kick his ass if he lay a hand on me.
Since then I been known.
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
Cause I stay shootin at marks,
Get twisted up in police reports.
Since the cradle, Ive been ungreatful.
My first toy was a gun
I got sprung and learn to love weapons.
But now Im through with money 
and through with street fame.
Somebody peeled my cap and put me in my grave.

[Chorus]

From the cradle to the grave, life aint 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 wasnt fun I never had a crumb.
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama wont stop drinkin rum.
I tried to cope loc 
but my familys broke
And my pockets short 
so now I gotta sling dope.
In a game filled with pain its a fuckin shame,
The white man got a motha fucka slingin cane.
So now its on from dusk to dawn I get my serve on.
Always in the spot with my glock slingin rocks at the rocks.
Shit dont stop Im steady dodgin cops.
I never flip flop 
hear my glock cock 
thug till I drop.
And if I hit the pen I gotta do my time
Sittin on my bunk reminiscing about the good times.
Its fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt,
But from the cradle to the grave Ima put in work.

[Chorus]

From the cradle to the grave, life aint never been easy
Living in the ghetto.

From the cradle to the grave, life aint never been easyy
Living in the ghetto.

Times movin fast 
will I last another day?
So I pray and I lay with my A-K.
Did I sell my soul as a young kid?
All the things I did
Wishin someone held me 
but they never did.
I cant take it 
will I make it to my older age?
Before Im shot up or locked up in a fuckin cage.
Lord help me, guide me, save me!
Cause thats the way that Daddy raised me 
crazy.
Do or die. Nigga pull the trigger dont give a fuck.
Youd rather be in jail than get your ass bucked.
Nobody cares, its me against the world.
Keepin murder on my mind and my tech-9.
I got nothin to lose, payin dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high 
then my mission is a walk-by.
Youd better jet when I hit your set cause Im commin.
Start runnin yellin "evil mind" as Im gunnin.
One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside,
For the mothers that cried, for my homies that died.
The begining is an ending, am I just a slave?
So I got to be brave from the cradle to the grave.

[Chorus til fade]

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