Songwriter: Big Syke Macadoshis Rated R Mopreme Shakur 2Pac
{crying of new born child}
[Intro :2Pac] {faint sound}
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
June 16th, 1971
Mama gave birth to a Hell-raising heavenly son
See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back
My first words was, "Thug for life" and "Papa, pass the MAC"
I'm busting on these motherfuckers balling
Listen you can hear my mini fourteen calling
From out the window of my drop top, I got my Glock cocked
Busting at niggas, when will it stop?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark? Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug living 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 yo' 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 cause motherfuckers tryna rush me
Am I going to jail? Look at me bailing
Coming out the court house, all about my mail and bank
Never, never die I'll be a hustler, motherfuckers
And making thugs out you suckers from the cradle to the grave
[Hook]
Things wouldn't have been so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things..
[Verse 2: Mopreme]
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 running up the block in the dark where lead spark
Surveillance on a nigga every day
Waiting on my daddy just to take his ass away
Now Mama always working tryna make ends meet
So now a young nigga's being raised by the streets
And then the only 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 gats,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 thugging from the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
[Hook]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
From the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
[Verse 3: The Rated R]
From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say, I made it this far
Many G's died hogs and all they got was they name hit up on a wall
It's sad thinking about the times
Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this land
That's the war zone, I gots 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, I love my ho
Never leave home with out my sugar, I'm have to 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 knowing
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
Cause I stay shooting at marks, get twisted up in police reports
Since the cradle, I've been ungrateful
My first toy was a gun I got sprung and learned to love weapons
But now I'm through with money, and through with street fame
Somebody peeled my cap, and put me in my grave
[Hook]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things..
[Verse 4: Macadoshis]
March 18th, a rainy day my mama gave birth
To a baby boy trapped in hell on Earth
From day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama won't stop drinkin' rum
I tried to cope loc, but my family's broke
And my pocket's short so now I got ta slang dope
In the game filled with pain it's a fuckin' shame
The white man got a motherfucker slangin' 'caine
So now it's on from dusk to dawn I'm gettin' my serve on
Always in the spot with my Glock slingin' rocks at the Rox
The shit don't stop, I'm steady dodgin' cops
I never flip-flop, hear my Glock cock, thug 'til I drop
And if I hit the pen I gotta do my time
Sittin' on my bunk reminiscin' bout the good times
It's fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doin' dirt
But from the cradle to the grave I'mma put in work
[Hook]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
From the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
[Verse 5: Big Syke]
Time's 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 can't take it, will I make it to my older age?
Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage
Lord help me, guide me, save me!
Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me, crazy
Do or die, nigga pull the trigger don't give a fuck
You'd rather be in jail than get yo' ass bucked
Nobody cares, it's me against the world
Keepin' murder on my mind and my Tec-9
I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high and then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set cause I'm comin'
Start runnin' yellin' "evil mind" as I'm gunnin'
One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside
For the mothers that cried, for my homies that died
The beginning is an ending, am I just a slave?
So I got to be brave from the cradle to the grave
[Hook + Outro]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww ([?] never [?]) from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
From the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin' (awww)
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Give up some times to come up [] something
{crying of new born child}
[Intro :2Pac] {faint sound}
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
June 16th, 1971
Mama gave birth to a Hell-raising heavenly son
See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back
My first words was, "Thug for life" and "Papa, pass the MAC"
I'm busting on these motherfuckers balling
Listen you can hear my mini fourteen calling
From out the window of my drop top, I got my Glock cocked
Busting at niggas, when will it stop?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark? Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug living 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 yo' 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 cause motherfuckers tryna rush me
Am I going to jail? Look at me bailing
Coming out the court house, all about my mail and bank
Never, never die I'll be a hustler, motherfuckers
And making thugs out you suckers from the cradle to the grave
[Hook]
Things wouldn't have been so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things..
[Verse 2: Mopreme]
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 running up the block in the dark where lead spark
Surveillance on a nigga every day
Waiting on my daddy just to take his ass away
Now Mama always working tryna make ends meet
So now a young nigga's being raised by the streets
And then the only 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 gats,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 thugging from the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
[Hook]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
From the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
[Verse 3: The Rated R]
From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say, I made it this far
Many G's died hogs and all they got was they name hit up on a wall
It's sad thinking about the times
Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this land
That's the war zone, I gots 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, I love my ho
Never leave home with out my sugar, I'm have to 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 knowing
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
Cause I stay shooting at marks, get twisted up in police reports
Since the cradle, I've been ungrateful
My first toy was a gun I got sprung and learned to love weapons
But now I'm through with money, and through with street fame
Somebody peeled my cap, and put me in my grave
[Hook]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things..
[Verse 4: Macadoshis]
March 18th, a rainy day my mama gave birth
To a baby boy trapped in hell on Earth
From day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama won't stop drinkin' rum
I tried to cope loc, but my family's broke
And my pocket's short so now I got ta slang dope
In the game filled with pain it's a fuckin' shame
The white man got a motherfucker slangin' 'caine
So now it's on from dusk to dawn I'm gettin' my serve on
Always in the spot with my Glock slingin' rocks at the Rox
The shit don't stop, I'm steady dodgin' cops
I never flip-flop, hear my Glock cock, thug 'til I drop
And if I hit the pen I gotta do my time
Sittin' on my bunk reminiscin' bout the good times
It's fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doin' dirt
But from the cradle to the grave I'mma put in work
[Hook]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
From the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
[Verse 5: Big Syke]
Time's 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 can't take it, will I make it to my older age?
Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage
Lord help me, guide me, save me!
Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me, crazy
Do or die, nigga pull the trigger don't give a fuck
You'd rather be in jail than get yo' ass bucked
Nobody cares, it's me against the world
Keepin' murder on my mind and my Tec-9
I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high and then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set cause I'm comin'
Start runnin' yellin' "evil mind" as I'm gunnin'
One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside
For the mothers that cried, for my homies that died
The beginning is an ending, am I just a slave?
So I got to be brave from the cradle to the grave
[Hook + Outro]
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww ([?] never [?]) from the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin'
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
From the cradle to the grave I've been strugglin' (awww)
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Give up some times to come up [] something
{crying of new born child}
more tracks from the album
2Pac Unreleased
- Thug 4 Life (Original Version)
- Let Em Have It (Original Version)
- Friendz (Original Version)
- Thug N U Thug N Me (Original Version)
- Life’s So Hard (on a G) (Original Version)
- Lil’ Homies (Original Version)
- Catchin’ Feelins (Original Version)
- Runnin’ (From Tha Police) [Me Against The World Version]
- Pac’s Life (Original Version)
- Mama’s Just A Little Girl (Original Version)
- When We Ride On Our Enemies (Original Version)
- Only Move 4 Tha Money (Original Version) (Final Mixdown)
- Dopefiend’s Diner (Original Version)
- U Can Call (Original Version)
- Things R Changing/Words 2 My Firstborn (Demo Version)
- Late Night (Original Version)
- This Life I Lead (Original Version)
- U Don’t Have 2 Worry (Original Version)
- Happy Home (Original Version)
- This Ain’t Livin’ (Original Version)
- There U Go (Original Version)
- When Thugz Cry (Original Version)
- Just Watching
- U Don’t Wanna Battle/Thought U knew (Original Version)
- M.O.B. (Original Version)
- Grab The Mic (Starin’ Through My Rear View 2)
- St. Ides Commercial 2 (1996)
- Die/Dumpin (Original Version)
- Reincarnation
- My Own Style / Our Own Style
- Dear Mama (Original Version)
- World Wide Mob Figgaz (Alternative Version)
- Baby Don’t Cry/Keep Ya Head Up II (Original Version)
- Don’t Sleep/Born First Die Later (GO Twice mix)
- Until The End of Time (Original Version)
- Bury Me a G II
- All Bout U (Original Version)
- Till My Dying Day (Late Night 95)
- Letter to the President (Original Version)
- World Wide Mob Figgaz (Original Version)
- Tearz Of A Clown
- Peep Game Part 2
- Enemies With Me (Original Version)
- Who Do U Love (Original Version)
- There U Go (Original Version 1)
- Big Tyme (Original Version)
- Thug Life (Original Version 2)
- Scared Straight (Original Version)
- Komradz (So So Crazy) (Original Version)
- Don’t Sleep (Original Version)
- Thugz Get Lonely Too (Original Version)
- Funky Freestyles
- Babies Having Babies (1987 Freestyle)
- Until The End Of Time (Johnny J Remix)
- Check It Out (1987 Acapella)
- It Ain’t Necessarily So (Unreleased)
- Last Ones Left (Original Version)
- Crooked Nigga Too (Original Version)
- That’s My Man Throwing Down (Acapella)
- Terror On The Tables (1988 Acapella)
- I Saw Your Girl (1988 Acapella)
- Never Be Peace (Original Version)
- Basket Case (’96 Sho Shot) [Snippet]
- How Do U Want It (Original Version)
- Black Jesus (Original Version)
- Wonda Why They Call U Bitch (Original Version)
- Thugs Get Lonely Too (Solo Original Version)
- Pain (Original Version)
- Old School (Original Version)
- I Wonder If Heaven Got a Ghetto (Original Version)
- Why U Turn On Me (Original Version)
- I’m Gettin’ Money (Original Version)
- Killuminati (Original Version)
- N.I.G.G.A./Hymn’s Of 90's N.I.G.G.A. (Original Version)
- Untouchable (Original Version)
- Run Tha Streetz (Demo Version 2)
- Run Tha Streetz (Demo Version 3)
- Sucka 4 Love (Original Version)
- Black Cotton (Original Version)
- Fade Away
- No Part Of Dis
- As The World Turns (Original Version)
- Play Your Cards Right (Original Version)
- Letz Get It On (Ready 2 Rumble)
- Hit ’Em Up (Original Version)
- R U Still Down? (Original Version)
- Ambitionz Az A Fighta
- So Many Tears (Original Version)
- War Games
- If They Love Their Kidz
- Thugz Get Lonely Too (Alt Version)
- Still Ballin’ (Original Version)
- Holler If Ya Hear Me (Demo Version)
- Whatcha Gonna Do/Fright Night (Original Version)
- My Closest Roaddogz (Original Version)
- First 2 Bomb (Original Version)
- Fair Xchange (Original Version)
- Thug Nigga/Coast 2 Coast (Trump Tight)
- Secretz Of War (Original Rules Version)
- Fade Me (Original Version)
- Ghetto Gospel (Original Version)
- Let’s Fight (Jawz Tight)
- Wherever U R (Sho’ Shot)
- Dayz Of A Criminal (Original Version)
- Ride 4 Me
- Big Tyme
- Brothaz at Armz
- Secretz of War (Original Version)
- St. Ides Liquor Commercial (1993)
- Still I Rise (Original Version)
- Real Bad Boyz (Original Version)
- Loyal to the Game (Original Version)
- Untouchable Drunk Freestyle
- Don’t Stop The Music (Original Version)
- World Wide Dime Piece/Bitches (International)
- NY ’87 (Original Version)
- Po Nigga Blues/’Cause I Had To (Original Version)
- He Vs. She (4 My Niggas)
- Road To Glory
- Watch Ya Mouth
- Komradz (So So Crazy)
- Where Will I Be
- Street Life
- Troublesome ’96 (Long Outro Version)
- Untouchables/The New Untouchables
- Don’t Go 2 Sleep (Original Version)
- Faced Shootouts (Interlude)
- Tattoo Tearz (Original Version)
- Immortal
- Get My Drank On (Interlude)
- It Hurts the Most
- Changed Man (Original Version)
- The Hell Raiser (Original Version)
- Breathin’ (Original Version)
- Thug Life [Souljah] (Original Version 1)
- High Til I Die (Alternate Original Version)
- Hell 4 a Hustler (Original Version)
- All Out/Die Slow (Original Version)
- Letter 2 My Unborn (Original Version)
- Cradle 2 The Grave (Original Version)
- How Long Will They Mourn Me? (Two 2Pac Verses)
- I’m Losin’ It (Original Version)
- Fake Ass Bitches (Original Version)
- Thug Life (Intro)
- Is It Cool 2 Fuck?
- Got My Mind Made Up (Original Version)
- Amerikka Eatz Itz Young (Gotta Survive)
- Still Don’t Give A Fuck
- Tongue Kissin’
- Run Tha Streetz (Original Demo Version)
- The Struggle Continues
- Bury Me a G (Solo)
- Where U Been
- They Don’t Know/If There’s A Cure
- Judgement Day
- U Can be Touched (Original Version)
- Niggaz In The Pen’
- I’d Rather Be Ya Lover
- Welcome To Death Row (Stranded On Death Row)
- Fantasy
- Break ‘Em Off Somethin’
- U Don’t Wanna Battle
- Danger Times
- Set It Off (One Nation)
- What Goes On (In the City)
- What You Won’t Do For Love
From the albums
Thug Life popular songs
- Str8 Ballin’
- Bury Me a G
- How Long Will They Mourn Me?
- Under Pressure
- Pour Out a Little Liquor
- Cradle to the Grave
- Shit Don’t Stop
- Stay True
- It Hurts the Most
- High Till I Die (OG)
- Judgement Day
- It Hurts the Most (Remix)
- Niggaz In The Pen’
- Is It Cool 2 Fuck?
- High Til I Die (Alternate Original Version)
- How Long Will They Mourn Me? (Two 2Pac Verses)
- Cradle 2 The Grave (Original Version)
- How Long Will They Mourn Me? (Rare Original Remix Version)