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[Featuring Master P  Silkk The Shocker] 
[C Murder] 
How many of my TRU niggas actually get a second chance at life  
at their dreams? not many  huh 
Started off as a street thug  just hangin' and thuggin' 
'89 went to jail for druggin' and muggin' 
poppa please ain't no fuckin' way for me 
probation for 10 years don't mean you're free 
I know my TRU motherfuckin' niggas know how I feel 
this shit's real I wish my brother wouldn't of got killed 
for me to realize the game is wicked 
shit can't even trust the niggas that I used to hang with 
huh, but I remember what my brother told me 
I know a real bitch by the way she hold me 
I love my TRU niggas like I love money 
if you fuck with no limit you never find nothin' funny 
and I take it to the grave with me 
if you shoot first bitch you better make sure you hit me 
cuz I'm known for choppin' keys on my mom's table 
I split a hundred G's with my niggas Kane and Abel 
fast money fast bitches is what I live for 
until I caught a fuckin' bullet in the back, bra 
they thought I was dead but I'm still in it 
I'm back to life back on top ain't no limit 
(Chorus) 
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) 
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid) 
from the cradle to the grave 
there's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid 
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) 
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid) 
[Master P] 
Tattoo hennessy and weed 
grew up in the project with killers and G's 
the Last Don is known for slangin' and bangin' 
thug niggas 3rd ward Caliope where we hangin' 
ghetto's soliders mercenary we rhyme 
this game is life or death and its your soul or mine 
we don't play no games boy just tryin' get paid 
hope I get rich before they dig my grave 
so many penetentary chances feds and demons 
so many homies in the ghetto with their soul in strim 
thank god we trust ain't no man gone harm me 
my best friend be my lady cuz these fools are fonies 
take heed I been beyond and back 
I live my life through the lord, my homey, the greed and the back 
I said: (Ughhhhhhh) 
(Chorus) 
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) 
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid) 
from the cradle to the grave 
there's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid 
[Silkk the Shocker] 
you couldn't tell me nutin' 
a little ghetto child runnin' wild 
shed tears trough years made it hard to smile 
imagine homies dieing while you're standin' right there 
my reality's your worst nightmare 
and now I'm trapped in the whole fuckin' world of sin 
Kill or be killed hit down by the hands of his best friend 
you gotta know if you wanna live there's rules to this shit 
you can't break 'em if you wanna be rich 
and when my homey died and didn't come back 
I knew it was on nigga stressed god blessed 
got his name on a tombstone 
some of my friends go out before me and I walk that path 
I spray paint your name on the wall and I sit back and laugh 
you gotta make decisions make 'em all with precision 
try to make moves and avoid prison 
I remember the first time I laughed at the penetentary steel 
when the told me spread lift the car I knew it was real 
now I was just out there tryin' gain some strength 
birds came to me one night told me Silkk you gotta change your life 
but it was all or nothin' could never settle for second 
gotta make the whole world feel my presence (Ughhhhh) 
i told my homey don't cry if I close my eyes, 
(but Silkk the Shocker you too young to die) 
(Chorus) 
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) 
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid) 
from the cradle to the grave 
there's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid 
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) 
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid) 
from the cradle to the grave 
there's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid

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