C-Murder

C-Murder - A 2nd Chance

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[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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Auteur: Master P, Silkk The Shocker, C-Murder

Componist: ?

Publisher: No Limit Records

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Uitgegeven in: 1998

Taal: Engels

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