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nine ra – cradle ii the grave lyrics

nine ra— cradle ii the grave

delivered as the love mama needed when she prayed. bursting from the earth, soil seedling in the day…reaching for the sun, whose life they may take, but your memory they never take away

real talk, real talk, do you love me? / enough to be by my side when my flesh and the slug meet? / life gone i understand that it wasn’t fair. / but would you take care of my fam if i wasn’t there? / real talk, real talk, do you love me? / enough to be by my side when my flesh and the slug meet? / life gone i understand that it wasn’t fair. / but would you take care of my fam if i wasn’t there?

sarcasm learned, we begun faux coughs. punched him in his chest when my friend dozed off. / in our wake, never left an unclosed door. raw strength decapitating an unclothed doll. / yellow carbon paper progress report, but it’s something we can roll in that tree. / climbing over fence, six feet jumping down. no tresp-ssing? i don’t even know what that means. / homie got scared so we pushed him to fall. hot cheetos streaks on the cushion and wall. / ain’t n-body seeing me in manhunt; hid one time so long that the police were called. / guess my grandma thought i was missing kidnapped by them crack heads surrounding our building. / i just thought the n-gg- was loud and liked to p-ss a lot, cps took my friend it was revealed then. / i remember being scared on new years, shots in the air, hoping none will come through here. / now we be chilling with unlawful possession automatic weapons and people that lick ‘em off after two beers. / father p-ssed me a corona at three, wonder why…was he thinking i could hack it? / on the bus ten years later sitting three seats from the thottie getting fingered under jackets. / fall asleep? slap your neck. haul yo -ss stuck. trying to find where the jonks at, call your -ss up. / i sucked back then. swear to god if you was here right now, rematch, ball your -ss up. / when i turned 18 i ain’t do shit, pinnacle in public park with bud to spark. / this the last time that we’ll ever get to be kids, swung high cuz we young at heart

froze in the past youth days, the results didn’t last. inappropriate actions / those it impacted would know i was acting my age, then i grew; got pulled by attraction / of respect of all the people in streets. my capacity for evil increased. / when i was a kid, consequence and punishment short-lived, now i’m wishing i was feeble in peace. / reverse the clock to first gun c-cked— erase the image, preferred to watch / face of my mother when telling a joke not the faces all damaged from burning rock. / all that i got that’s important to me i don’t got to be high up and snorting to see. / wanting to be a good reason she don’t feel mistaken for never aborting the seed. / definitive demise, limited duration then we will be facing the nine. / every second that i get i cherish, never complacent wasting the time. / family only know me for a finite period really when it comes down to it. / reason is every time i see them might be the very last time and they knew it. / never really understand until you been through it and see the tomb’s a step away. / one life, one chance to make it, though i need this movement i’ve yet to pray. / never did waste my time on fairy tales when shit was getting hard. / got the blood of slaves and kings, not no n-gg-, i’m a god

life’s like a travesty if you never ever left behind a legacy. / brought here, end of line of the self-destructive life we claim we never seek. / not a game, life is so precious, see. i really have heard several speak. / they wondering what will be the last image interpreted by the mind they’ll ever see. / thinking about the day when my n-gg- shoota start wheezing. / cousin screaming “please!” and now my n-gg- shoota not breathing. / living through my memories ’til it’s my turn, bud ease that pain. / 40 ounce is a tombstone, your soul is held within my brain. / difficult for us to face, regretting the dreams we sees he didn’t chase. / you die, body is being erased, in a young n-gg- eye we seeing your face. / how could he be in the place where my n-gg- died where they had put three in his waist? / standing and not realizing the moment will come when he dies and the scene just replays. / scars torment the soul, never expose the artist enclosed. / people that claiming they hating the drama the same exact people that start it the most. / now your soul only exists in imagination. / worked so hard to get them grades up, never saw his graduation. d-mn! / shit ain’t a story, this shit is my life. i witnessed it all on the block and i seen it. / they run in the crib, retrieving the towel, pressing the wound try to stop it from bleeding. / i seen the hysterical woman that’s screaming, the incident leaving the mother wild. / k!lled her only son, she’s too old to have another child. / k!ll myself? i’d lose my n-gg-s trust, so i’m dealing now. / won’t subject my friends to that same pain i’m feeling now. / any time lead just fly, could be over any day the surprise that they catch us by. / you like fam, through this music, i promise i will never let you die. / soul is so eternal, held within the f-cking track. / never let them take you from me, my word i got your f-cking back. / always down and ready to eliminate the cowards and the enemies that’s creeping when the ninas burst. / keep you from leaving this earth even if i got to sleep in dirt. / not losing no more of my friends, refuse to watch ‘em drop dead. / everything i wish my love for you could f-cking stop lead. / old heads was like my father, exes like my mother, bro. / family’s who you choose, that ain’t my friend— that’s my brother, hoe!

- nine ra lyrics

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