There is a window out of pain But the grief will come again Swallow all the light And steal the sleep tonight I'll never see the day to take it all away
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave Kid, watch your back One time it's comin' always They lock me up for twelve days I can't comprehend Now I'm
Stench of decay spreads in the air Faccal bespattered bodies cold & bare A passioned undertaker exhibits his darned corpses Decorated dainty - pictures
we are born then we start to experience... with experience we begin to age we grow old we look back into our days growing up then we die i wonder what
From the cradle to the grave Life ain't never been easy living in the ghetto From the cradle to the grave Life ain't never been easy June 16, 1971, mama
[Johansson / Nordlund / Lindstedt] With a gun inside your mouth life's rushing by In the shade of sin; to live you have to die Convicting yourself to
Long road is the only route that I know Black soul Goes darker each day as I go Push me and pull and drag me to the ground to take me out on a stretcher
Well they took you from your mother's womb and put you in a school Told you how to run your life by following the rules Told you not to pick your nose
[K. Vanderhoof / R. Munroe] And when the strings are pulled again, the puppets dance like mortal men Who carved in stone our future and our past Shall
Tricky Cradle to grave x6 Grace Jones I am woman I am sun I can give birth to she I can give birth to son And I can be cool Soft as a breeze I'll be
(feat. Mojehan) [Hook x2: Inspectah Deck] To anyone whoever lost one Survival it may cost one [Inspectah Deck] Yo, what up kid it's been a few years
Sometimes I don't understand Why I was born at all When all that I do leaves me empty Aching and longing for more Sometimes I feel I could stand Man,
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Chorus From tha Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living
[Music by P.Wagner, S. Efthimiadis, Lyrics by P.Wagner] There is a window out of pain but the grief will come again swallow all the light and steal the
