D-fro - From The Cradle To The Grave lyrics

From the time i was little straight riddled with ridallin I remember feeling adrenaline Eminem spittin and gettin in michigans vains insane with wordplay By my birthday, i wanted it in the worst way Like what his verse say, that's how my earth played Because music influenced since birth made Since the day of conception its been destined for me to bless it The mic gets errection when i step in I'm just confessin, this ain't a lesson This ain't a best friend, although i need one Since it begun, i feel i'm gaining more freedom But i still feel like i'm going through seasons From winter and cold, i enter the glow This intimate flow, will enter your soul i mean it Like c**aine base, these people fiend it Like po man's face, i need to clean it First i slowed my pace, but then i seen it The dreams fit, perfect like puzzles and pieces I must release it, be a man and leave it Most of you can't even concieve it From the cradle to the grave, i'm able to get paid Doing what i love doing, man it's easier to say I almost left but it's easier to stay I almost wept but it's easier to pray From the cradle to the grave, i'm able to get paid Doing what i love doing, man it's easier to say I won a bet shoulda never been made Now i'm here if the memories fade When i get on instrumentals and i grab my pen or pencil I'm in a mental state that most people can't relate Concentrate and create, contemplate your escape Confidence elevates, conciousness meditates Have i touched heaven's gates or was it something made of fate Competence on my plate, common sense isn't great But continents run economies so we all race Common communist kamikaze with congomerate government bodies holdin A shotty prolly k**in off kids like if this one dies then the Other one might life This world is a cold stone home alone homes I make my own throne so when i'm grown with old bones I can look past that, i can look past rap I can find something in life worth more than cash stacks and nasdaq Or a dance track as hands clap, i'd rather have a fan that knows who i am I woke up with a new incentive to be inventive with rhymeflow Cause time goes out the window and in the end my pen scribbles my only friend But i'ma hold it in riddles and poems spin Outta control again, focus bends and quotes begin to grow and send the dopest kids to older men When i'm low it tends to know and ends my hope for greater growth and trends So in the end, all i got is this cause all i want is this Like f** politics, i need knowledge kid Be in the game til they abolish it, til they aknowledge it until they polish it I got notebooks full of pages crossed off, like a molotov i'm setting it off Wettin the soft, regreting the flaws, is gonna cost boss, i make jaws fall, then i toss em