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Cradle Rock (feat. Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes)

All the children come into the lightThere will be

Rock a bye baby from the rooftop

When the guns blow your cradle gets hot

When the earth quakes and the sky starts to fall

Down will come emcees, fake shit an' allOn top I be the show shot, the bomb drops

After shot blow your bumba clock to smithereens

Time stop, flyin' guillotine comin' for your flock

What you mean you spilled the beans, ah?Blacked out an' thought I seen pop lazer beam glock

What's a bird to a brother with a flock, wha'?

They got some nerve to even try and share the turd

On John J, flap a nigga gate with the wordplay

Hot Nik shoot you with the gift, it's your birthdayGod hatin' ugly in the worst way fuck 'em like the earth say

From first day I survey the hassle

Death knockin' at your door in the Big Apple

Meth rotton to the coreShackle in the sound castle, the dungeon with vermin

In the form of emcees determined to step foot on God soil

Not knowin' that these egg heads come hard boiled

And heavy handed, the aliens we just landed and you in the way

Overthrow these niggas, planet Independence dayFelons get split melons homicide

Buck niggas get the bug repellent, insecticide

Johnny 5 take it worldwide as long as I

Pledge negligence to the dark side, I'll never dieWho ya know with a flow like this? Bring 'em in

What clan you know blow like this? Bring 'em in

Take that niggaThere will be

The sound of gun burst put the foul in this dirt

(Foul in this dirt)

You can't fake plannin' from the mind control theory

(Mind control theory)Murder in the first bring 'em back down to earth

(Back down to earth)

Y'all niggas don't hear me prepare for the worst

(Prepare for the worst)Times gon' change, nottin' will remain the same

Million dollar broke niggas still fucked up in the game

Make me wanna choke niggas shittin' on my name

Tuck your chain when I approach, nigga, go against the grain nowNiggas stand in the rain now

Die Hard fan call me John John McClain now

Snake vs the crane style death to the enemy

Wu brother number one the centipede

Trouble some, send 'em all to kingdom comeSun still shine one time for your crooked mind

Drunk off of cheap wine, son I'm into street crime

Every word, every line got choose very fine

Turn me loose on mankind, detonate the land mine

Funk gets me goin' now, never sell, never sold

Live by the code now never tell, never toldDarts I throw like Clyde with the finger roll

Clut shots an' what not this is where the buck stops

Still can't eat and y'all still can't sleep

I elect myself as presidential emcee

Wu-Tang killa bee, the bee high facility

In love with the blunt smoke even though it's killin' meBad vibes fillin' me with thoughts of conspiracy

White water scandals with Bill Clinton 'n' Hilary

Too hot to handle, well put together to dismantle

Fucker, you heard me? FuckerThere will be

Excuse me as I kiss the sky

Catch me when I fall son I'm too young to die

Me and Lefty that be the eye come test me

If you don't know me you never know me, boost the birdieRock a bye baby from the rooftop

When the guns blow your cradle gets rocked

When the earth quakes and the sky starts to fall

Down will come emcees, fake shit and allAyyo, I got 360 degrees of self

That's mind body and spirit, a 120 degrees a piece

We gon' break it down into simple terms

That's nine nigga nine, highest level of changeIt's too many niggas sittin' on they ass

Waitin' for shit to just happen, shit don't just happen

Don't fuck around and miss the boat

If you take away the negative, make room for the positive

Thats addin' and subtractin' on the realNiggas betta learn they math

'Cause if my calculations serve me correct

I'ma fuck around and have all this shit

I'm on yo' ass nigga, I'm on yo' ass

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