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

[Featuring Left Eye] 

All the children come into the light... 

[Sample of "Bright Tomorrow"] There will be... 

Chorus/Intro: Left Eye and Method Man 

Rock 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 all! 

Verse One: Method Man 

On top I be the show shot 

The bomb drop 

After shot blow your bumba claat to smithereens 

Time stop, flyin' guillotines 

Commin for your flock 

What you mean you spilled the beans, ay? 

Black out and 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 shit a turd 

On John J, flap a nigga gate 

With the wordplay 

Hot Nik shoot you with the gift 

Its your birthday 

God 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 core 

Shackle, in the sound castle 

The doungeon, 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 they just landed 

And you in the way 

Overthrow these niggas planet 

independence Day 

Felons, get split melons 

Homicide buck niggas get the buck with pelets 

Insecticide 

Johnny 5 take it worldwide 

As long as I pledge aligence to the Dark Side 

I'll never die 

Who ya know with a flow like this? 

Bring em in 

What clan you know blow like this? 

Bring em in 

Take that nigga [that nigga...] 

[Sample] 

Hook One: Method Man [Left Eye] 

The sound of gun birth put the foul in this earth 

[foul in this earth] 

You can't fake plannin' from the 

?Mack Control Theories? [Mack Control Theories] 

Murder in the first bring 'em back down to Earth 

[back down to Earth] 

You niggas don't hear me, prepare for the worst! 

[prepare for the worst] 

Verse Two: Method Man 

Times gon change, nuttin will remain the same 

Million dollar broke niggas still fucked up in the game 

Make me want to choke niggas shittin' on my name 

Tuck your chain I approach nigga Go Against the Grain now 

?Hit the standin' brain? 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 Come 

Sun still shine one 

Time for your crooked mind 

Drunk off of cheap wine 

Son I'm in the street crime 

Every word, every line 

Got juice very fine 

Turn me loose on mankind 

Detionate the land mine 

Funk gets me goin' now 

Never sell, never sold 

Live by the code now 

Never tell, never told 

Darts 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 eat up my ?self? as presidential emcee 

Wu-Tang killa bee 

The bee high facility 

In love with the blunt smoke 

Even though its killin me 

Bad vibes fillin me 

With thoughts of conspiricy 

White Water scandals with Bill Clinton Hilary 

Too hot to handle 

Well put together to dismantle 

Fucka, you heard me? 

[Sample] 

Hook Two: Meth 

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, you never know me 

Boost the birdie 

[Interlude] 

Chorus 

Outro: Left Eye 

Ayyo, I got 360 degrees of self, that's mind body and spirit 

120 degrees a piece 

We gon' break it down into simple terms 

That's nine nigga nine 

Highest level of change 

It's too many niggas sittin' on they ass 

waitin' for shit to just happen 

Shit just don't happen 

Gon' fuck around a miss a buck 

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

that's addin' and subtractin' on the real 

Niggas 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