Cradle Rock Lyrics - Lisa "left Eye" Lopez

All the children come into the light 

There 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' all 

On 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 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 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 day 

Felons 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 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 

There 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 now 

Niggas 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 come 

Sun 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 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 elect myself as presidential emcee 

Wu-Tang killa bee, the bee high facility 

In love with the blunt smoke even though it's killin' me 

Bad 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? Fucker 

There 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 birdie 

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 

Ayyo, 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 change 

It'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 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, I'm on yo' ass