Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cradle Rock, artist - Method Man. Date of issue: 10.10.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cradle Rock |
| All the children come into the light… |
| 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 |
| Whats 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 |
| Independance 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 |
| Hook One: Method Man |
| The sound of gun birth put the foul in this earth |
| You can’t fake plannin’from the |
| ?Mack Control Theories? |
| Murder in the first bring 'em back down to Earth |
| You niggas don’t hear me, 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 wanna 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 cant 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? |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |