Cradle Rock song by Method Man from Primary Album Tical-2000-judgement-day. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is East Coast, Gangsta Rap, Rap music. The Record company is Def Jam Recordings. Released on November 10, 1998.
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Cradle Rock Meaning
| [[Intro: Method Man] All the children come into the light… (There will be…) [Chorus: 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 MCs, fake shit and all [Verse 1: Method Man] Off top it be the sure shot, the bomb drops Aftershock blow your bumbaclot to smithereens Time stop, flying guillotines coming for your slot What you mean you spilled the beans, ock? Blacked out and thought I seen Pac, laser beam Glock What’s a bird to a brother with a flock, what? They got some nerve to even try to shit a turd On John J, slap a nigga gay with the wordplay Hot Nix 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’ rotten to the core Shackle in the sound castle The dungeon with vermin in the form of MCs determined To step foot on God’s soil, not knowin’ that These eggheads 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 Bug niggas get the bug repellent, insecticide Johnny 5 take it worldwide, as long as I Pledge allegiance to the Dark Side, I’ll never die Who you 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…) , [Refrain: Method Man and Left Eye] The sound of gun burst put the foul in the dirt (Foul in the dirt) You can’t think clearly 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) [Verse 2: Method Man] Times gon’ change, nothin’ 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 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, troublesome, send ’em all to Kingdom Come Sun still shine one, time for your crooked mind Drunk off a cheap wine, son I’m into street crime Every word, every line, got juice very fine Turn me loose on mankind, detonate the landmine Focus my goal now, never sell, never sold Live by the code now, never tell, never told Darts I throw like Clyde with the finger roll Clutch shots and whatnot, this is where the buck stops Still can’t eat and y’all still can’t sleep I elect myself as Presidential MC Wu-Tang Killa Bee, the beehive facility In love with the blunt smoke even though it’s killing me Bad vibes fillin’ me with thoughts of conspiracy White Water scandals with Bill Clinton Hillary Too hot to handle, too well put together to dismantle Fucker, you heard me (There will be…) , [Refrain 2: Method Man] 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 Booster, burn me [Interlude: Booster] [?] [Chorus: 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 MCs, fake shit and all [Outro: Left Eye] Ayo, I got three-hundred and sixty degrees of self That’s mind, body and spirit A hundred and twenty 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, gon’ fuck around a miss the boat If you take away the negative, make room for the positive That’s addin’ and subtractin’ on the real Niggas better learn they math Cause if my calculations serve me correct I’ma fuck around and have all this shit I’m on your ass, nigga] |
Common queries
- Who is the person responsible for producing the lyrics of Cradle Rock?
This lirics prodiucer by LB The Life Bringa.
- Who wrote the song Cradle Rock
Cradle Rock lyrics song is written by Booster, LB The Life Bringa, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes & Method Man
- Who is the person responsible for featuring the lyrics of Cradle Rock?
The lyrics featured in Cradle Rock belong to Booster & Lisa “Left Eye” LopesThe featured artist in the song Cradle Rock is Booster & Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes
