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Rush Out Of The Cradle

hundred names Surge of energy, spark of inspiration The breath of love is electricity Maybe time is bird in flight Endlessly mocking Here we come out of the cradle Endlessly rocking Endlessly rocking It's a hand That rocks the cradle

hundred names Surge of energy, spark of inspiration The breath of love is electricity Maybe time is bird in flight Endlessly mocking Here we come out of the cradle Endlessly rocking Endlessly rocking It's a hand That rocks the cradle

about noonish commin' out the whip And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid Carrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry? No, gimme oil or get fuck out

put down the mics, pull up the girls to get the clappin' what You got one life to live, one gun to bust One nigga to save, one nigga to rush It's all

' out the court house all about my mail and bank Never die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you suckas From the cradle to the grave From the cradle

can barely breathe Lung capacity, withering away Hyperventilate, all disintegrating Bodies turn to dust, sudden rush of blood Snap me out of moods, swinging

Like the one called the Lyte Have you ever, ever in your long living life Seen a woman rock the mic Like the one called the Lyte This is going out to

your ass down, nigga Be executive, nigga Do your thug thang, nigga and I'ma do mine You stay out my fuckin' way and I'ma stay out your way, you bitch

Let the ritch bitches stare at this millionaire I dont care when I got my shine on gleam Crispy clean crawling machine up on the scene When I step out check out