Cradle 2 the Grave movie - Hand That Rocks The Cradle lyrics

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Song by Big Stan<br /><br>

[Prelude]<br>

{*laughing*}<br>

It's funny how the trades are<br>

Errbody wants to be a king<br>

We have the whole city full of bosses<br>

But we all know...... taking over, the one<br>

One leader..... all the rest y'all follow<br>

Follow me..... cradle......trust me<br>

I am the one<br>

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[Verse One]<br>

Call me a boss of all bosses<br>

I got a flawless record of thirty wins, no draws and no losses<br>

I talk reckless, what<br>

Move cautious with no respect for the rules, the dudes lawless<br>

Gets deep with BS on the streets<br>

cos from Harlem to Hollywood I got the game on the leash<br>

You with my Bloodline beasts, always ready for whatever<br>

We gon' hawk this dog together, six or beretta<br>

Tour is glock, hecno and dutch<br>

A few tools used just to get to the top<br>

Can't stop, won't stop 'til I'm left in the box to count<br>

We still bossy but pine is fine<br>

I'm a Jack of all trades, what moves to be made (yea)<br>

Back in the eighth for crackin the safe<br>

From the block to the cage<br>

From the label to the stage<br>

I'ma grind 'til I shine, cradle 2 the grave it's on<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

Can't touch me (it's on)<br>

Can't stop me (it's on)<br>

Won't budge me (it's on)<br>

Can't block me (it's on)<br>

The hood loves me (it's on)<br>

Can't knock me<br>

It's simply put I'm just ahead of my time<br>

It's on<br>

Can't touch me (it's on)<br>

Can't stop me (it's on)<br>

Won't budge me (it's on)<br>

Can't block me (it's on)<br>

The hood love me (it's on)<br>

Can't knock me<br>

It must the hand that rocks the cradle is mine<br>

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[Verse Two]<br>

Now, drug money is a thug's money (uhn uhn)<br>

Ice money is set for life money (you know)<br>

Share money is the fair money, (fa sho)<br>

You scared money, don't make money, nigga common<br>

I'm back in the game, back on the grind<br>

I'm back with my back to the wall, slightly back to two nines<br>

Back with the mask on my face, back to packin two nines<br>

I'm back on the block, back to movin twenties and dimes<br>

Bottomline, I'm back, the city is mines<br>

Stop me how, I'm coming with the lot and the lines<br>

Have grease stinking out where you live<br>

Cats trailing your kids, it ended up with me abductin your wares<br>

Harry Rob once told me "strike fast and forceful<br>

cos if you give him any time to think he'll cross you"<br>

You either on my side or in my way<br>

If in my way [*gunclick*] okay<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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????? pack my arm, it's a dom<br>

You let a nigga get at em'<br>

Nigga for not one of the most hunted like Bin Laden<br>

Cos I don't talk, I spit, don't walk, I strike<br>

And I'ma stand up nigga, stand sit for what (what)<br>

To discuss with the tough that enough is enough<br>

And it's on cos I'm callin your bluff<br>

And your dudes in the streets that refuse to be beef<br>

Better move when I reach and get moved with the heat<br>

Please, don't make the nigga have to do it to you<br>

I launch missiles that ravage ya soft tissue<br>

I salvage with many issues<br>

My marriage is to my pistols<br>

automatic or revolver<br>

but trust me I'm gon get you if I have to<br>

prooove to you cowards<br>

I never follow you cowards<br>

I murder all of you cowards<br>

Your streets are my streets<br>

That's how it's designed<br>

cos the hand that rocks the cradle is mine<br>

you know (yea)<br>

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[Chorus (2x)]<br>

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Instrumentals till fade<br>

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