All the children come into the light...
 [Sample of "Bright Tomorrow"] 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 [that nigga...]
 [Sample]
 Hook One: Method Man [Left Eye]
 The sound of gun birth put the foul in this earth
 [foul in this earth]
 You can't fake plannin' from the
 ?Mack Control Theories? [Mack Control Theories]
 Murder in the first bring 'em back down to Earth
 [back down to Earth]
 You niggas don't hear me, prepare for the worst!
 [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?
 [Sample]
 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
 [Interlude]
 Chorus
 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