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[Rob-O]
A little bit, if you can get it out. I ain't gonna say it, cause I'll mess it up...go ahead then Yeah, know what I'm sayin' I.N.I. in the place Here to do our thing, you what I'm sayin' step up time. Time to claim something that's real out here know what I'm sayin' Something that you can live for know what sayin. Seize you know what I'm sayin. Time to bulid time to step up yo I stay at the center of news got ( ? ) in interviews (you can't lose G) overstand the whooze see the style that can wooo when you witness the God of the groove sayin some shit to smooth to make you move. Showing improve plus to track a lot yeah I'm hot like what up in your face with the product No hesitation in the world of frustation cause were facing a Grown Man Sport situtation [Grap Luva] Check it each time we hit the studio we lay down laws with no pause we already be little with floors Shit profection like the ultimate driving meachine We stand lean, and always literate what we mean Brothers don't be overstanding the plans that we been having Crushing all these clowns cause it's all about the mic grabbing I'm from the land where the righteous and the woo gress The Vernonville will live the life that be true ( ? ) Chorus: Step Up Step Up time Step Up Step Up time Yeah, cause it's Step Up time Step Up time Step Up, yo Step Up time Yeah, Yeah Step Up Step Up time Step Up Step Up time Step Up, kid Step Up time Yeah, Yeah Step Up time [Ras Luv] Fare-la, the pray starts now you smell the first sparks at the flame The Gods warn me that's is not a game So is he's to proceed the first seed was drop when I.N.I. came to rock the spot I caught the props when I flock to the hot jam at the city The shorties look pretty wanna join my committie of Rude Boy rebel underground like the devil But I never pray this man came eye daze from smoke And thoughts about the stage gettin smoke Cogeneration all going from broke You know you can't cope with Rassta with the fire in his eyes Yo, it ain't no surprise I keep it live to survive to shitsome I can't get caught up as a victim But if I do, I go out ( ? ).( ? ) cause I'm bout fed up as a fatboy It's time for I.N.I. to make niose Chorus [Grap Luva] So now you know there no need to stop elavatin, pentratin the glass top. the glass top. Hold on to manhood before your life Cause some situtations is bond to get strife You won't get a harvest if you don't sold seeds Ill gain wealth bring stress from dirty deeds The choices that you make will profill your needs But the shit you go though will be hard to believe [Rob-O] Yo, shit's ridiculous and I should know by now still with some pretictular flow hits me over somehow from selling qills in the streets, to makin' phat beats fuckin with cheats to makin mince meat The wrong move spells defeat, the wisdom is shown Things I see first the knowledge is known. I wanna apologize to seize I stone Step Up time you on your own Chorus [Pete Rock Outro] And we out I.N.I. flavor peace Grap Luva, Rob-O, Ras, Marco Polo I.N.I. Grap Luva on the beat Sure sounds complete And my name is Pete And we out til' next week Peace |
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Respect
On peut vous juger par vos paroles Alors, faites attention a vos paroles, mon frere (...) 1995 est ici et c'est notre annee Alors, nous avons ca avec la foi de Dieu INI live Jah... [Grap Luva] Dig it Every day of my life I bear witness to the power of words And what they do to the many and the few I'm speaking thoughts with the mind and the mouth open Keeping my people on point, plus I'm hopin That my word sound power will devour the fools For they know not the hour the Most High rules I got an aura created by words of praise Original G, watch I as I amaze All my pupils, when I speak I have scruples Treat my mind like a holy tabernacle No one can attack and steal my thoughts Therefore the words I say are the lessons I brought Into the cipher, words now possess value If you wanna know the real then let me tell you You're responsible for what you say Because the words you speak can truly cause dismay (So what you say) a PMD [Ras Luv] The Most High he stands for real That's why I.N.I. comes across with mass appeal So now sign your deal, it's all packed and sealed To get it shipped and sold And now you're reaching for your goal But nowadays every loop has got its hole to filled You have to break a mil just to pay your bill So with quick skill I build an empire And then retire all those that expire Cause what you say, it reflects how you live every day And even when the sky is grey I maintain hope to pray For existence, alleviate some resistance The father's birth was evidence and proof So I must teach the truth to my newborn youth To keep it going on so that thought will stay strong And be embedded so we never can forget it Man, all you devils stay back cause your attempt is pathetic (So what you say) [Rob-O] Rob prefers the subtle approach But the flow allows the I to construct a antidote like a coach And just last year I was doing shows for ( ? ) And now I'm talkin 'bout facing the Gods with no fear And since here's still a controversy and pains Got me spendin time anointin all my ( ? ) slain Must refrain and do things my people's way Cause what you say equals the price you'll pay But the strife you spray with your double-tongue dealing Following these crowds, mass appealing, way of feeling Feel your concealing can last for ( ? ) You either sink or survive is what I think, I'm Rob Cipher Master crafter, elevation's what I'm after Yeah, I'm stressing the texts in all my chapters I got an answer for my thoughts one day Don't wanna get caught in what you say Ecoutez bien pour ce tempo la et c'est bon paroles car nous, I.N.I., n'a pas de temps de faire la musique commerciale Peace and love... and I'm out |
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[Verse 1 - Ras Luv]
Natty Dread like Bob so rock steady With no spaghetti with meat sauce Maybe salads with one toss No bread of the sorrow cause afraid to see tommorow It's religion never suspicious You're too delicious for the tongue See the lungs breathe a natural high Just like the shirts that's so lovely So ask Marco Polo and I never go solo Cause I roll with the crew that keep the funk flows That make ya dance until the sisters take glance I hope you find romance....try your luck take a chance Til I enter like the Milton Plaza I'm the center Of it all, the fuckin' prince of the ball Standing six feet tall, that's a long way to fall But not worry, cause my vision ain't blurried The +I+ is hotter than the spice and curry So don't stress the father or you might feel the fury [Verse 2 - Grap Luva] So check the situation, a raw deal is what we facin' What's the flavour of the rules they mandate The climbin' gets hotter as the city gets smarter ( ? ) A million one catch they tryin' to earn top dollar Half that mill, they straight out to kill I'm cultivated and destined to act real ill Black let up in the things of five burroughs of pain Only reason why the east and the west it ain't the same I'm twenty-something years of age and life surely ain't about hand-outs So I lace my plan out, hard work is levicated to an encore survival Considergize less and from conception to arrival Now that I'm here my fear shall decrease Learn about life makin' my way to the east From four square yard struggler The G's on time, yo god hit me with that rhyme [Verse 3 - Rob-O] In-tro-ducin the R to the O-B-O You didn't know, I witness ya thoughts I'm Robodendo But your inventions confuse me on the surface Ya nervous, because your lack of purpose Check it, thought about it, much much later Should've kept it real would've been much greater But, you got in it like a pussy, in fact Bein' pussy kept your wack ass back Now in '95 to 2000 Rob is on some next shit Game type, yeah in ya heart, you know it ain't right Dissention among the ranks I'm givin' thanks to the most high for plantin' me firm Upon this world that's forever changin' The conflict that I'm engagin' The concert with amiss communication Imagine that me take the weight for some next kid short Yo it's a Grown Man Sport [Hook - I.N.I. & Pete Rock] Yeah yeah like that laalalaaaaalalalaaaaaaaa it's a Grown Man Sport, yeah laalalaaalalaaaalaalaalaaaaaaaa it's a Grown Man Sport, come on laalalaaaaaaaalalalaaaaaaaaa it's a Grown Man Sport lalalaaaaalalaaaalalalaaaaaa this here is a Grown Man Sport [Verse 4 - Meccalicous] Hold it suppose it was me speakin' on tapes To create a lifestyle to marinate Different latitudes search cocaine to food Excuse my move to bliss Eternal stress in fits I see the same in many, penny thoughts Cause honey thought I wasn't ready but willin' Now I'm blowin' through the ceiling Go real only when a nigga make me any noise So figure, the first letter supports the sport [Outro - I.N.I. & Pete Rock] laalalaaaaalalalaaaaaaaa it's a Grown Man Sport, yeah laalalaaalalaaaalaalaalaaaaaaaa it's a Grown Man Sport, come on laalalaaaaaaaalalalaaaaaaaaa it's a Grown Man Sport lalalaaaaalalaaaalalalaaaaaa yeah it's a Grown Man Sport Like that This one goin' out dedicate this one to the almighty god Rastafari Selassie InI as we come of for '95 '96 Ya live, respect |
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[Ras Luv]
The streets battle grows hottest over hour plays a role of murarder touching evey land or earth like a Harlem Globetrotter With a message it prays tellin brothers to rasie their hands And take a stand because we all hourstand You have to bake the cake with grease and let the battle release and make enough so that we all get a piece A slice for Mama Do, a slice for Papa Do I come from Uptown and kid that's how we do I only speak for I.N.I. can't speak for your crew so why would I watse my time to even stress you I keep my mind on billed, and plus I keeping some skill Consant thought about the madness can't hear the ldol chatters about So I escape and take the funk rotue out, histroy's taught me what is all about My destiny is profilled when I'm over and out But I'll leave apart of me to cover all my acounts and I'm out [Pete Rock] Chorus: You always wanna be in the spotlight (right) The Center of Attention I also like to mention I.N.I. rocks the spot It's like that cuz we keeping it hot [Rob-O] Check it out, yo You see I prefer the player's approach so bust it joint's bumping lovely, skins is thick like custom plus the weapons that keep me steppin' while I proflex the ( ? ) microphone check-in. You flow slick for a second but now It's Rob-O's ditz your sweatin and at my show, you see theatin. Why you stressing the tense to quench the strengh of this wiff microphonist, your bicth attention is the bonest. Midatonest, crusin all this I got rhym goddamn. Confuse the funk music, rock, and jam. Pakistan stacks and grands and at the female fans at the Local Thea-ther the vocal creator slash I show blast beacuse you can't fuck with me. I guess this is the way your luck will be. Frontin much nevre, with the rep that you can't preserve step to +I+ and '95 you gettin' served the method of Center of Attention Chorus [Grap Luva] Doesn't truly pay to be the Center of Attention the main atraction gettin' all the action People stoppin' the +I+ with question after question I spit a few replies and keep with my my self and never in the weapon carrying type but I'll insite a riot oragnize and never quiet Don't it try it, dissin the +I+ is no use I bounce like Cashar tape and get loose Grippin the mic, spittin words I write Or the pad or the paper or this pretictular caper Got nuff up's and down's instry clowns Jealous niggas tryin to keep countin my fingers But yo, Im a spirtal millionarie dropping bombs Like King David when he wrote the songs So what you need to do to listen up remain calm not riding a wave refuse to be a salve cause I'm the center Chorus Ho-low, the Center of Attention Meccalicous you the Center of Attention Terence I be the Center of Attention My man Tito the Center of Attention Money Tazz you the Center of Attention And Grand Banga you the Center of Attention Lou Bizzy you the Center of Attention Pete Red the Center of Attention ( ? ) you know the Center of Attention you be Ward G, the Center of Attention you be G-O the Center of Attention My man Ropa-loc Center of Attention Dave Ice is the Center of Attention My brother Heavy D you the Center of Attention All the boros be the Center of Attention Pete Rock you the Center of Attention let's bounce |
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