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    Grown Man Sport

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Verse 1: Marco Polo]
    +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
    Its religion never suspicious
    Youre too delicious for the tongue
    See the lungs breathe a natural high
    Just like the shirts thats 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 Im the center
    Of it all, the fuckin prince of the ball
    Standing six feet tall, thats a long way to fall
    But not worry, cause my vision aint blurried
    The +I+ is hotter than the spice and curry
    So dont stress the father or you might feel the fury
    [Verse 2: Grap Luva]
    So check the situation, a raw deal is what we facin
    Whats 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
    Im 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 aint the same
    Im twenty-something years of age and life surely aint 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 Im here my fear shall decrease
    Learn about life makin my way to the east
    From four square yard struggler
    The Gs on time, yo god hit me with that rhyme
    [Verse 3: Rob O]
    In-tro-ducin the R to the O-B-O
    You didnt know, I witness ya thoughts Im Robodendo
    But your inventions confuse me on the surface
    Ya nervous, because your lack of purpose
    Check it, thought about it, much much later
    Shouldve kept it real wouldve 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 aint right
    Dissention among the ranks
    Im givin thanks to the most high for plantin me firm
    Upon this world thats forever changin
    The conflict that Im engagin
    The concert with amiss communication
    Imagine that me take the weight for some next kid short
    Yo its a Grown Man Sport
    [Hook: InI & Pete Rock]
    Yeah yeah like that
    laalalaaaaalalalaaaaaaaa
    its a Grown Man Sport, yeah
    laalalaaalalaaaalaalaalaaaaaaaa
    its a Grown Man Sport, come on
    laalalaaaaaaaalalalaaaaaaaaa
    its a Grown Man Sport
    lalalaaaaalalaaaalalalaaaaaa
    this here is a Grown Man Sport
    [Verse 4: Ras G]
    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 wasnt ready but willin
    Now Im blowin through the ceiling
    Go real only when a nigga make me any noise
    So figure, the first letter supports the sport
    [Outro: InI & Pete Rock]
    laalalaaaaalalalaaaaaaaa
    its a Grown Man Sport, yeah
    laalalaaalalaaaalaalaalaaaaaaaa
    its a Grown Man Sport, come on
    laalalaaaaaaaalalalaaaaaaaaa
    its a Grown Man Sport
    lalalaaaaalalaaaalalalaaaaaa
    yeah its 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
    [ Grown Man Sport Lyrics ]
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