Pete Rock, INI - Grown Man Sport lyrics

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
Because 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
Standin' six feet tall
That's a long way to fall


But not worried 'cause my
Vision ain't blurried
The I'n'I is hotter than the spice and curry
So don't stress the father or
You might feel the fury

So check the situation
A raw deal is what we're facin'
Bust the flavors of the rules they mandate
The climate gets hotter as
The city gets smaller, more squalors
A million and one cats
They tryin' to earn top dollar
Half that mill, they straight out to kill
Uncultivated and destined to act real ill
Black let up in the things
Of five boroughs of pain
Only reason why the east and the
West it ain't the same
I'm twenty-somethin' years of age
And life surely ain't about hand-outs
So I lays my plan out
Hard work is levicated to
An art called survival
Consider Jah's lesson from
Conception to arrival
Now that I'm here, my fears shall decrease
Learnin' 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

In-tro-ducin the R to the O-B-O
You didn't know, I witness ya thoughts
I'm Rob Odindo
But your intentions confuse me on the surface
Ya nervous, because you lack a 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 tight, yeah in ya heart
You know it ain't right
Ascension 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 constant riff and miscommunication
Imagine that
Me take the weight for some next kid short
Yo, it's a Grown Man Sport

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

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 fit's
I see the same in many
Penny thoughts 'cause plenty thought I
Wasn't ready and willin'
Now I'm blowin' through the ceilin'
Go real only when a nigga make me any noise
So figure
The first letter supports the sport

Enfin Séraphin pieds fins
InI, les nouveaux prophètes de
La scène mondiale
Oui, que voulez vous faire nous tester?
Je ne crois pas pense à deux fois mon frère
Et ce Grown Man Sport
Qui veut dire c'est pas chouette
Dans mon livre là
InI est ici pour vivre toujours
Je prie le grand maître Selassie roi
Des rois chaque soir Alors
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