[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
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 - InI & 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 - 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 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 - InI & 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
