Ini

(feat. Large Professor, Q-Tip)
Yeah, uhh uhh InI is in the place
Yeahyeah uuh
Along with my man Extra P and my man Q-T
Here in the place to be
With the capital P, Rock on
[Verse 1: Grap Luva]
Im braced just from my voice bring life to microphones
And my weight phone moves Im headed for the dead zone
You heads flown and its a crazy rest
You shouldve vest when the Kane come to test the best
So next up is the one the non-half stepper
Keeper of the thought, healer of the lepras
Controller of the treezy with no ego to feed
Cause I stays level headed, vocabulary
Im better up in the dome, Im bound to crush
Rollin up I spill the bone free
See its the G bring it to you in the physical
Comin through with the crucial ball material
I entertain each time Im in the session
Leavin brothers guessin, yo whats that sound
Got em wishin they was on this bitches mouth goin down
InI vibrations over plumb tracks
Most of yall found cats couldnt match that
Touch this, I dont think you should attempt to
Cause if you do, plus I got two examples
From gettin any clout
No doubt to each his own
[Chorus]
To each his own [x8]
[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
Check it out to each his own, watch out cat
Niggas think daz can get a dollar bill
Choices made, they choose the ill
Inside a nigga wanna survivalism of all the scrams
Its crazy lets make you move, tryin to be topscore
And he really dont give a rats ass who he go to
Hes a big boy, he bites all he can chew
But yo I eat all plates with hip hop written on it
Pete Rock the group InI shittin on it
Lyrically impressive aint no second guesses
The most poppin shit talker is the one who stresses
And you see the Abstract with a tight lipped caddy
Speakin on my peace and my soul is ever vary
Til my microphone I dialogue
Sit back with a whole lot a love, complement it with claps
Im on some grown men shit, my peak is not yet reached
So I remind my one and take em each
To each his own
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Rob-O]
Excuse me, Im here to earn a man a buck or two
Now take a chance with life or lose the fuckin you
All your friends, your flower lack potent
You used to be shy but now you wanna be my stands
On the E-L this is gonna swell for a second
While Im catchin wreck, how many others should she step in
The sack with, guess I better get a Profalectic
Back to the crib in case I smack it
Bad tactic cause a gym hat caught it flat
Plus the ball stick wasnt even all of that
Now its hectic Im headin to the joint gettin injected
Plus the fact that Im infected
So check it out, yo when you with these chicks
And they spread out, with skins enough to take ya head out
Use precaution cause some is packin death behind the set
Peace to the Gods, so watch your dick
To each his own
[Verse 4: Large Professor]
To each his own, niggas is sown, bout to full blown
Brother who could never be a clone
Large Pro so fuck your bullshit harsh, yo
Im rappin with the weapon my whole squad glow
Like a diamond, so dont sham fan, I have to climb in
That ass like a truck, leavin niggas as struck
Like lightening bold that cats flow goes right in the volt
In the end peace to land times ten
Cee-Lo the whole InI is my people
So sit back relax and just listen while we pull
The moneys and honeys fake fours did clone
To each his own, to each his own
[Chorus: repeated til fade]
[ To Each His Own Lyrics ]