Grown Man Sport

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
 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
 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
 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 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
 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