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  • Текст песни INI - To Each His Own feat. Large Professor, Q-Tip

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    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]

    I'm braced just from my voice bring life to
    microphones

    And my weight phone moves I'm headed for the dead
    zone

    You heads flown and it's a crazy rest

    You should've 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

    I'm better up in the dome, I'm bound to crush

    Rollin' up I spill the bone free

    See it's the G bring it to you in the physical

    Comin' through with the crucial ball material

    I entertain each time I'm in the session

    Leavin brothers guessin', yo what's that sound

    Got 'em wishin' they was on this bitches mouth
    goin' down

    InI vibrations over plumb tracks

    Most of y'all found cats couldn't match that

    Touch this, I don't 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 (repeat 8 times)

    [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

    It's crazy let's make you move, tryin to be
    topscore

    And he really don't give a rats ass who he go
    to

    He's 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 ain't 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

    I'm 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, I'm 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 I'm 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 wasn't even all of that

    Now it's hectic I'm headin to the joint gettin
    injected

    Plus the fact that I'm 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

    I'm rappin with the weapon my whole squad glow

    Like a diamond, so don't 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)

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