Straight From L.I.P.

Chorus: [M=Mighty Ha][Y=Yogi][C=Chadeeo]<br>[M] Straight from L.I.P., he be we be actin foul<br>[Y] I`m from the isle<br>[C] I`m from the isle<br>[M] To the ghetto niggas and the kids on lock down<br>[C] I`m from the isle<br>[Y] I`m from the isle<br><br>[Yogi]<br>Aiyo we make it go whoo! like Pete Rock at the track<br>The C R U uptown attack<br>Scandalous from here to Now Just<br>Back up to the isle where it`s ill like dust<br>Now who`s rollin thru?<br>And yo who fucks with Cru?<br>And yo who got bamboo?<br>Aight blow the Lydians, gets the blunts and some brew<br><br>[Chadeeo]<br>Yo I be in the staircase drinkin biz<br>Smoke pass while I freestyle for my peers<br>Thought play ya front, with cars in they peeps<br>Peeps askin me for new Cru treats<br>Junk like a skunk, mad wet, no doubt<br>Go see my joint, get they back blowned out<br>Place L.I.P. the name Lafayette<br>Lock it to ya brain, so ya never forget<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>[M] Comin from L.I.P., keep it real<br>[Y] And ya don`t stop<br>[C] And ya don`t stop<br>[Y] And ya don`t stop<br><br>[Y] If you buffin<br>[M] Shippin<br>[Y] If you rollin<br>[M] Rollin<br>[Y] If you smokin<br>[M] Smokin<br>[Y] If you hit it<br>[M] Pass it<br><br>[Yogi]<br>Yo inhale the blunts that I got from Havana<br>I`m waitin till the tale like Burnaby in Tavana<br>Toast with this butter, go to cook this<br>To have ya head bobbin like a hunch born uckin<br><br>[Chadeeo]<br>Yo it`s the Island were Urban Knights dwell<br>Few blocks from the number six train `L`<br>Can be a good stay in the hood way<br>Or the fun can turn to guns and it could spray<br>But that`s the way of the concrete jungle<br>Walk humble, ya be ready to gun bumble<br>Cuz it`s real like that, all around<br>And the same thing applies when ya come to my town<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>[Mighty Ha]<br>It ain`t gonna rain no more no more, it ain`t gonna<br>rain no more [2X]<br>Knock knock on the door, it`s the Mighty Ha<br>The one that bring the hooks with the rugged and the<br>raw<br>I rest in L.I.P., and to my props<br>Bring more noise to chip ??<br>Check it, word one two check it<br>Have ya head noddin and for bag in the deck<br>In the Bronx, L.I.P. back to rocks<br>Bounce to the ash, like the Atlantic ??<br>Chillin with boricua sittin in Ferico<br>Oh shit, now I`m dito<br>Shot to the head, butter lingo<br>See low, head crack, L.I.P. hit bingo