Rob-O - To Each His Own lyrics

[Intro: Pete Rock] 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] Vibrations from my voice bring life to microphones If I make wrong moves then I'm headed for the dead zone You heads flown and it's a crazy mess You should've fessed when it came time to test the best So next up is the one, the non-half stepper The keeper of the door, healer of the lepers Controller of the greed seed, with no ego to feed Cause I stays level headed, vocabulary Embedded up in the dome I'm bound to crush Rome and let my spirit roam free See it's the G bring it to you in the physical Comin' through with the crucial raw 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 pitcher's mound throwin' down InI vibrations over plump tracks Most of y'all clown cats couldn't match that Touch this, I don't think you should attempt to Cause if you do, of course I got to exempt you From gettin any clout No doubt, to each his own [Hook] To each his own (repeat 8 times) [Verse 2: Q-Tip] Check it out to each his own, watch out cat n***as fake jacks to get a dollar bill The choices made, they choose to ill In Sodom and Gomorrah, survival is a horror Scrams, let's make a move, you tryin to be top score And he really don't give a rat's a** who he go through He's a big boy, he bites all he can chew But yo I eat on plates with hip hop written on it Pete Rock, the group InI sh**tin on it Lyrically impressive ain't no second guesses The most poppin sh** talker is the one who stresses And you see the Abstract with a tight lipped carry Speakin on my peace and my soul is never vary To my microphone I dialogue It answers back with a whole lot a love complemented with claps I'm on some grown man sh**, my peak is not yet reached So I remind my own and think of each To each his own [Hook] [Verse 3: Rob-O] Excuse me, I'm here to earn a mere a buck or two Now take a chance with life or loser f**in you All your friends, you're fly but why pretend? You used to be shy but now you want be my skins On the D-L this is gonna swell for a second But if I'm catchin wreck How many others is she stepping in the sack with? Guess I better get a prophylactic Back to the crib in case I smack it Bad tactic 'cause a jim hat caught a flat Plus the boots, they wasn't even all of that Now it's hectic, I'm jetting to the joint to get injected Bust it, 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 hookers packin' d**h behind a zit Peace to the Gods and watch your dick To each his own [Verse 4: Large Professor] To each his own, n***as is sown, by the full-blown Brother who could never be a clone Large Pro, so f** your bullsh** hard show I'm reppin with the weapon, my whole squad glow Like a diamond, so don't sham fam, I have to climb in That a** like a truck, leavin n***as just struck Like a lightning bolt, the cash flow goes right in the vault In the end, peace to len 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 frauds get thrown To each his own, to each his own [Hook](repeated til fade)