The Life I Live

Intro: Pete Rock
Uh, check it
InI in the house, yall
Soul brother number one
The life I live
Rob-O, Ras, Grap Luva, and Marco Polo
Yeah, hit em off the verse, one time
Verse 1: Grap Luva (Rob-O)
Yo, my display of attributes in a tight situation
Is like squeezing grapes for the drunken sensation
(But these grapes got the taste of wrath)
On behalf of my staff I blaze a trail and set a path of forward motion
Cause a commotion and diminish competition
School the shorties cause the 'I ' be on a mission, steady dismissing
Nonsense and weak foes who kick fuckery flows and stay afloat in the water
I simply oughta seize your whole manslaughter attitude
Cause niggas like you aint really rude
Im never pulling punches, delivery is revelation
Hear the I out, find out what youre facing
Never displacing is the way brothers be living
But whats the true elements of what Im giving?
Delivering the full coverage of how Im living in the years of the nine
My style and my life is defined
Scratched hook
Damn right I like the life I live
Verse 2: Ras G
The very first African man born into a system thats torn into pieces
Not running through the feces but every day I feel that the love keeps decreasing
So I bring the love vibe to make it all coincide
I love His Imperial Majesty and its a tragedy
Ive seen your whole strategy is weaker
Your styles been blown like the speaker
While Im an old school new school rhyme fool with no tool
Packing the mic and keeping my cool like the water in the pool, quite refreshing
Wont settle for less in this rap game, Im far from lame
While others fiend for fame I remain the same
Staying laced for the future thats faced my lord
Were InI, all together on one accord
Yo, the clique that manifests with much rapport
With much love to give within the life I live
Scratched hook
Damn right I like the life I live
Verse 3: Rob-O
Birth time, see my first rhyme in 2-0-7
1-9-7-1, September 11th
To the twelfth is when he blessed my peoples with wealth
First born son arrived chilling in good health
Couldnt imagine the praise when I came out the poon-poon
My mamas womb was a niggas only room
Now I got the whole world to express myself
Stretch myself, relax and plus rest myself
With impossible props to pull
Check it, steadily avoid all the obstacles
And negativity, yall faggots stressin me
Take advantage to get the best of me
Sweating in hopes of getting next to me
It wont happen, see I came to rock the spots
Serving the facts I got, on these urban black blocks of America
From four square miles New York is scarier
With strength dominates the inferior
And Im out
Hook(Until fade out)
Damn right I like the life I live