Straight from L.I.P.

Straight from L.I.P., he be, we be actin' fair

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isle

To the ghetto niggas and the kids on lock down

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isleAiyo we make it go woo, like Pete Rock at the track

The C R U uptown attack

Scandalous from here to now just

Back up to the isle where it's ill like dustNow who's rollin' through? Nobody

And yo who fucks with Cru? Nobody

And yo who got bamboo? Nobody

Aight blow the Lydians, gets the blunts and some brewYo, I be in the staircase drinkin' beers

Smoke pass while I freestyle for my peers

Thought play ya front, with cars in they peeps

Peeps askin' me for new Cru treatsJunk like a skunk, mad wet, no doubt

Go see my joint, get they back blown out

Place L.I.P. the name Lafayette

Lock it to ya brain, so ya never forgetStraight from L.I.P., he be, we be actin' fair

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isle

To the ghetto niggas and the kids on lock down

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isleStraight from L.I.P., he be, we be actin' fair

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isle

To the ghetto niggas and the kids on lock down

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isleComin' from L.I.P., keep it real

And ya don't stop and ya don't stop and ya don't stop

Comin' from L.I.P. gots to keep it real

And ya don't stop and ya don't stop and ya don't stopIf you buffin', shippin'

If you rollin', rollin'

If you smokin', smokin'

If you hit it, pass itYo, inhale the blunts that I got from Havana

I'm waitin' till the tale like Burnaby in Tavana

Toast with this butter, go to cook this

To have ya head bobbin like a hunch born uckin'Yo, it's the island were Urban Knights dwell

Few blocks from the number six train 'L'

Can be a good stay in the hood way

Or the fun can turn to guns and it could sprayBut that's the way of the concrete jungle

Walk humble, ya be ready to gun bumble

'Cuz it's real like that all around

And the same thing applies when ya come to my townStraight from L.I.P., he be, we be actin' fair

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isle

To the ghetto niggas and the kids on lock down

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isleStraight from L.I.P., he be, we be actin' fair

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isle

To the ghetto niggas and the kids on lock down

I'm from the isle, I'm from the isleIt ain't gonna rain no more, no more

Well, it ain't gonna rain no more

It ain't gonna rain no more, no more

Well, it ain't gonna rain no moreKnock knock on the door, it's the Mighty Ha

The one that bring the hooks with the rugged and the raw

I rest in L.I.P. and to my props

Bring more noise to chip and glockCheck it, word one, two check it

Have ya head noddin' and for bag in the deck

In the Bronx, L.I.P. back to rocks

Bounce to the ash, like the [Incomprehensible]Chillin' with boricua sittin in Ferico

Oh shit, now I'm on dito

Shot to the head, butter lingo

See low, head crack, L.I.P. hit bingo