Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song To Each His Own, artist - Pete Rock. Album song Center of Attention, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Vinyl
Song language: English
To Each His Own |
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 |
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 |
To each his own (repeat 8 times) |
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 |
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 |
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 |
(repeated til fade) |