Chorus: [M=Mighty Ha][Y=Yogi][C=Chadeeo]  [M] Straight from L.I.P., he be we be actin foul  [Y] I'm from the isle  [C] I'm from the isle  [M] To the ghetto niggas and the kids on lock down  [C] I'm from the isle  [Y] I'm from the isle    [Yogi]  Aiyo we make it go whoo! 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 dust  Now who's rollin thru?  And yo who fucks with Cru?  And yo who got bamboo?  Aight blow the Lydians, gets the blunts and some brew    [Chadeeo]  Yo I be in the staircase drinkin biz  Smoke pass while I freestyle for my peers  Thought play ya front, with cars in they peeps  Peeps askin me for new Cru treats  Junk like a skunk, mad wet, no doubt  Go see my joint, get they back blowned out  Place L.I.P. the name Lafayette  Lock it to ya brain, so ya never forget    Chorus 2X    [M] Comin from L.I.P., keep it real  [Y] And ya don't stop  [C] And ya don't stop  [Y] And ya don't stop    [Y] If you buffin  [M] Shippin  [Y] If you rollin  [M] Rollin  [Y] If you smokin  [M] Smokin  [Y] If you hit it  [M] Pass it    [Yogi]  Yo 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    [Chadeeo]  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 spray  But 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 town    Chorus 2X    [Mighty Ha]  It ain't gonna rain no more no more, it ain't gonna  rain no more [2X]  Knock 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 ??  Check 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 Atlantic ??  Chillin with boricua sittin in Ferico  Oh shit, now I'm dito  Shot to the head, butter lingo  See low, head crack, L.I.P. hit bingo