The Pros (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Otis Jackson Jr.

Composed by：Otis Jackson Jr.

Look look

Uh s**t I could squeeze blood out the dryer stone

Buzzed out of space that the astronaut pilots flown

Above the clouds and when I'm down I'm on an iron throne

When n***as act wild they get thrown into a lion tomb

Welcome to the riot zone

Where all eyes is on I alone with Madlib

Burn the track like Firestone to Pirellis

We prevail the stack a little fetti

The acts are petty got 'em jelly

Get Makaveli down like a deli I got bread bakin'

I could roast beef and pigs to me that's a d**n bacon

S**t is landbreakin'

See I can see y'all shook the way y'all hand shakin'

'Cause we roll sharp as machetes

What you make is Madlib

You see how many emcees I run through

If I want to I haunt you

I haunt you if I want to

If I want to I walk up

And give a n***a that one-two

When I come through it's Sun Tzu

It's Sun Tzu when I come through

The one who is quick

To have an attitude like f**k you

For the bucktooth

We kept it professional give it up fool

And then you're through

And then you're through

And make all them punk-ass coworkers

And then you're through

And make all them punk-ass coworkers

Of yours catch those vapers

As you be off and about

You going

We fly you there you been

We done already flew up in there

You see that n***a ridin'

Y'all n***as funny 'round here

Y'all n***as ain't gettin' no money

I've been getting this s**t since

I was motherf**kin' in junior high school n***a

I feel like I was a star for life

Y'all n***as selling coke and getting bad ends

Sellin' dubs and dimes and s**t

N***a don't sell tens

N***a sell thousands sell motherf**kin' bricks n***a

Stop doing the smalltime n***a

Do it big you ever heard that saying