Profreshionals

DJ JS-1 & Slaine & ILL BILL - Rap
Profreshionals
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Duration: 3:24
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[Intro] They can't really help you, I stick in the old days you know You're better off, because nowadays they're all specialists! [Prodigy Scratches] Call me-call me the specialist, professional professor at this rap science [Verse 1: ILL BILL] Yo, I'm now placed between problem, death and the undead The crawlspace for yo' final breath and yo' lungs bled You try to hold on, but the call from beyond Was overwhelmingly strong, now you're fundamentally gone Though your vital sign seems to function You wanna kill somethin' to feel bloodshed, without it you're naked and undressed A cause without a soul, voices of the people that you love Tortured was left in your mind, rockin' live at L'amours King Diamond, Mercyful Fate, person with hate Bitches in churches in flames and purses murdered in chains We demolished of the kingdom of the eye-fisted?, nihilistic You one of us now stop tryin' to fire yo' biscuit Put it up to your enemy's head and do what he would do to you if you were in the same position he was in! Leave you drownin' in the pool of blood, the deepest end But you're the Grim Reaper's friend, put him underneath instead! [Prodigy Scratches] [x4] Call me the specialist, professional professor at this rap science [Interlude] Oh, there's one killin'?, one thing, dream about it, very different, when when you-when you have to do it, when you're a man... [Verse 2: Slaine] The snakes is snakes before they ever had a reason to be Winter season had me freezing I could easily see The cold realities and harsher twists, cocaine salaries Movin' through the dark abyss blazin' like an arsonist Heroin was puttin' all my friends into head locks We was kids, thinkin' we could pitch with all the Red Sox Instead we livin' here driven by mislead thoughts Throwin' skit bids, havin' kids outta wed-lock Oppress my mixed thieves, push 'em through the bushes I know Had my plans straight crooked lookin' what could I do Before long everyone's looking at you They treat me like an animal just like I'm put in the zoo When I'm on stage and you see me at the movie theater Could be whether me and you what are you truly scared of? People thinkin' that I changed, I'm the same as I ever was Bigger balls, registered guns, money, and better drugs [Prodigy Scratches] [x4] Call me the specialist, professional professor at this rap science [Outro] There's one killin'?, one thing, dream about it, very different, when when you-when you have to do it, when you're a man...
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Credits
- Writers
- ILL BILL
- Slaine