Im A Professional

Lyrics

[Intro] I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I've been eating up so many MCs, I need to mind my cholesterol [Chorus] I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general [Verse 1] I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, I roll general The way I'm writing Rotten, they don't like him Say they're gonna try and stop him but I'll never fall Be sensible If there's beef, go get a fork But you eat with my hands On the road, I'm rolling six deep with gang Bredders don't wanna eat you, me too But I'll still digest a few, vegetable I'm on taking the shine, you weren't meant to ball You can't attack me bellow the fence at all That's stupid, for the loose lips You can hold plenty of beats like Rude Kid, true shit I'm making more noise than a festival You think you're big but I ain't impressed at all It's like grime MCs don't wanna work hard Me? Nah, I ain't got no time to rest at all [Chorus] I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general [Verse 2] Call my name on a set and it can get technical Big dogs, I won't pet to call Take the leash off, tell 'em to get the food Then after the bluff, forget collectables If you didn't know, I'm bound to blow Like putting a flame right next to the petrol I'm after the emeralds, gotta get the jewels You're big balling, I'll give your neck a ball Sending for me ain't acceptable I go sick, I shot the whole clique Ask Voltage, when I'm on set, it's electrical The girl's smart, enter the jet for the star I bet you ain't seen a head bubble I'm dying to bust like I ain't had sex at all You're not straight, you're bisexual Dun know I burst eight when I get the tool [Chorus] I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general [Verse 3] I've been eating up so many MCs lately I need to mind my cholesterol My fans knew me as Young Dot But now it's Dot Rotten I'm gonna need to correct them all I got twenty one pages of friends requests It's upsetting because I don't accept 'em all Don't push me, best MC? Yeah, I could be Straight from the South West hood, g They ain't man enough to clash me Actually, pussy hole, you ain't got no testicles I roll with the best of all that licks heads off a shoulder's But afar from a [?] Little students better get to school They can't pass the test, don't test at all Record labels haven't identified me Because I'm moving extraterrestrial [Chorus] I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general I'm a professional Straps on a shoulder, a road general