The Pro's
85
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Pro's was released on January 1, 2000 by B.U.K.A. courtesy of Big Fish Media as a part of the album Hip Hop
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jermaine Sanders
Songwriter
Jason Rawls
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, what I need for you to do is just listen
Open up your ears 'cause what you hear is mint condition
Type shit that you bump when you be out on a mission
Bending city blocks in a Range or Expedition
Or whatever you're pushing
If you're trekking get a walkman and some headphones with cushions
J. Rawls, what you think, some of these rappers are douchin'?
'Cause they acting real sweet with the glamor and glitz
Soft to sell a hard rocks when the camera clicks
Test me, then you and your whole fam'll get ripped
See, I'm not the DJ, but still the man in the mix
Easily handle this quick, then testify to the Most High
I didn't mean to do it but my temperatures blew it
Suckers put up fronts but yo, I see right through it
Like H2O fluid in a glass container
So when it's all said and done there will be one remainder
(The Lone Catalysts)
While you're in the hanger, 33,000 feet above, get enough love?
You know why? You know why?
[Verse 2]
Because everywhere we go, people seem to know
That the Lone Catalysts will rock the show
Make all the ladies say (Ah), fellas say (Ho)
Then collect the dough 'cause we are the pros
[Verse 3]
Because everywhere we go, people seem to know
That the Lone Catalysts will rock the show
Make all the ladies say (Ah), fellas say (Ho)
Then collect the dough 'cause we are the pros
[Verse 4]
The Lone Catalysts, professionals at this
I mean the rhymes, the loops, the snares, the kicks
Ain't no joke, baby paw, this is as good as it gets
A lotta y'all with the raps and beats just seem to miss
Like you ain't trying hard enough to be part of the most elite
You can't compete, so why bother?
Swimming with the sharks when you can barely tread water
This is the pros, you're amateur, not a starter
You need to take time out, to properly learn how to spit your rhyme out
I mean seriously, dude
Can't you see that this industry is all about loot?
So if you coming with the wack you'll never recoup
And that doesn't make sense, to not make sense
When you're supplying the demand with the rhymes you invent
It's simplistic, but don't get it twisted
'Cause you still gotta know the logistics or you'll just be a statistic
At home snack up on a two piece and a biscuit
My point, you're finding a hawk, in case you missed it
[Verse 5]
Because everywhere we go, people seem to know
That the Lone Catalysts will rock the show
Make all the ladies say (Ah), fellas say (Ho)
Then collect the dough 'cause we are the pros
[Verse 6]
'Cause everywhere we go, people seem to know
That the Lone Catalysts will rock the show
Make all the ladies say (Ah), fellas say (Ho)
Then collect the dough 'cause we are the pros
[Verse 7]
One time for your mind, two times for your body
Three times for your soul, fourth time I take control
With my man J. Rawls about to break the mold
Under pressure, never fold 'cause the hand that we hold
Is laced tight with the trump that makes you bump-bump
Don't front, 'cause suckers look chump right from the jump
When they act like they want to battle against the monk
Usually they probably drunk or feeling it from the skunk
It's a sobering effect once we snap that neck like Erick and Parish
Even your peeps will be embarrassed
So why you want test against a strong guest?
Who you know gon' bless the East Columbus?
Style, we originated strictly from this
Way I lay my vocals to his drum kicks
With one swift paragraph, I enlist
You and yours to explore with the Catalysts
[Verse 8]
'Cause everywhere we go, people seem to know
That the Lone Catalysts will rock the show
Make all the ladies say (Ah), fellas say (Ho)
Then collect the dough 'cause we are the pros
[Verse 9]
Because everywhere we go, people seem to know
That the Lone Catalysts will rock the show
Make all the ladies say (Ah), fellas say (Ho)
Then collect the dough 'cause we are the pros
Written by: J Sanders, J. Rawls
