Amazing (lyrics)

Song download
Radio edit (save link as)




Oh hey, whatup, I'm back already from KVP2, come holler at me at Soundset, May 30th.
Southside, ?????, midtown, whatup. 
Heeeyy, Aayye.
Stophousegroup.com


Absolutely, fucking incredible.
I am such an animal,
Work ethic unimaginable.
Imagine Prof on the Southside coming up, just like a cannibal.
They think I did it overnight, I understand 'em though.
Bitch if you weren't so sleek,
You would know that the last decade beep,
I been selling out shows in my sleep.
That's because I ain't been gettin' no sleep.
I be putting in work, 
Rap game murked,
Midwest has been plucked and chirped.
What you people fail to see is I'm already elite.

I came and left my mark.

I know I'm good to go.

And if this is my start,

I am already amazing.

I am already amazing.

I came and left my mark.

I know I'm good to go.

And if this is my start,

I am already amazing.

I am already amazing.

I was young, at Bon Appetit,

With all y'all rappin', 

I came up at the dinky town,

There're all y'all clappin'.

I payed my dues, like a G,

And honestly I never slip,

I play the game,

If you whack, I'll bite my tongue and hold my lip.

Holy shit, Prof a hear no evil, see no evil,

Sit back and watch hard work turn into a sea of people.

I came and left my mark.

I know I'm good to go.

And if this is my start,

I am already amazing.

I am already amazing.

I came and left my mark.

I know I'm good to go.

And if this is my start,

I am already amazing.

I am already amazing.

Oh my gosh,

Holy mackerel,

Holy moly,

Welfare to cash flow.

Big Prof, big boss, big asshole.

Take this shit seriously, 

Think I rap for?

Let me think about the day that I used ta,

Rap around the block just like a chalupa,

Prof was all small like a Umpa a Lumpa,

Now I'm on top like a I King Koopa.

I fucked the bar show, I got a luffa,

Fuckin' with the mi familia, I gonna shoot ya,

Eh, ja boo boom ???????

Tick tick tick

I already got a small legacy,

From Atlanta to Seattle they remember me.

Fuck the press, I don't need a write up,

My fans are like pyros, spreading fire, ya arreddy heard about 'em talk about me.

I came and left my mark.

I know I'm good to go.

And if this is my start,

I am already amazing.

I am already amazing.

I came and left my mark.

I know I'm good to go.

And if this is my start,

I am already amazing.

I am already amazing.

Yeah, bitch.

And don't act like I can't sit down for 3 or 4 hours and come up with a song that's better than you've done in 10 years.

Quit trippin' this is Prof, this is Minneapolis, Bitch.

Stophouse.

Aye girl what tribe you from,

Lookin' like you need ice or summin',

Lookin' so swollen and plump,

Come on girl gimme them lady lumps.

Stophouse, 2010, 2011.  And beyond.

Well until 2014 and stophouse'll probably break up for some reason.

Twitter.com/profstophouse

P R O F S T O P H O U S E

James Bond Blimp (lyrics)

Produced by Verse One
Full song
Clean version
Youtube

King Gampo!
And I pull up at the Stophouse.
And I pull up at the Stophouse.
Pull up, pull up, Stop, Stophouse.
It's a blimp.  Oh, Seven Blimp.

Lookin' at my swag you'da thought I was a psycho.
This lunar gold makes my chain float nice, though.
Your ugly friend lookin' like she needs lipo.
If I was younger I'd fuck your whole high school.

Mr P  (mr p)
Mr R  (mr r)
Mr O  (oh),  F, steal a car.
Mr P (mr p)
Mr R (mr r)
Mr O (oh), F, steal a car.

The whole crib covered in mirrors.
This way it's easy to find the rapper of the year-ah.
That dude he be like, Oh there I am, again,
With a couple a golden girls, and their younger friends.
Everybody know that my style is impeccable,
Prof is a retard, almost a vegetable.
I'm floatin' in my blimp, and I'm staring in the mirror,
Diamonds, crystal clear, man, man.

It's a blimp, Oh, Seven blimp.
I'ma just pull up ice iceberg tint.  (berg tint)
It's, it's a blimp, Oh, Seven blimp.
It's a James Bond Blimp.

And I pull up at the Stophouse.
And I pull up at the Stophouse.
Pull up, pull up, Stop, Stophouse.
It's a blimp, Oh Seven Blimp.

Wake up all covered in women.
Money all over the floor, I hear a fat lady singin'.
Got the Benji's, they wit me, all of the hookers they bouncin'.
Just updated all of my food stamps, flippin' and countin'.
Infested lower intestine,
Had a Smith & Wessen but I traded it for a Lexus.
Now I'm deep sea diving, and I'm deep sea flexin'.
Pen pal'n 'em peace chain with a medallion.
Maybe Clark Kent, I'ma pull up iceberg tint.
Uuhhhhh, that's a nice Benz.
How'd you get the inside all peppermint?
Everybody in the parking lot all come together,

And we do the Daffy Duck, (duck)  Lean and reclining.
And we do the Daffy Duck, (duck)  Lean and reclining.
And we do the Daffy Duck, (duck)  Lean and reclining.
Lean and reclining, lean, lean and reclining.

I'm floatin' in my blimp and I'm starin' in the mirror,
Diamonds crystal clear, man, man.

It's a blimp, Oh, Seven blimp.
I'ma just pull up ice iceberg tint. (berg tint)
It's, it's a blimp, Oh, Seven blimp.
It's a James Bond Blimp.

And I pull up at the Stophouse.
And I pull up at the Stophouse.
Pull up, pull up, Stop, Stophouse.
It's a blimp, Oh Seven Blimp.

T Shine
Two gallon margarita, in the two seater with a caramel senorita.
She's pregnant, don't trip, Gucci baby between the hip.
Thirty days of a good idea watching Shark Week.
Rolling in the sea breeze, slimy in the carp seat.
Money in the high beams, tuna in the back seat,
Dennis Rodman driving, man.

Aye, Grap that statue, Trade it for a Lexus.
All my Gucci bullets, Trade it for a Lexus.
I done and took my passport,
Trade it for a Lexus, trade it for a Lexus, trade it, trade it for a Lexus.

My Mother-Fuckin' Moustache, Trade it for a Lexus.
All my Gucci bullets, Trade it for a Lexus.
I done a took my passport,
Trade it for a Lexus, trade it for a Lexus, trade it, trade it for a Lexus.

'Scuse me, can I make a little announcement?
First I make my shoulder lean, then I keep it bouncin',

And we do the Daffy Duck, (duck)  Lean and reclining.
And we do the Daffy Duck, (duck) Lean and reclining.
Everybody do the Daffy Duck, (duck) Lean and reclining.
Lean and reclining, lean, lean and reclining.

I'm floatin' in my blimp and I'm starin' in the mirror,
Diamonds crystal clear, man, man.

It's a blimp, Oh, Seven blimp.
I'ma just pull up ice iceberg tint. (berg tint)
It's, it's a blimp, Oh, Seven blimp.
It's a James Bond Blimp.

And I pull up at the Stophouse.
And I pull up at the Stophouse.
Pull up, pull up, Stop, Stophouse.
It's a blimp, Oh Seven Blimp, blimp, blimp.

The Season (lyrics)

Produced by 84 Caprice and Dillon Parker.
Full song
Clean version
Instrumental

Born in the ghetto, Young white boy not a dolla dolla bill but a momma that'll work for it.
Hard boy with a soft side, seen a little bocka bocka (bang bang) life on the southside.
My views have changed from where I came from, When you seen a man die right under the same sun.
I ain't a G, I ain't ride or die, but I will knock a mother fucker out if he try.
So eat off me, I'm running a crew. I ain't hard but I'm willing to bet I'm harder than you.
Some of the best people that I've met in life, push weight and come home at night to kiss their wife, yeah.
Ain't it funny how the world can go? Haters last year be at the front row of the shows.
I've seen time fly, slowly, I've let people forget what they owe me.
I ain't saying that I'm O.G. but I bet you know me, I'm the dude people know closely.
Mr one oh be done Cahobie. Prof's on the mic, if there's better, just show me.

Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.

I ain't fucking round no more, this is my life.  Fuck nice, I've already tried being polite.
So I'm a grab a whip, grab a gun, grab a knife, And I'm a roll around 'n stick up everything in sight.
Everybody throw your hands in the sky. If you're ready to rob then I'm ready to ride.
Everybody throw your hands in the sky. If you're ready to rob then I'm ready to ride.
My whole life is quite right here. If I don't blow I know I'll be nice right here.
But what eats me a live to see these MC flies suck dick and get a piece of the pie, like.
I got envy for one reason, for me to show these MCs it's the season.
When you dap me up I see nothing but fear. Like every MC I've leap frogged my whole career.
So it's young Prof with a rifle and a notebook, cold crook,stick 'em up, I got 'em so shook.
They need a rapper that's as different as them all. I think it's time I come around and answer their call.

Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.

Keep my eyes open, I was born to wake up, it's a new day like Good morning, Jacob.
Good morning sunshine, people blind to the fact I'm more than one side.
People try so hard to understand me. I'd like to tell 'em, bitch please don't.
'Cause I'm a different man every single day, and I will say all the stuff that they probably won't.
I've made up my mind, I'm ready to break laws.
I'm ready to sacrifice, ready to take off.
I'm ready to blow away anybody trying to get between me and mine.  Ya feel me?

Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.

James Bond Blimp (fan video)

I put together a few pictures for "James Bond Blimp" feat. MTV Riff Raff:

When Your Mouth Is Moving

Somehow I missed this song, Steddy P feat. Prof and Big Zach, "When Your Mouth is Moving" (free download).

King Gampo CD Release Show at 1st Ave Main Room

I drove from Salt Lake City 20 hours up to Minneapolis just for the show.  Prof gave me a re-tweet when I put that out.

He did 20 songs from what I remember:  (not in order)

I Dry Heave (Project Gampo)
Animal
Rules
Elephant
Terminator
Figured Out
Horses in the Ghetto
Fire
A Month From Now
Anomaly
Yeah Buddy
Daughter
Peep Show
President
Karma
Whiskey
Myself
On My Way
James Bond Blimp
Minnesota Nice  (free download here)

And on top of all that, when he did "Horses in the Ghetto", St Paul Slim came out for his part.  For "Daughter" Brother Ali was there, and for "Minnesota Nice" Slug was jumping all over the stage.  It was pretty fuckin' awesome.

The last song he did was "President" and during the song he and DJ Fundo showered those around the stage with one dollar bills.

This isn't my video, but it's close to where I was at.  Go to 3:50 to see the rain.

This album has some good pictures.  I think it's public, if not let me know.  The first about 50 pictures are of the 1st ave show.