Monday, August 27, 2012

Me Boi (lyrics)


Full Song
Music video
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Ooooaahahahaha
Anyone who opens up a track with a ugly-ass forced laugh got no swag!
Follow me.
What's up Me Boi?
Tryin' to ride with me this year, man, let's go kill summin'.
Ay!

When I come around point 'em out.
I'm 'bout to lay a mothafucka on the ground.
I came to drink. I came to buck.
So I hate it that you think I give a fuck.
I give a fuck! (x7)
Haha
Time to break summin'.

Yeah.
The whole crew's stupid, think we need a short bus.
Party People: they continue to endorse us.
Got our lobotomies you don't needa force us.
Every night we swimming like a porpoise.
So, voila! I'm acting like a moron.
Bottle of the Jame-o, looking for something to pour on.
Hold on. Put your coat on, and throw the note on
The refrigerator I will see you later at the hoe down.
You can marvel at the dick game, baby.
If you hitch hike jump on darling.
I'm known to ride all night on the freeway
And drop 'em all off in the morning.
They be waiting on the road meanwhile a player bouncing.
Me all day keep it one hundred, know me like I'm public housing.
Me think that my bank is growing, I'm glad that I'm getting drunker.
If it is going down I will be there in a flash like

When I come around point 'em out.
I'm 'bout to lay a mothafucka on the ground.
I cam to drink. I came to buck.
So I hate it that you think I give a fuck.
I give a fuck! (x7)
Haha
Time to break summin'.

Put the circus posters up over the billboards.
This the type of party college kids will kill for.
Them chickens walking like they pussy still sore.
It's what I does, what I do, what I'm here for.
I catch a buzz, tie my shoes, I'm an alligator.
I'm a thug, I'm a brute in an elevator.
This little piggy went to market with a partial hard-on and sweatpants on.
If you don't be thinkin' that I'm sortin' on a daily then lady don't get involved.
Checkmate, Mate, I'm a kingpin.
Bread makes toast, chin chin.
By the hairs on my little chinny chin chin,
Will I ever let another rapper fuck with me again?
I would love some beef, I just don't know where to find it.
It's like I'm vegetarian and I don't even mind it.
It's like I've been a plumber but I've never seen shit.
On the front lines my whole life and got clean kicks.
Who's fucking with us? Gon' point him out.
I bet they jump ship when your boy come around.

When I come around point 'em out.
I'm 'bout to lay a mothafucka on the ground.
I cam to drink. I came to buck.
So I hate it that you think I give a fuck.
I give a fuck! (x7)
Haha
Time to break summin'.

Get drunk! Break shit! (x4)

So I'm talking bout Me Boi.
Hey don't go ahead and get arrested and blame me or nothing like that.
Blame your momma!

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Lyrics courtesy of Kirk Thunberg except a couple of lines that Prof himself corrected.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Prof CityPages Interview

Minneapolis' CityPages had some words with Prof.  Check it out.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

New Kid feat. Yelawolf (lyrics)

Full song
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They have the biggest testicles relative to body size of any male on the planet.

Bitch I got monay!
And I'm so good lookin'.
You could learn something from me!
Your old, I'm new.

Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice.
Poof, Prof'll rock the party till your teeth are loose.
I'm gorgeous, roll with Chuck Norris's.
Fourty-five houses, thirty-three mortgages.
My boats got boats with jet skis.
Three fuckin' chefs, 'n a Wayne Gretzky.
Sunrise, I'm fuckin' in the gondola,
Friends: Pheobe, Rachel, Monica.
Bravo, finally made it to a dick head.
Shot eighty-nine times, and I ain't even rich yet.
Holy shit, nice.
Bet my pandora station plays Vanilla Ice.
Yippee ki yay, your boy is a Kaiser.
Everywhere I go I'm shittin' on 'em, diapers.
Icky.
I gotcha rethinking about who the best is.
I'm outta my mind, please leave a message.

Bitch I got monay!
And I'm so good lookin'.
You could learn something from me!
Your old, I'm new.

Undeniably the baddest.
I ain't worried long as I know where you dad is.
Uah, Where your cousin at baby?
Roll around the family reunion all crazy.
Meanwhile I got me fishing for a musket.
Baby, busty, gotta big booty.
My sidekick is a moose knuckle.
If I had a weakness, it'd be I'm too humble.
Be bumble, easily see hundos.
Cheese the weeze, the cheese could buy three condos.
Fuck it, I'm the new Kirby Puckett.
Got the state of my back the topic of discussion.
Dick, game, Waka Flocka flame.
When I'm done with them girls they take the walk of fame.
Every single verse hot, your boy don't miss.
Bitch don't front, this whole song is the shit.

Bitch I got monay!
And I'm so good lookin'.
You could learn something from mey!
Your old, I'm new.

(I can't understand some of Yela's lines, so drop a comment if you know what he really says.)

Catfish Billy, I'm coo coo for Coco.
Eat a crackers then I spit back a hobo the rollo.
Eat rappers like wrappers wrapped around packs of no dough.
Yeah the plastic too, twelves and forty-fives playin' slow-mo.
Takin' acid watchin' your mama bounce around my show
With all the friends that she met makin' porno.
Fuck with me I'm put your 2-year-old in a sleeper choke hold,
Record you cryin' and let the engineer leak the vocal.
Don't try to play me out, you can't play with my yo-yo.
I walk the dog, Waka Flocka sheep in SoHo.
I shoulda said I heard, but I heard a sheep is so old.
Dictionary schmictionary, what the fuck do you know?
Go ahead and group those.
Sudo can find the loop holes.
I pop off the cake when you break it just to say, "Yeah I know."
Ruin your day like a Polish prayin' upon your new clothes.
And a butter fresh motherfucker just called me butter fluke-oh.
So tighten your belt, and thin up on your suko,
'Cause I'm makin' the numbers now, three three's in a row.
Hennessey of trees, I'ma leave, but I'm relieved it just won't go.
Getting blow jobs from an F5 in a tornado.
Yeah, blow me down booties, no homo.
I pop eyes like chicken thighs, no gumbo.
So order me up a bucket, fuck it, with an extra biscuit in it,
Then we gonna give it to a heart attack clinic.

Catch me in the chevy bumpin' Yelawolf and Prof e'en though on rocket.

You're old I'm new.

Thursday, August 02, 2012

Get Ready For "PEEP SHOW" Folks!

Tuesday August 7th

YOU HAVE TO LIKE THE VIDEO WHEN YOU FIRST SEE IT. (see explanation below)



Youtube has a page of charts and videos in each category that get more likes get a lot more views from the general public.  So if Prof's video got 20,000 likes in the first day it would be seen by just about everybody.  If it got 5000 likes in the first day it would get seen by everyone who checks the music section.